Exclusive must mean “I do”

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Five years ago today I married my baby’s daddy. Sorry, it’s fun to say that now that it’s true. But if it hadn’t been for a technicality back in the summer of 2002, when I was a junior at Texas A&M and Brady was a wee little lad at the innocent age of 19, then we would have never had the opportunity to spend the last nine years together. So thank you Brady for not really knowing what exclusive meant. And thank you for being such a caring husband, father and friend. So enjoy a quick trip down memory lane. I wanted to post some embarrassing pictures, but decided that since we are now all adults and Brady is responsible for molding the youth of America, I better try to keep them at least PG. If you want to see the embarrassing pictures, come visit me and Kassidy. I’ll provide … Read More

Friday Ku-Tip: How you know you’re officially old

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This is how Brady and I feel when we watch Wheel of Fortune. I think we’re pretty good lookin’. And, no, it’s not because I need to be in bed by 10 p.m. Or don’t like to go out on a work night. It’s not because I’ve traded vacations and spontaneity for daycare and routine. It’s not even because I’ve learned how to do my own taxes. Or manage my finances and take out home loans. No, the reason I know that I’ve officially become old is because I make sure I am home every day in time to watch Wheel of Fortune. And, Brady and I sit on the couch together and competitively yell out guesses to the puzzles. And get mad at each other when we’re not the one to guess the puzzle first. Yep, once you start planning your evening around Wheel of Fortune, you’ve officially left … Read More

Friday Ku-Tip: Why butt dialing is so much cooler than texting

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The culprit. At least to Brady. Apparently, Brady likes to butt dial people a lot. And, sadly, it’s not even me that gets the most calls. It’s his poor sister Tiffany. I’m sure by now when she sees a call from her little brother, she knows exactly how to handle the conversation. I imagine it going something like this: Tiff: “Oh, I’m sorry Brady that you’re having such a crappy day.” Tiff: “What! I don’t believe you. You’re so full of shit.” Tiff: “Well, next time tell that little wife of yours to please leave the seat up.” Okay, that makes me giggle. Well, Brady took his butt dialing to a whole new level a few days ago when he called his dad — while he was teaching. So Daniel got to enjoy a few minutes of listening to Brady teach his algebra class. I wonder if he yelled at … Read More

Friday Ku-Tip: You can’t take us anywhere

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This past Sunday I realized something. Brady and I should never be allowed out in public. I came to this epiphany while we were enjoying the best BBQ in the Brazos Valley. We were surrounded by flat screens showing football game after football game. And, since neither of us actually wanted to watch some football (thanks Cowboys), it only made sense that we talk some football. Talk football as in I ask Brady a lot of questions. Like, if people knew tu would suck this year. And, if people knew Baylor would be good this year. And, why our offense couldn’t get our act together when our defense finally showed up to play some ball. And, how a team like Baylor could slowly build up their football team but the Aggies couldn’t. And, Brady explained to me that having a good offense goes hand in hand with having a good … Read More

And the Pot Calls the Kettle Black

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The husband, cowboy and teacher You already know that Brady hates getting into arguments with me because he feels I intentionally use “lawyer talk” on him to win. Well, I do like to win. But I don’t intentionally do anything. It’s just how I argue. I like to use points. They’re effective They keep my thoughts organized They annoy Brady There, so sue me. But, now there’s a little bit of the pot calling the kettle black. Have you ever gotten into an argument with a husband who is not only a teacher, but a pretty darn good one at that? This conversation actually happened yesterday while Brady was squinting to see what he was working on using his iPad. Jenna: “Have you even worn your new glasses yet?” Brady: “Nope.” Jenna: “Why not? Why did we spend money to get your eyes checked and buy glasses if you weren’t … Read More

Secrets to a Key-os-ki Marriage

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Pictured above: Newlyweds on 9/9/06. Four years ago today, I became Mrs. Jenna Kujawski (Key-os-ki for those who are still curious). But don’t worry, I answer to just about any form of the last name (or first), including, but not limited to, Ku-jaw-ski, Ku-jowl-ski, Ka-wa-sa-ki, Mrs. K, Jenna K, Mike Wazowski, Dirtclaude, Ninna, and Brock’s favorite — Jenna-tell-ya. Yes, I go by a lot of different names. And, in four years of marriage, I’ve also learned a lot about compromise. I’ve learned that men and women are wired completely differently, but that’s okay, because it’s both a mystery and a challenge to see how each day gives us new opportunities to find ways to cohabitate peacefully together. So, I thought I’d do myself a favor and share all (well, all 20) of the secrets to our happy little marriage. Maybe if I write these down now I won’t forget what … Read More

We Lost Massey

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Back in January, Tiffany had this awesome idea to start a Family Fat2Fit Challenge. I won’t lie, I was reluctant at first because I’ve never been one to see the pounds fly off on the scale, but I decided to give it a try. We started our competition in January and weighed in each Friday via e-mail until Easter. Money and pride were on the line, and the sarcastic e-mails we sent to each other kept the competitive spirit alive. After 12 weeks, all six of us (me, Brady, Tiffany, Brock, Dustin and Jean Ann) had lost over 100 pounds! Even though the competition ended in April (congrats Jean Ann for the win!), we’ve kept up the sarcastic Friday e-mails as a way to stay accountable and maintain our new weights. Some of us have even continued losing… All this to say that as of this post, Brady has lost … Read More

Grand Canyon Road Trip (3,073 miles)

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Day 1 (Friday, June 25) On the Road: Franklin, TX > Garden City, TX The Good: Massey didn’t fall out of the Jeep; cooled off in the Kujawski pool The Bad: Like every other trip out West, it rained on us near Wall, so we had to close up the Jeep The Ugly: Averaged 12.6 miles/gallon and it’s only going to get worse Pictured above: Can we be more loaded down? Day 2 (Saturday, June 26) On the Road Again: Garden City, TX > Tatum, NM > Roswell, NM > Clines Corners, NM > Grants, NM > Ojo Redondo campsite in Cibola National Forest The Good: Picnicked at the best free zoo in Roswell The Bad: Took us 1.5 hours to get to our campsite in the middle of a dang national forest (and it was only about 20 miles in) only to have to camp with a bunch of … Read More

My Wild Wendigo Top 10

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2010 has been a year of firsts — first time to lose weight since high school; first time to fall through my house floor (separate post on this later); and first time to compete in my first ever adventure race! Brady and I entered the Wild Wendigo Adventure Race this past February. After 4 miles of crooked paddling in a kayak, 15 miles of mountain biking in the mud and 4 miles of trekking with our tongues hanging out, we finished in 5.5 hours and smack dab in the middle of the pack — 6 out of 13 coed teams. While we’re proud of this wild accomplishment, we’re still a little bummed about our finish. You see, Brady’s motto of “attacking the mud” during the mountain biking portion of the race cost us a mountain bike, $450 and an hour of time. This race also taught us a lot about … Read More

Jailbait

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So I always thought I was the cradle robber. I mean, I am two years older than my husband, but then Brady’s kids put it into the correct perspective for me. This all happened last year at one of Brady’s high school football games where I got to meet some of his sixth- and seventh-grade students for the first time: Brady: “Guys, this is my wife.” Kids (laughing to Brady): “Man, your wife is 16!” Brady: “No, she’s a little bit older than 16. How old do I look?” Kids (laughing again to Brady): “You look 40!” It must be the Oil of Olay face wash I use twice a day — keeps me looking young. I guess we all know who the true cradle robber is now! 128 words.