This morning we talked about a tragic story of a child in Wisconsin being killed by a dog. This of course always brings out the controversy...that it isn't the dog, it is the owner. Why are certain dogs always picked on? My dog is a baby, wouldn't hurt anyone! Well, we then went online to look at the facts and we saw that Pitbulls were the most dangerous breed of dog. Of course many people came out for the defense of the Pitbull. I would like those certain people to check out this link.
We went to Muskego this weekend to visit my adorable niece Gracie and I have told you in earlier posts her obsession with the Wizard of Oz. Thanks to you listeners I was able to find her a dorothy costume, and not to toot my own horn (toot toot) she loved it! Although I think she liked her ghetto version of Toto even better than the dress! I have been talking about how she likes to yell at dorothy to get inside the house during the tornado...well here is a video of her explaining the entire movie in a matter of minutes. I can't get enough of her talking about the witch scene. Let's just say this girl is gonna be a star- look out Miley Cyrus :)
I have mentioned on air before how my 2 year old niece is OBSESSED with the movie, The Wizard of Oz. The reason being is she was in a tornado this summer. She LOVES the tornado scene! She wants it played over and over. She constantly yells at Dorothy- GET INSIDE!!! She is so adamant about it!
Anyways, my sister texted me last night the picture above. (I know it is small, but it is from a phone, what can you do?)-I personally love the fact that she is sprawled out across the entire bed- just like her Aunt Kate! If you look closely you will see a pair of ruby slippers on her feet. I guess she refused to take them off before she went to bed. After seeing this picture my wheels a started turning. I must get her a Dorothy Gale costume. After going on facebook and reaching out to the listeners, you guys again came through for me! The Dorothy Gale will be delivered to the studio this afternoon- thanks so much Sherry! I immediately called my sister with the news and even though she was excited, she is also a little skeptical. Whenever she asks Gracie if she wants to be Dorothy Gale for Halloween she says-"Don't call me Dorothy! I am Gracie Kaylee Hibler!" So this costume could either make me the coolest Aunt ever, or turn around and bite me in the butt :) If she loves the thing, I will make sure to take pictures this weekend and post them on my blog next week. Thanks again to all of the listeners for your great suggestions on where to get the costume!
Well last night I had the pleasure of participating in a fundraiser for the strong kids program with the East Side YMCA. I got to do my part by spending an hour oh my time in a dunk tank. I am not going to lie- it was AWFUL. There must have been a malfunction with the tank- all you had to do was throw the ball in the vacinity of the target and I would fall in. My nephew Kaden was in heaven. He must have spent 10 bucks on dunking me. He is 4 years old, and dunked me 5 times...seriously, it was ridiculous. The only person not enjoying the entertainment was my nephew Zachary. He was truly upset everytime I would get dunked. When Michael took a turn to dunk me, he yelled at him. He kept yelling "MICHAEL, THAT'S ENOUGH!" Everytime he threw the ball, he would again yell at him, and Michal being the awesome boyfriend he is, didn't listen to my 2 year old nephew and continued to dunk me. My sister then bought more balls for the kids and asked Zach if he wanted to throw...he refused. I even told him it was ok, and he said no and buried his face in my sister. I even offered for him to just push the button, and he still wouldn't. Don't worry, though, Kaden gladly obliged. It is just so funny to me to see the two different personalities between my nephews. Kaden is a wild child, and Zachary is just a lover. He is sensitive to people's feelings, he always wants to be hugged. He actually got the nickname Squish 'ems because he as an abnormally large baby when he was born (1 oz short of a ten pounder!) So when he was so big, all you wanted to do was squish him! After that we would just say give him to me, I just want to squish 'em. And he gladly let you squish away, so this blog is for my godson Zachary Robert aka Squish 'ems...I love how adorably sweet and loving you are. Don't change. Love you Zach!
Well as you know if you have been listening I joined a fantasy golf league for the latest in the PGA tournament. I have never been a super huge golf fan, but this really got me into it! I found myself staring at the leaderboard online for literally hours, just waiting for it to update. I kept texting Murphy with updates- I was so excited. I had a blast doing it! I went the girly route and chose an untraditional way to pick my players. I picked the names that sounded cool...I went with Boo, Sonny and BUBBA. Lo and behold, Bubba totally showed up to play! Unfortunately, he didn't win the whole thing, but he tied for first, and lost in a play off. For my first time around, I really couldn't ask for more :) I now consider Bubba a bit of a good luck charm!
Ok, does anyone else remember this song? Maybe it was just a song they played in 'Stallis? I loved it in high school, but the only words I ever knew were everybody needs a bosom for a pillow, everybody needs a bosom and that they sang the number 45 over and over. Somebody please help me out here!
