Unfortunately the WONE Charity Classic has been canceled. We would like to thank all the bowlers that came out to participate.
Congratulations to all of the following qualifiers from phase one.
Bob Casto Mike Upstead Glenn Kozak Glen Dillard George Herbert Steven Godsey Tony Guinaldo Brian Doshak
Tony Patrillo Phillip Flynn Nate Brockmeyer Rodney Staats Anthony Edwards Brett Frank Michael Morrison Vincent Laguardia
Steve Justice Linda Lowes Kendall Hudson Doug Barber Bill Edwards Jeannie Kozak Sue Boling Rebecca Brockmeyer
Jim Schillinger Wayne Blankenship Jonathan Rasch Warren Brockmeyer Dominic Colagiovanni Robert Rompf Brandon Digerolama
Sebastian Cortidan Brian Walker Mandi Testa Frank Testa Ruth VanTassel Christopher Smith Cyndie Taylor
Rylee Dunn Kamryn Smith Nick McCoy Vivian Brockmeyer
We ask that all qualifiers contact Stonehedge at (330) 928-2161 (once they re-open for business). We hope you are all staying safe!
Each morning in the studio I scroll through FB and by 10am I have at least 1, probably 2 new recipes. The other day I ran across a French Onion Pork Loin.... OH LAWD!!! So tasty. I paired it with roasted red potatoes and the kids loved it! Hubby was out of town for work and missed it. He has requested and do-over.
I recently printed out a recipe for Bailey's Irish Cream Chocolate Cake with Kahlua Buttercream Frosting... I'm going to use that one for Jeff Kinzbach's birthday cake this year! OK.. I may do a trial run in the meantime. I'll let you know.
For now, THIS is my finished French Onion Stuffed Pork Loin.
HERE is the recipe I used.
I know Jeff & I poke my poor husband pretty hard on the air, but when it comes right down to it, I'm a lucky girl. That man is A-OK, but he hates surprises. You know how opposites attract?
Jason (aka Hubs) travels here and there for work. This is fun for me because it leaves me SUPER UNSUPERVISED to make MESSES! It is also fun for him because it's like a surprise to see what he will find every time he comes home! To help you out here, some of the things he has come home to include (but are not limited to) pulling into the driveway to find it filled with our living room carpet that had been completely intact when he left. There was also the time I cut a pine tree down that was as tall as our two story house while he was a t work one day. One his favorites was they day I had had enough of the tiles on the bathroom breaking free so I broke them ALL free (with no real game plan in mind). See???? SURPRISES!
While I still might rip any part of our home up at any given moment without warning, I have offered small, but exciting surprises in the past couple weeks. See, we have this craft/ blanket closet in the hall. In the past year, the blankets have been piling up in the center in a giant pile, the craft stuff has been lost into the abyss, and every time I do a craft with my scouts, or a project around the house I find it just easier to buy new supplies... then shove the random remnants in the closet. At some point a jar of loose glitter got dumped in there, so when you take out a blanket glitter goes everywhere. Lets be real here, I'll be vacuuming that up for years to come. I decided I was done with this nonsense! I ripped everything out of the closet & now it so organized & beautiful. Sometimes I just open the door and flip on the light to admire how beautiful it is.
Then a few days later I was trying to find a certain left shoe... my shoes had avalanched into a pile at the bottom of the closet at some point and I said ENOUGH! I pulled everything out of the closet and went through all my shoes. I got rid of an entire kitchen bag of shoes, then organized them. It's not as beautiful as the craft closet, but still a breath of fresh air.
Then, a few days later I went grocery shopping. I brought the groceries home and went to put them away in the fridge, suddenly the little bottles of old expired salad dressing started calling my name. You guessed it. My fridge is so clean inside that it looks brand new!
So in come Hubs from his travels. He looks around and asked if there was some sort of struggle, or perhaps someone broke in and ransacked the place. Then he asked if the vacuum was broken... "NO! I've been cleaning!!"
I then proceed to show him all of the beautiful things I have done like a 6 year-old showing you their newest creation. (see pics of my handy work below) He smiles, shakes his head and says, "I'm going to run the vacuum." I do love him!
Warning! This will be a sad one...
