Misty - April Chapman

Category: Misty

03
Aug
2011

Frozen peas….upside a head.

categories: Friends, Funny, God, Misty, Mothering

First, let me start by saying that I just read Julie and April’s posts about how we all met and I should just tell you that it’s all true, but they left out a LOT of details. I’m a details kind of girl, just ask April who doesn’t remember what happened 5 minutes ago. But, for the sake of a “short” blog, I won’t go into those details. I will tell you that you should be jealous of these friendships though, because we are kind of awesome. The kind of awesome that needs its own Lifetime movie. What are you waiting for Lifetime? Make a movie about us already.

Did anybody notice we are Christians? Uh-oh. Don’t worry, we’re not whack-a-doodles who handle snakes and drink kool-aid with special night-night pills inside. But I would say we are card-carrying lovers of Jesus. And that’s all the preaching I will do. I just mention the Christian part because, well, just like all people…we still have our issues. And sometimes, people want to relate those issues with the fact that we’re crazy Christians. When in fact, we’re just plain crazy. For example: let’s say some of us have more than 2 children. Like I don’t know, me. And let’s say that you’re in a grocery store with 3 children and you’re pregnant with your 4th and people feel the need to explain to you that you have too many children and what you should do about it. Here are some things you might hear:

“Do you know what causes that?”

“Wow, you’ve got your hands full!”

“All girls? I hope you’re having a boy this time!”

“You’re done after this one, right?”

Let me assure you that I have answers for all of these questions, and almost none of them have anything to do with Jesus. I am not Michelle Duggar, nor do I want to be (God bless her ovaries). And my husband and I are not trying to “be fruitful and mulitply” or start an Army for God. We are normal people. I don’t know when this world started hating kids, or thinking that there was something wrong with the people who had more than 2.1 children, but it is HELLA annoying when people assume you are retarded, or that you are a nut job with a Bible, and need education on how to NOT have any more kids. I’m sorry, did I ask you? Do I know what causes that? Sure. Do you know what causes this bag of frozen peas to land upside your head? Yeah, it’s cause and effect. I love my husband, he’s kind of hot and we have a pretty friendly disposition towards each other when it comes to the bedroom. Sometimes that equals: babies. You are stupid and rude and sometimes that equals: you getting hurt by frozen peas. See how that works? I’ve got my hands full? Duh. Thanks for noticing, Captain Obvious. You hope I’m having a boy this time? Wow, I didn’t know we were living in China. Hey, and thanks for saying that in front of my daughters. I don’t want them thinking they’re special in any way.

Here’s my point: I’m tired of stupid people. And not just the stupid people at the grocery store either. I’m looking at you Katy Perry with your stupid song about Last Friday Night. Two words for you: sell out. Seriously, I wonder how you sleep at night peddling your crap-lyrics to girls across the nation. And Lady GaGa who is about as originial as Milli Vanilli. Way to use sex appeal like you’re the first person to think of it. You are not as cool as you think you are! Okay, okay, now I’m just being mean. Don’t take me too seriously though, unless of course you trust the opinion of a woman who voted for Sanjaya on American Idol. (I stand by those votes…he had a freaking pony-hawk, people! A pony-hawk!)

But you get it, right? Get what, you say? Good question. God bless us, one and all. Especially the one’s who need frozen peas upside their precious heads.

27
Jul
2011

And then….

categories: April, Friends, God, Julie, Misty

Having just read April’s post about the beginnings of her friendships with me and Misty, I just had to give you the rest of the story. April and I lived near each other for over three years, and during that time we grew as close as sisters. April’s life is in every sense of the word, a three ring circus. Add to that Misty’s frequent visits from the east coast, and life really got exciting. We also had our friend, Maureen, who is my winner of “the Mom of the Year who also doesn’t take herself too seriously” award. It was such a sweet time in my life, and then I moved.

Moved because of my husband’s job. Moved because I knew my husband would regret it if we didn’t. Moved because I felt like God had opened some really heavy doors. Moved because I love my husband.

As you can probably tell, I didn’t want to leave Florida. I had incredible friends, a great church, a fulfilling job, a paradise-inspired neighborhood, and was within a day’s drive of my parents. But you know what I have come to discover (and try to remind myself of frequently)? The “and thens…” of life are often what you end up counting as some of your greatest blessings.

“And then I moved”….turned into “and now we have our surprise blessing.” A few months after moving, my husband and I found out we were pregnant with our sweet daughter. We had prayed for her for years. Since both of our boys were born in Albuquerque, NM, my husband and I had to ask ourselves, “Are we only fertile in high altitude?” (We live in the Rocky Mountain area.)

“And then I moved”….turned into “and now I get to focus on my husband and children and not my social circle.”

“And then I moved”….turned into “and now we get to live in and explore a beautiful part of our country.”

“And then I moved”….turned into “and now I know what it means to bloom where you’re planted.”

I could go on and on about how the sadness turned into joy. Of course, I have my days when I miss April’s circus acts, Misty’s smarty pants comments, and Maureen’s hilarious kitchen get-togethers. But then I just remind myself that I’m moving in a year or two. And then…

22
Jul
2011

The Beginnings (Part One)…..

categories: April, God, Misty

Whenever I run across a blog I really like, I find myself scrolling back to discover its beginnings. With that in mind, I decided to start this blog with OUR beginnings. How I met Misty and Julie and let everything build from there.

I met Misty about 15 years ago now (which by the way blows my mind) at a church we were both starting to attend. The pastor came up to these two young couples (us…back then) and gave us tickets to a AAA baseball game which of course we all politely accepted, even though 3 of the 4 of us hated sports. We endured that day, but little did I know one of the best friendships of my life was just beginning.

I actually remember (I say “actually remember” because I am the queen of forgetfulness and often tell Misty that I need her because she remembers my life WAY better than I do!). Anyway, back to my memory, Misty and I were in a Bible study together and I was thinking it would be really cool to be friends with her…she was and is the funniest person on the planet to me. If you don’t know Misty yet, you will soon be thinking the same thing!

Thankfully, we both helped each other through a lot of CRAP, which cemented our friendship and now there is absolutely no way we can shake each other. She’s stuck with me for life. Or I’m stuck with her. It depends on who’s having the breakdown that week.

Well, that’s enough for this post. I like posts to be short since I, and many of you out there, are ADOS – Attention Deficit….Ooh Shiny. I’ll finish tomorrow with my story of how Julie and I met, another total blessing in my life.