Whole Foods is just amazing on so many levels, but I really appreciate the fact they helped us raise money for Susan G. Komen South Central Wisconsin.
10 percent of produce sales went directly to #WISCteamMichelle for Komen and then people coule make donations at the register as well. We had a blast hanging out at Whole Foods and I got a ton of support from friends! Susan showed up to buy her groceries... if you remember, last week she was handing out food at Culver's for donations!
I'm sure next week Team Charlotte will be out in the community, so we're looking forward to that.
Thank you for all of your notes about my MRI. It's not a big deal but when you are concerned you might have something wrong with your brain, you tend to get a little worried.
Basically in the last few weeks I've had some serious, explosive, sudden headaches. I described it as if someone hit me in the back of the head with a board. The headaches were intense and long lasting. I actually have a history of migraines but usually they're manageable. Only one or two required rest from sunlight.
Anyway, I went to the doctor after searching the Mayo Clinic's website about these sudden, intense headaches. She suggested an MRI to see if there could be a weakened artery or a potential for an aneurysm.
The worst thing is the MRI itself. I wouldn't define myself as claustrophobic but I do not like cramped spaces like elevators or crowds (I'm too short and it always ends badly for me.) So, my doctor gave me a potent pill that basically kept me "high" all day long. I took the pill at 11:30 a.m. and I still felt groggy at 9 p.m. The pharmacist said it had a lasting effect of only 6 hours but I suppose every one is different.
I believe my MRI lasted two hours, according to Jim, so that was quite a while to be in a little tube like that. I spent most of my time in and out of consciousness, thanks to my pill.
I believe the doctor's office called and said my MRI is clear but that I'll have to take some pills every now and then. However, I'm not really sure that was real. I asked Jim, "Was that a dream?" I have some follow up questions to ask in the morning.
UPDATE - thank you for all of your ideas on caffeine consumption and shared experiences!
Anyway, if I say something stupid on the air tonight at 10, I'm going to blame the pill. Thanks for all your concerns. I'll try to get back to your messages! And thank goodness I didn't come out of it wanting to be Nicki Minaj. -- >>
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This Facebook post by Madison photographer Peter F. Castro has really taken off.. and now he needs your help finding one of his unsuspecting subjects:
It appears Peter snapped this picture at Olbrich Gardens under the Thai Pavilion. Personally, it is one of my favorite places to take a walk on Madison's east side.
On Facebook, Peter wrote this was completely out of the blue. He posted it to his page in hopes of finding the couple and after a person encouraged him to change his post setting to public, he wrote, "I don't care about exposure, I just think it would be cool if they could have these pics for memories."
I'm not even kidding when I say judging BBQ isn't an easy thing to do. There are rules, formalities and etiquette that is fascinating and intimidating. Good thing we were just "celebrity" judges (I use that term loosely) because if not, we would have certainly been in trouble!
We learned a lot about what not to do during a judging contest (like, lick your fingers -- don't do it no matter how tempted or dirty you are!)
The Kansas City Barbecure Society is no joke. I hoped that growing up near Kansas City would give me some sort of advantage in distinguising good tasting BBQ but that just wasn't the case. It was all delicious! And we were tasked with judging the food on appearance, taste and tenderness.
Though our celebrity judging was a bit more fun, we learned that some of the way the food was displayed to us on Saturday would have been disqualified by the "real" judges. For example, we learned you can't use cabbage in your display ... why? I don't remember... but I'm guessing it has to do something with the meat. :)
Anyway, we had a blast judging! I also had a great time taking over Madison Magazine's twitter account for the day. This was the magazine's first attempt at a BBQ festival and I hope they continue it. What a fun day!
I can't believe it's been more than two months since the death of Tony Robinson, the 19-year-old shot and killed by Madison police officer Matthew Kenny.
READ: DA to hold news conference on Robinson case
Hours after the shooting, I remember walking down Willy Street and seeing a community I didn't recognize.
I live on the east side and take Willy Street quite often to get around the city. In the first 24 hours after the shooting, I stopped to talk to people (just as fellow citizens) and also took a few pictures. I've never shared these pictures before, though they're not terribly compelling.
I had volunteered earlier in the day and had to pass through the protest area to get to a meeting. I didn't want to intrude but I wanted to see the situation with my own eyes to be a better reporter.
Without sounding too cliche, the scene felt surreal. If it weren't for the crime tape, the scenario might have passed for a recently-ended parade. Most people seemed to be milling about and appeared to be headed back to their cars.
I stopped for a few minutes and talked with people, just as fellow citizens. I noticed some people were in deep conversations about what happened. Others were in quieter locations praying together. One woman walked towards me as she shouted in agony at police. Her husband kept nudging her to keep going forward. Though the street remained full of people, it seemed most were clearing out for the evening.
I realize those impacted will spend the rest of their lives thinking about what happened on Willy Street March 7, 2015. That's also what makes Tuesday's announcement of the investigation outcome even more compelling. Tuesday we find out if the DA will charge Officer Kenny for the death of Tony Robinson. I won't be out in the community covering it; more than likely I will be anchoring from the news studio.