I am one of those people who think it is wrong, wrong, wrong to decorate for Christams before Thanksgiving. This year however, I really don't care what the calendar says. I need joy and sparkles and wonder in my life and if putting a giant tree in my livingroom covered in lights can bring me a little bit of happiness than by George, put up 10! As I was unwrapping the Nativity Scene my mother hand painted me so many years ago, Dorothy Reichman caught my eye. She passed away on November 24, 2014. I use the page her obituary was printed on to keep my weary travelers safe each year. Then I thought about the obituaries that will be in this Sunday's papers. Whose angels will be wrapped in them for the years to come? Let me go back a bit...
It all started on November 7th. My Aunt Janet was dying. She knew it. She lived in Arkansas and had no family there. She wanted to be with family so she had her bed wheeled up into a plane and rolled right to Akron. My mom never left her side from the moment she landed. My other Aunt, who is 87, was there by her side every day as well. We all were. It had been so long since we were all together. Somewhere along the way, we stopped getting together. We still keep in touch through social media and see each other at weddings and.. well... There's no reason for it. We aren't one of those families that fight. We all get along and hug each other and everything! We just let our busy lives get in the way. My aunt brought us together. We had her here with us for a little over a week. That week was filled with so much love and joy! She gave that to us. It was the most wonderful week... except you know... Aunt Janet passed away on the 16th with my mom holding her hand telling her she loved her and my other aunt on the phone telling her she loved her. It was actually quite a beautiful death. Her obituary will be in Sunday's paper.
The next blow was when we learned of Gnarly's passing. Like Aunt Janet's, we knew it was coming. I wasn't able to get to Gnarly in his final days to see him. I was caught up in my own grief and told myself that I would see him after I got off the air Monday. Shortly after I got off the air Monday morning was when we recieved the news. I know better than to put off to tomorrow what should be done today. For that I'm sorry. I hope Gnarly knows how much I loved him and his big heart, his big personality and his laugh! He was a genuine guy. He gushed about his wife, Robin, that boy was stupid in love. He talked abut his daughters and his grandkids and his sister all the time. If it was worth doing, it was worth doing right with Gnarly - whether it was loving his family, his work ethic, fishing or drinking. Didn't matter. He made sure his family knew they were loved, and they were by his side making sure he knew how much he was loved until his last breath. His obituary will be in Sunday's paper.
Yesterday morning was the breaking point. My husband's grandmother passed away just 4 weeks short of her 99th birthday, with her husband of 76 years holding her hand as he told her he loved her. Jason's grandparents were more like parents to him. They were his world and the two people he (and I) admire most.
Now you see the need for a little bit of sparkle and cheer in my life. As I unwrapped my wise man and saw Dorothy smiling back at me, I felt connected to her. I hope she had a tremendous amount of love in her life the way Aunt Janet, Gnarly and Grandma did. I hope the last thing she was able to hear as she slipped away was someone telling her how much she was loved. She has helped to keep my precious Nativity safe for the past 5 years. I didn't know Dorothy, but she still makes me smile every year when I see her. Maybe my loved ones will be making some stranger smile years down the road when they unwrap their treasures.
Last Thursday my son, Coen, attended his first fundraising gala as my plus one. If you've never been the parent of a 16 year-old boy, let me tell you, this was a magical moment. 1. He said he would go willingly. 2. He had to dress up in a suit. 3. He had to socialize with adults all evening long. 4. Did I mention he was going with ME???? Just a mom and her boy!
To say I was excited about him spending time with me is an understatement. I was a little ridiculous. I had just purchased a new dress to wear to our work holiday party and decided to give it a spin that night. I went and got my hair cut and had Miss Amy make the gray hairs go away. Then, I painted my nails. Let me be clear here. I NEVER paint my nails. I dug through my 12 year old daughter's room until I found all the nail polish (because she has claimed all the nail polish that enters our home as hers). I put about 6 coats of this cheap thin crap on my nails until it looked passable as real nail polish.
We had a WONDERFUL time at the Goodwill Taste Of Vintage Gala! We ate, we placed some bids and we mingled. He looked so handsome and he was absolutely the sweetest boy in the world (again, let me remind you that he's a 16 year old boy... not always so sweet). I was on cloud nine!
