Working with my husband

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People ask me all of the time what it is like working with my husband, especially anchoring a show with him. I love it! I think it is amazing that I get to hang out with him at work and at home. It’s neat that we share every aspect of our lives together and truthfully we don’t really know life with each other any other way. That’s because we met on the job at our last station and the three-week gap when we didn’t work with each other while I was here at KSLA and Clay was still at our last station, it was really strange.

Of course people at work love to tease us about being married, anytime someone calls me “Ms. Shirley” they look at Clay and say “Oops! I meant Mrs. Ostarly!”

Our latest “normal” schedule is actually exactly the same Sunday-Thursday, but we’ve been filling in for other people a lot lately. When we have opposite schedules at work, it feels like we haven’t seen each other in ages. But when we do have our normal schedule together, it is really fun to carpool to work and on Sundays, anchor the morning show together.

People have told us we are really lucky to be able to work at the same station and same market together, we do feel very fortunate. We are hoping to continue this trend in the future, hoping lightening will strike a third time. However, if we do end up at different stations in the future, that is something we’ll be okay with too, as long as we are in the same city!

Sunday AM anchoring 03-08-15 from Victoria Shirley Productions on Vimeo.

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Louisianians start Mardi Gras traditions at a young age

At my first mardi gras parade!

At my first mardi gras parade!

Family Gras parade

Family Gras parade

I attended my first Mardi Gras parade last year in Mandeville. It was a family gras parade and I was surrounded by children. When the floats began to roll through, those kids and I had two very different reactions.The floats were filled with dozens of people THROWING things, AT YOU. All of a sudden beads and trinkets were raining down on me and instictively I covered my face with my arms. It was terrifying! Especially when moments later, a bundle of beads whipped me across my back. Ouch! I looked around to see how others were reacting to the assault, only to realize that children two decades younger than me were standing atop ladder seats, snatching up the souvineers with great skill. I was flabbergasted! It was then that I understood, these kids weren’t scared like I was because the Mardi Gras culture is a part of who they are and the culture is instilled in them at a very young age.

This idea was reinforced when I visited Berg Jones Elementary school to cover their school Mardi Gras parade yesterday. The parade featured their 4 and 5 year old pre-k students, it was the cutest thing I’ve ever seen! Many of the teachers said the parade was a great way to teach the students about their Louisiana culture and by the end of it, the little kids were shouting, “Throw me something mister!” and “Laissez les bons temps rouler!” (means ‘Let the good times roll’ in french!)

Check out the story I did on the school parade!