So this morning Maino and I did what some may say the best rendition of Sonny and Cher's I got you babe...EVER. That is of course before I remembered this amazing clip. God I love the Golden Girls!
You know when you have those moments in your life where you know things are happening for a reason? Well I sat down at my computer a few minutes ago to write a blog, and to get me in the mood, I put on my ipod. (I know, I know, I am always listening to WIXX, but you would not believe how much more privacy people give you when you have a pair of headphones on...also, when I have the ipod on I can manage to tune out every surrounding I have. I love when the boss doesn't realize I have headphones on and have a full fledged conversation with me)....anyways back to my blog.
When I sat down to write, I was thinking, I will not write about Brett Favre. Everybody and their mother will have something on their blog about Brett Favre. That is when Baby Jesus himself interceded. I turned on my ipod to the most aprapo song for the situation, Rihanna, Take A Bow. It was like the clouds parted and baby Jesus himself or maybe the tattoo on my foot, can't decide which I have to thank for this divine interception, but anyways, they were saying you must rip him.
I feel like I have matured in these last 7 years, give or take a few, that I have been on the morning show. I am going to be the better person here. I will not rip Brett. Mostly for the reason that I don't want to waste my time when we all know the second training camp is over, mark my words, he will be back.
I would first like to thank Brett for helping us to see the light. For making us see what loyalty and class truly mean, and that is defined by no one more than your successor, Aaron Rodgers. He showed us that we will love again, and you know what, maybe even more than we ever thought imaginable. He showed us that the first cut truly is the deepest, but you will come out on the other side stronger.
Now all I would like to do at this moment is dedicate this song to the fans of Minnesota...Rihanna, Take A Bow. Vikings fans, I will NEVER feel for you. I will not unite with you in our hurt and misery, the only thing I will choose to do is not judge you when you boo the mention of Brett's name, in fact I will join you in your boos. WE were the ones who got the brunt of it. WE were the ones who were blindsided, didn't see it coming. WE were the first. And, unlike Brett, you can never take that away from us.
YOU are the ones who thought he had changed. We warned YOU. We knew, once a cheater, always a cheater. But no, YOU insisted this time was different. YOU swore that YOU would treat him better, YOU knew how to take care of him, YOU appreciated him, he would never leave YOU. You believed him when he said we started the mind games. But alas, that is not the case. You know see that WE did treat him well. WE did appreciate him. WE did everything WE could to keep him happy. He is the King of mind games, so I say this to you Minnesota Vikings fans- Game on.
Well I am finally feeling somewhat back to normal and can get back to blogging. For anyone who was listening last week and wondering where I was- I was home sick. I won't go into detail with my symptoms, but it was AWFUL! After a trip to the E.R. and three iv's to cure my dehydration I am on way back to my normal self. That is until I opened my mail on Saturday and received a letter from the water department. Don't worry, my water has been contaminated for the past two weeks. No need to fret, they got it under control. Thank you for telling me this AFTER THE FACT! Especially considering the doctor had no clue where this illness came from and the only thing he could come up with was a viral infection. Want to know what he told me would make me feel better? Drink as much water as possible to flush it out of my system. Little did I know, I was just flushing it right back in. I have now been converted to a bottled water drinker. I never did it out of principle. I would buy a jug and fill it with tap water. Yep, those days are now gone. Water company- you have now lost my trust. Seriously, you couldn't let me know before I downed about six gallons of water, and proceeded to find every orpace in my body to release it out of pretty much immediately?....Thanks, I will remember that next time I come and pay my water bill. Speaking of bills, feel free to pay my emergency room bill. Jerks.
Well we had our last game this week...the Sharks are now officailly over. It was kind of sad, having to say goodbye to everyone (and in a rush because it was thunder and lightening.) I can say I learned a TON this summer- especially about patience! I had such a great time working with these kids. They reminded me what sports is about, just having fun, and truly enjoying sports for what they are, regardless of your skill level. I hope all of these kids stick with it- they will all learn so much from it! I know soccer helped me stay out of a lot of trouble when I was growing up. I know, I know, you are probably thinking, yeah right katie, we know you were a trouble maker, but seriously nothing is further from the truth. It is college, you know when I quit playing soccer, that I started causing trouble :) If you don't believe me, ask my dad, the deacon would never lie about something like that. He knows baby jesus is watching! Here is a team picture below, also a picture of my nephew, me, and my sister- aka my co coach! Hopefully see you all next year Sharks!
I said on air this morning I was going to post a picture of my two year old niece to show everyone how adorable she is...here is the proof. As for you Maino- you can suck it!