By the time my alarm went off at 4am Friday morning, the nail polish was already beginning to chip and flake. It looked awful. I tried to find the nail polish remover but couldn't find any anywhere. It's now Wednesday. Tomorrow will be one week since I painted my nails for mother/ son date night. I still haven't been able to find any nail polish remover, and I haven't remembered to pick any up in the 6 times I've had to run to the store to grab something real quick. I have resorted to scraping the nail polish off of my fingers with my other nails... so attractive. So mature. So... Mom Life. What have the girls done with all the nail polish remover? Why can't I ever find anything when I need it? Oh, that's right. I have children. I love them, but eventually most of your things are stolen, lost or broken. It's why we can't have nice things.... but we love those little monsters!!
If you happen to bump into me at the grocery store, can you please remind me to grab some nail polish remover?
The struggle is real with these teens, y'all. I have three - 16, 14 & 12 (not technically a teen, but she's 12 going on 21.) I hear people say all the time, "These kids today...", "Back in our day my mom would have..." fill in the blank with a million different things our moms would have done and ways our childhood was different.
Let me tell you about "Back in MY day...". There was no internet. like, NO INTERNET. Plus, once there was an internet, only a few of my friends had it at their house. Only a few people even had computers at their houses. If I had to turn something in that was typed, it was done on a typewriter, or I was at the library trying to figure out the computer there. I was in college you guys. I was a full on adult with a husband by the time I had a computer at my home. He was one of the few people I knew with the internet and a computer... it came with him when we moved in together. I remember when I got my first cell phone. I had already worked at WONE for several years at that point - again. I was a full grown woman. Since then, technology has been a blur. I'm not alone in this technological journey, but here is why I bring it up, our kids have never experienced an unconnected world.
Now everyone is connected to the internet, and the internet connects everyone to everyone else - it's both good and bad... and scary. There's photographic and video evidence of EVERYTHING.. and people feel they can say & do anything behind the comfort of their screens. The lack of personal connection has perhaps led to a loss of humanity, but that's a different subject. The point is, our kids are exposed to things we never even dreamed of as children.
We learned how to parent from our parents... and they weren't competing with electronics and information at the touch of your finger right there in your pocket. If we wanted to know something, we pulled out the Encyclopedia Britannica and looked it up. In most cases, you had to ride your bike to the local library to look it up too! Parenting is something you make up as you go, and hope you're doing something right along the way. Jason & I have no idea how to parent "connected kids", but we're trying. We might screw it up, but hopefully not too bad. Our kids will learn from our mistakes when it's their time to figure out the whole parenting thing. We're all figuring it out together. Let's help each other out and lift each other up. We're just doing our best, and that's all we can do. As fast as technology moves, can you imagine what OUR kids will be saying when they start with "Back when I was a kid we didn't have...".
Yesterday was the final walk through of Ellet High School before the wrecking ball arrives. It looked old, and tired, but it was still full of people, joy and so many memories. I graduated from Ellet High School in 1995. I loved high school. I loved MY high school.
I walked through with my best friend since middle school, Mary. I'm so glad we did it together. We may have found an orange permanent marker in the bottom of my purse while we were there and left one last memory on a few of the walls.
We visited the auditorium. While standing on the stage, we bumped into Fran Howell. She was the heart & soul of every musical Ellet did. I was in three, and landed a pretty sweet role as the jester in Once Upon A Mattress my senior year. You guys, I had to sing a solo and dance by myself on the stage... Singing isn't my forte and I forgot the middle of the dance on closing night - but I still look back at that production and the joy fills me up.
