tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53183668907948736492024-03-12T18:07:16.850-05:00Martinez MadnessCJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comBlogger253125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-52024531688996165332011-11-27T21:46:00.001-06:002011-11-27T22:06:43.843-06:00George...is watching everyone...So Turkey Day is over... and we enjoyed ourselves like we were challenged with eating our weight in food before the last day on earth, or something like that. My sil, Alison, made something she isn't allowed to make again. Salted caramel cheesecake will ensure that I break out my maternity pants. Go ahead and judge me. It's amazing.
We decorated our house like crazy this week. And we didn't CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-47524609485753761262011-11-23T22:48:00.001-06:002011-11-23T23:05:10.913-06:00Another freakin' thankful post....kindaTomorrow is Turkey Day.... which btw is stinkin' difficult to explain to a 3 year old. He went off looking for pilgrims in the house after I explained it. Might say something about my explanation. I can't wait for the birds and the bees talk.
Luca just walked by J and I and said 'the dog just wants a f*&%in treat'. J said what? And he repeated it, like he was Andrew Dice CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-76091274347374112532011-11-17T19:43:00.001-06:002011-11-17T20:26:51.328-06:00A glimpse into my glamourous life....Some may wonder how I do it all. Many have asked how I manage to get dressed, wrangle humans, mold young minds and nourish them with home cooked food and tuck them in at night. Yeah, I don't. But just for kicks, let's pull back the curtain, shall we?
This evening for example...I picked up my kiddos after racing across town to get there in time for pick up. Of course, it's CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-844356782993028692011-11-07T22:04:00.000-06:002011-11-07T22:04:16.739-06:00I have no energy for a title....deal with it.I'm convinced I live in an alternate universe. A universe which sucks time out of my day. A universe where no matter what I cook (stop laughing), my kids still manage to eat cereal and Easy Mac (what an INVENTION) at 830pm. #Momoftheyear.
It's raining and I'm praying....that my kids stay in their own beds. Freakin' thunder.
If you have a strong perspective on sports bras, CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-16332515908712151712011-10-24T11:51:00.002-05:002011-10-24T11:51:48.323-05:00Hiiii-ya!Now, I don't normally post during the day.. while I should be working. *cough cough* But this had to get out of my head so I can go on with the whole resourcing human's thing I do. Now, if you know me at all, you know I HATE HATE HATE to sweat, exert any extra energy and will throw myself face first on the ground kicking and screaming before heading to an 'exercise' class. My sis and CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-80603974595373002082011-10-22T18:20:00.000-05:002011-10-22T18:20:06.965-05:00Random Thoughts....you have been warned.1. Watching the Febreze commercial where the poor chumps get caught smelling nastiness and possibly catching a airborne illness, makes me cringe. I would be so p.o'ed.
2. I'm puzzled by Rob Dyrdek's new video show.... like a cross between America's Funniest Home Videos and a random cable show. And yet, I giggled at the Beiber segment. L looked at me like I was crazy. That won't be theCJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-86701412410527885412011-10-11T20:38:00.000-05:002011-10-11T20:38:20.169-05:00Toothpicks, anyone??I need a few...or 20. This week has kicked my butt and it's only Tuesday night.... groan. Last week was a butt kicker as well and the weekend only added to the need to prop my eyes open with toothpicks. I don't even need fancy frill picks (that's my restaurant lingo coming out... I can also 86 things--confused? Good.) My sister would probably bedazzle her toothpicks. Not me, just CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-31858836482578498362011-10-02T14:14:00.001-05:002011-10-02T14:14:17.661-05:00Did you miss me?It's been a while...did you miss me? I know...you did. Are you dying to hear about the Martinez hijinxs? Like the fact that the boys locked themselves in the pantry while I was gone for 'ALL OF 5 MINUTES'? Thankfully, L knows Marco Polo and they were easily found and spotted. Or the fact that Teo decided to take a curtain rod and put it in the toilet? I was summoned by the 'tattler' only toCJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-87665167841113385192011-09-16T14:10:00.000-05:002011-09-16T14:10:38.568-05:00Joe and his volcano ain't got nothing on me....