Everyone we've reported on is calling for peace. I hope that is what we're reporting on again Tuesday.
I finally got around to finishing my thrift store find and I wanted to share.
READ: Here's how it started - Thrift store find: $5.99 bar stools
I have a really basic basement but I wanted to spend more time down there and utilize the extra space. So, even though I don't love this built-in shabby bar that's in place, I don't want to tear it down. I spent weeks looking for bar stools on Craigslist but people were just asking for too much. I was looking for basement bargain deals.
I eventually found these bar stools for $5.99 each at a thrift store in Madison. They were structurally fine and for less than the price of a cheap dinner, I scored these for my downstairs living room.
Here's what I used:
- 1 bottle Martha Stewart craft paint (wedding cake) $9.99
- material on sale, Joann (can't remember but I think I spent $12 because I got too much fabric)
- Annie Sloan clear wax (roughly $10 for 3 oz... if you don't live in Madison, go to Amazon)
Overall, I made an investment in some Annie Sloan products (like buying a brush and the wax) but I saved time and money by not having to prime or sand. So I definitely think it's worth spending $50 on brushes when you're avoiding buying primer and breaking your back.
You will need at least two brushes to make this project work and that could be an investment, too. I think the Martha brushes at Michael's are about $25. They may cost about the same for Annie Sloan... and if you have that option, I encourage you to buy the Annie Sloan brushes. They make a big difference and hold up throughout multiple projects. I bought mine from Studio 184 in Stoughton.
The project was very easy - I took off the seat cushions, re-stapled on new fabric. Painted two coats of craft paint on the chairs, took a small grit sand paper and lightly distressed the edges, and then coated it with the Annie Sloan clear wax.
I started this project weeks ago but in the end, only spent a few hours on them. I thought they turned out really well! My sister also helped me with the fabric and she distressed one of the chairs -- we got in quality time while we worked. Can't beat that!
We're not really sure what happened but we found two of our koi fish DOA at work. Right now, only one remains in our backyard patio at WISC.
PLAY: One is the Loneliest Number
It appears the two had been kidnapped from their little home, assaulted and eaten. Their lifeless carcasses were found somewhere on the back patio. We've narrowed the suspects down to either a raccoon or a weasel. I imagine the suspect looked something like this:
In reality, it's very sad. They were in their six or seventh season with us and supposedly they can live for decades! We are working on a solution to protect the fish -- we had talked about a net before but we didn't want it to be ugly. So, we are working towards another solution. We had named several of them throughout the years such as:
Andy Choi - Andy Koi
Jessica Arp - Jessica Carp
Susan Siman - Susan Salmon
Marc Lovicott - Marc Lovicoi
Mark Koehn - Mark Koin
RIP little friends. We don't know which one of you is left... so we'll just have to go with Jessica Carp or Susan Salmon.
My parents made me a morel-lover-for-life. Growing up in rural Missouri, we spent many springs celebrating the beloved, mysterious, elusive morel. I actually had dreams about them.
The problem is... when I grew up and tried to hunt for them myself, all I ended up with was a bunch of ticks. I'm sure I did something wrong.
One year I got so excited that I spent nearly $50 on morels at the Des Moines farmers market. On my way back from Iowa to southern Missouri, I stopped at my parents' house to fry them up. My husband had never had them...and I kept telling him, "You'll love these!!"
Unfortunately, the morels were old or something. We all ended up with bubble guts. So now, my husband's impressions of morels are "meh". It's a shame.
So, this year, I'm hoping we can make the trip to Muscoda for the 33rd annual morel mushroom festival. People keep saying the weather has been great for mushrooms but what do I know?
We always fried the morels but there are a lot of great recipes out there. I nabbed this one from the folks spreading the word about this year's festival.
Morel cheese lava:
Mix the three cheeses and salt and pepper in a mixing bowl until blended, add the morel pieces and stir to incorporate. Spoon the mixture into a shallow baking dish. Bake in a preheated 350 degree oven for 15 to 20 minutes. Stir half way through the baking process. It's done when the cheese is melted. Serve warm with crackers!
Just a quick humble brag for all my co-workers -- this year we had a tremendous turnout at the Wisconsin Broadcasters Association Gala. WISC swept in all major categories and had a big showing at individual and team awards.
READ: WISC named 'Station of the Year,' wins 24 other awards
It's not really a big deal but I like to pause for a second and say great work. Being a journalist is such an honor and I love being able to share stories, regardless of any award. I think the work we do is important and can be a great service to the community. Thank you for trusting us.
The following awards were won:
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Who doesn't like a good story?
Adam Rostad from Madison Story Slam is such a talented podcaster in Madison. I love the way he tells stories and shares yours as well.
His concept is pretty simple. He hosts events around the city and asks people to share their stories. Usually a story slam is based on a theme (like childhood memories) and a panel of judges selects a winner! But don't worry, Adam says the crowds are friendly and are always supportive of storytellers.
RELATED: The Long Slam with Eric Franke
We recently spent some time together talking and sharing stories, too. I am so impressed with how easy it was to talk to Adam. Some of our topics were light, others were a little more heavy. Eiither way, I hope you enjoy the stories.