We wandered up the stairs to the band room next and I couldn't stop smiling. I was a marching band kid. I was the section leader of the trumpet section, and field commander with another one of my besties, Rhiannon, our senior year. Honestly, band is the reason I loved high school so much. If you were never a band kid, I can't explain it to you. There is a bond that happens in band. You're all in it together and you are friends with everyone - whether you're friends or not! Ask any band kid ever, "Who was your favorite teacher in high school?" - their answer is always going to be "The band director." Mine was Mr. Grom. My 12 year old didn't fall far from this momma's tree, and now that I'm the adult to "this" kid - I'm so sorry Mr. Grom. You are a saint. Thank you for the 9,000 things I can rattle off the top my head that you did to help me grow as a human and for the countless things I can't even recall right now. That band room was my home, my sanctuary. The middle of the second riser was my spot. Just to my right in the front row of that band room is where I would find the back of my future husband's head. Friendships were formed in that room that will last me a lifetime. The room was filled with memories of laughter, hard work and tears. It was filled with memories of David Keen. I miss him. I was sitting in that room when I was called down to the office to be told that my father had passed away. I was in that room when I learned of his best friend's passing as well, Smitty.
Smitty, a.k.a. Dennis Smith, WAS Ellet. I thought of him a lot yesterday as I walked those halls.
We crossed the hall from the band room and said a silent au revoir to Madame Jawyn, then circled down to the English hallway where we spent much time reminiscing about Mrs. Baltrinic and Mr. Redding - two of our other faves.
We came back out front and stood by the tree we planted for our classmate, Todd Seitz, whom we had lost to cancer all those years ago. That is Todd's tree, and soon it will be a baseball field. Todd will get a new tree on the lawn of the new building, but it still made us sad to know the tree we planted while his best friend, Steve Hanes, sang a song he wrote to honor his friend, will be gone.
Oh Ellet High School now to thee, We sing our song of loyalty.... You were old and stinky, but you were ours. Thank you!
We announced our latest WONE Charity Classic Tournament Of Champions qualifiers on the air this morning! Congratulations to Mike Upstead & Phillip Flynn! What IS the WONE Charity Classic, you ask? Well, let me tell you!
97.5 WONE has joined forces with Stonehedge Family Entertainment every Sunday to give you a chance to bowl and qualify for the Tournament of Champions to bowl for cash! You can stop out at Stonehedge ANY Sunday at 11am OR 2pm to bowl. Come once, come a few times or every Sunday!
Even if you're not an experienced bowler, this is for you - or if you're like me & ARE experienced but are TERRIBLE! It's all good! We sort our bowlers by gender, age AND skill level.
The price is just $25 for three games, and a portion of the entry fee will go to support Valor Home, helping homeless and at risk veterans here in the Akron area. So, you're having fun, you might win some cash AND you're helping veterans! OH - I didn't tell you!! Everyone who qualifies each week for the Tournament of Champions will earn $300 in credit for bowling at Stonehedge for the summer!
It's all for fun and it's all for a great cause, so come on out & join us at Stonehedge!
Tonight is the night to meet Beatles animator Ron Campbell at Akrona Galleries! I will be there tonight 5-7 with a chance to win a beautiful piece of Ron's Beatles Pop Art valued at $850 (shown below). This is Mr. Campbell's ONLY Ohio show and it's only here for 2 days - tonight & tomorrow, October 8 & 9, 4pm-8pm at Akrona Galleries, right next door to the radio station at 1765 W Market St, Akron, OH 44313.
If you want to WIN this work, you MUST stop out tonight while I'm there from 5-7pm! See you tonight!
Legendary animator, Ron Campbell, will be exhibiting many of his works from his 50-year career as an animator who has animated on Yellow Submarine, The Beatles cartoon show, Scooby Doo, the Smurfs, Rugrats, Winnie the Pooh, The Flintstones, The Jetsons, Yogi Bear & more. The exhibit will include his Beatles cartoon pop artwork and more. Meet Ron at Akrona Galleries, 1765 W Market St (right next door to WONE), on Tuesday, October 8th and Wednesday, October 9th from 4-8pm. I will be there Tomorrow night from 5-7pm. We will have light hors d'oeuvres, some of our favorite Beatles tunes playing and a chance for you to WIN one of Ron's pieces of art valued at $850! I'll clue you in on the password you will need to know Wednesday morning for a chance to qualify for the print - it will work just like our Secret Signal contest.. except you will need to come hang with me to get the password! Akrona is a very cool place tucked in to our neighborhood. It's definitely worth checking out on a regular basis because the artists featured are always changing. I hope to see you there tomorrow night to meet Ron Campbell and maybe even win an amazing work of art! ALL WORKS ARE AVAILABLE TO PURCHASE.