"Well, does it take more guts to twice traverse a staircase in a burning building, or to make a one-time leap into a volcano? Damned if I know, Kemosabe." (Source: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0099892/)
He's home. Joe, I mean J, is home. Let the craziness cease. Or not. J had a great time, as he spoke in his sleep. Apparently, climbing a volcano takes a lot out of you. Hmmph. CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-59280142757116917042011-09-14T00:33:00.003-05:002011-09-14T00:33:52.399-05:00My kids smell like goats.......in a good way. If there is such a thing. Is there? Is smelling like goats BETTER than smelling like another barnyard variety? I would hope so. They seem cleaner than most. And the goats today had their own hand washing station. Snobs.
Day #1 of Mommy Day Care consisted of a trip to the store and reminding L about using his inside voice and NOT announcing that 'that man over CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-34923572191337934272011-09-08T23:00:00.000-05:002011-09-08T23:00:49.560-05:00Tortillas and tantrumsIt has been a while, friends... since I have shared a zany story of my kiddos and their antics. Keep waiting... they haven't been at their A game lately. Perhaps they are storing up for when their dad takes off to ANOTHER COUNTRY!!! Everyone groan with me.....*groan*.
The last time J left me to go out of the country, I was a pregnant, hormonal mess in a new house CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-57785617290098450062011-09-01T22:38:00.001-05:002011-09-01T22:41:04.888-05:00Picking my battles...Tonight was one of those nights where I almost put cotton balls in my ears and hid under the blanket. And I tried.... well the blanket part, at least. I felt a little guilty about that as my kiddos are schrieking and running around but I had a migraine. Not a 'comparable to being in labor one'. Those suck. But a moderate 'magic meds+dear Lord let my eyeballs fall out' kind. And CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-56872956386420392492011-08-28T22:00:00.001-05:002011-08-28T22:01:39.424-05:00Sometimes a picture is worth a thousand giggles....
These two were playing 'McDonalds/Applebee's'. Um...they were working the drive thru windows. And....judge...now.
He asked for these to be put on. He however did not ask for this pic to show up at his wedding video montage. But it will.
Good news: Beyonce announced she was prego today. Thank God... I've been dying to ask her to weigh in on the Diaper Genie vs. CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-84046684898334427712011-08-19T20:20:00.000-05:002011-08-19T20:20:29.855-05:00If there is a random deer in our Christmas pics....you now know why.....
P.S. I just discovered Picnik. So now there is no excuse why I will now be skinny, busty and had super white teeth. I have about 10000 pics to get crackin' on.
CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-49888156868529375832011-08-18T21:56:00.000-05:002011-08-18T21:56:14.942-05:00Who knew...So apparently I'm on a google search result....for....kid and dirty feet. I'm so proud. I think.
Today....Crazy Town 1, Courtney 0. Crazy Town for the win. Ugh. I'm ready for bed.
So far today, I have dealt with crazy people at work, crazy kids who felt the need to scream all night, and crazy dog who decided to yak and poop all over. UUUGGGGHHH. Quick, someone trade me lives!! Or at CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-55358314273585244962011-08-15T23:18:00.000-05:002011-08-15T23:18:01.196-05:00Blue Lips, Poop and reading my mind....This weekend was so different than how I planned it in my mind. I mean, usually my family totally operates EXACTLY how I dream them to. Don't yours? I had Friday off. And not just like I'm gonna go through my email and PRAY no HR hijinx begins at 4pm-kind of Friday... (and my boss reads this....so I NEVER do the previous sentence.) It was really a day off. Granted 8 people called me CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-44789775325406886622011-08-14T23:50:00.000-05:002011-08-14T23:50:35.665-05:00Wha??Wha??What's that you say??You say today is Saturday?? Goodbye, I'm going out to play. Just a little Shel Silverstein action for you.
I had an incredibly witty post for you tonight. So witty in fact, the wit factor was almost outrageous. And then.....it disappeared.
Woe is me. And you, now you lack the wit needed to get up in the morning. I apologize. I blame Blogger.
CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-11304590611560955382011-08-08T23:23:00.000-05:002011-08-08T23:23:15.190-05:00Damn that man from Slovakia....I wish I was kidding. I saw him coming up the walk and knew...but let me set the scene for you.
Sprinkler going, one toddler shirtless and running through it. One baby, in a diaper, running in the yard. Small dog, who thinks he is Hercules, begins to yip. And yip. And lunge against its choke chain. Mom, who is dreading being 'nice' but smiling all the same. Enter the man from Slovakia.
CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-86326016695173608012011-08-08T21:24:00.000-05:002011-08-08T21:24:41.910-05:00Wha? Wha?
I. HAVE.NO. WORDS.
CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-68174166146830481282011-08-08T20:56:00.001-05:002011-08-08T21:01:11.336-05:00Flower Dork....I could not make these up if I tried....and I'm quite witty.
-L started moving the sprinkler down our hill. I said 'No, Luca, leave it there.' L replied in a sing song voice, 'O-K, O-K, H-O.' We will be ramping up on the whole letters and spelling thing....ASAP.
-L yells at me, as I'm making dinner....'Teo is eating stuff!' Upon investigation, I recovered a good size piece CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-41080810616369422532011-08-01T21:33:00.000-05:002011-08-01T21:33:29.453-05:00Talking bananas...and OprahIf you have not read the funniest woman I have never met, please divert from this blog and go. Go now. I will warn you...if you have weak pelvic muscles, go to the bathroom, THEN read. Either way, it's a win win.
During bath time tonight (not mine, the kids) Luca started drinking the water from the tub. I said 'No! Teo just peed in there, didn't you see him?!' Luca looks at me and said 'He CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-31671560753800465462011-07-27T20:17:00.000-05:002011-07-27T20:17:46.872-05:00Like a cougar....Warning: My brain is just going to throw up now. You have been warned.
Teo got put in timeout just now. He stared me down like he was a cougar and I was a lovely KFC double stack (worst sandwich in the world). It was kinda odd, not going to lie. Twice, I had to turn my head and remind myself who was the parent.
My brain hurts. Not because of all the innovative thinking I do CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-23214561095198842202011-07-19T20:27:00.000-05:002011-07-19T20:27:27.140-05:00Snarktastic Tuesday....and hopes for a margaritaHere is your warning. It's Snarky Tuesday. S-N-A-R-K-Y. As in cranky, crabby, whiny and perhaps full of cold pizza and no margarita. Whoa. And this post isn't about the kids. Whoa. Whoa. Ready to carry on? Ok then.
The show Hoarders makes me feel so much better about myself and lack of housekeeping skills. My problem is my hubby. Really. He loves to clean. Ergo, I don't. CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-67149728845012293352011-07-07T22:55:00.000-05:002011-07-07T22:55:48.050-05:00Mister Literal...literally.I just need to capture these quotes from L now. You know, for when he is a famous bounty hunter, model or physicist and needs to remember his childhood. That is the real reason why this blog is so amazing. It has nothing to do with my inability (read: laziness) to complete a baby book for either of my kids. So to all the scrapbookers out there, I bow to you and kinda hope I get more sleep CJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5318366890794873649.post-45471476588611060482011-07-05T11:37:00.001-05:002011-07-05T11:39:53.708-05:00I'm pooped.Home again, home again, jiggety jig! Even with missing a few pillows that are now living in either Hays or Denver, it was nice to sleep in our own beds last night. Granted, our entire main floor looks like a tornado and a bomb got married and had babies in it. Yowza. And all of that was in 1 car. Not even a magic clown car, just a good ole Jeep. Shocking that we didn't love each otherCJMJayhawkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02437745166058210133noreply@blogger.com