Monday, July 20, 2009

I love a good sale!

Friday afternoon I thought it would be lots of fun to take Beebs and Annie to the mall...ride the carousel, a promise of a $5 or less prize from the Disney store, and some type of food treat. That all goes back to one of the questions from the Chapman castle, and yes, I am the crazy person that gave her children too much sugar on Friday afternoon, which is probably the reason I was "flusterated", a Beebs word, when we left the mall. That and the fact that I tried on bathing suits, because I am so tired of wearing the same one day after day to the pool, beach, grocery store, Lowe's. I always wear a cover up at the store. Anyway, I found two suits at Macy's after trying on maybe 1200! I now have buyer's remorse because the 25% sale on the suits at Macy's still made them about $75. I wore one and I love it and wouldn't trade it! The other one, not so much. I decided before I even left the store that I shouldn't have bought it and I am taking it back today. Yesterday I was talking to my friend, Roaming the Halls, and she told me to look at one of her fav websites for a swim suit, because she had gotten one there. It reminded me that I had found several that I liked earlier in the summer at Newport News, but I never pay full price, so I was waiting for them to go on sale. Then, RTH says, "Beauty and the Bates taught me to always look for a coupon code when buying something online!" That Ashley, she's a bargain hunter. Anyway, I found my few bathing suits (can't tell ya how many, b/c Daddy might read this), used my 20% off coupon code which saved me $18.60 and my free shipping code which still cost me $15 b/c I had to have them express shipped, and paid the same amount for my FEW bathing suits as I paid for one at Macy's. I was so happy with myself that I might just have to tell Daddy about that one! On second thought, "Oh honey, I've had these!" Thanks mom for teaching me right!

Moral of the story, buy online because you won't get "flusterated" at the mall and you can find huge savings! I love a good sale!!!

Friday, July 17, 2009

Questions from the Castle

Well, as I have told you before, strange things happen in our little castle. Here are some questions to ponder from my week...

There are most likely only two answers, Beebs or Annie. See how many you can get right!

Why is there a lima bean in my hall floor?

Why did someone pee on the pool deck during swim lessons tonight?

Who is awesome and passed her swim test this week?

Who has gone off the diving board at least 4000 times after passing her swim test?

Who thinks that hot pink shorts with black lightning bolts on them match a light blue shirt with a kitty on it and actually wore it to school?

Who had to have the shampoo rinsed out of her hair with the kitchen sink sprayer after lotion was applied and pajamas put on because she didn't rinse her hair after washing it? Picture that one...Daddy holding her horizontally over the sink so as not to get the pajamas wet and me trying to spray the hair of a squirmy worm.

Who goes to the desk at the pool just about every time we are there for a bandaid?

Who decorated my coffee cup with half a box of Sponge Bob bandaids and a few princess stickers?

Who knocked my plant off the fireplace hearth while performing one of three shows in a night?

Why do we have three shows a night in our living room?

Who has worn "high heels" all week with every outfit and begged to wear them to school?

Who wore tall black boots with a Dora bathing suit, a silver belt and a beach hat to take Hemmer for a walk this evening? (I must figure out how to post the pic from my cell phone because it is hilarious!)

Why did I pack a bag for Hemmer to go to school today but I didn't pack one for Annie?

Who had a doughnut, a succer, cotton candy and a milkshake all within three hours this afternoon?

Who is the crazy person that gave her children all that sugar?

Who can't wait for a mini vacation next week? That would be me!

Who won't shut up while I'm trying to type this blog? That would not be either of my children! I hope they are close to sweet slumber.

Friday, July 10, 2009

Mommy, I found a possum...

We play outside alot in our neighborhood. In the sixteen houses on our street live 20 kids. So, today, as the girls are riding their bikes and playing together (surprisingly) on the streeet because no one else was out, Beebs yells to Ev and me (on the front porch enjoying our fav beverage, beer), "Mommy and Daddy, I found a possum."

"Oh good for you," we say not thinking anything of it. Now, there is a clear plastic cup laying in the yard (and no, we're not white trash) because I forgot to bring it in Wednesday. The angels keep on riding their bikes and pushing Hemmer and Josephine (another story for another day) in their kid size buggies up and down from Mrs. Sandy's mailbox to Mrs. Jenn's mailbox because that's as far as they are allowed to go. Beebs keeps on bragging about the possum, to which we reply, "Yeah, a possum, that's so cool," still not thinking anything about it. Mr. Strong comes by with Charlie the dog and we chit chat, all the while the possum comments still flying around.

Then, in the blink of an eye, both girls are standing on the front porch with clear plastic cup full of what looks like leaves and dirt and nothing else in hand, saying, "Daddy, we're taking care of the possum, look, we gave him some dirt and leaves so he'll feel at home." Daddy, acting interested takes the clear plastic cup from Beebs and says, "Holy (something) there's a creature in there!"

Ev, Mr. Strong and I all take a closer look into the clear plastic cup. I'm thinking, "Holy (something) my precious angel has picked up a nasty animal!" Not a fan of a nasty animal. Inside the clear plastic cup we all three see tiny pink feet and gray fur. Lord help me, it's a freaking mole. Beebs has picked up a freaking mole and put it in a clear plastic cup with dirt and leaves. I thought for a second it might be a shrew because big cat, June Kitty Cash, kills them all the time and leaves them in the garage right below the laundry chute for me. But, no, it was a mole, just like in some children's book we have with a sweet little mole in it. But these little you know whaters will dig up all the beautiful grass and flowers we have worked so hard on. He is the ENEMY!

Daddy tells Beebs that our new little possum/mole friend would be a nice treat for June Kitty Cash. So, the angels take off to find her and present her with a gift. At this point, we are telling Mr. Strong goodbye. The angels are at the bottom of the driveway out of our sight calling for Junebug. As we turn the corner from the sidewalk onto the driveway we see Beebs pouring the contents of the "mole cup" over the fence to Josey Wales, the huge Lab Rottwieler mix baby dog that we love. By the way, he kills possum for fun!

Beebs has been checking on "that thang" as she is calling it. It's still kicking, but, at least Josey has a new toy which will end up like all of his other toys, shredded. Mr. Mole isn't dead yet, but at least we haven't done anything with the back yard yet so he (the enemy) can't tear it up. It should be an interesting evening at the Chapman castle.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

"Take that Sharpie away from her..." my mother said

as we were talking on the phone and Annie was telling me that she was going to use it for her tattoo. Life is funny, you know. You have this picture in your mind of how life will be with children, then you have these precious wonderful (insane) children who write on themselves with Sharpies over and over and over again. Think about June Cleaver for a minute. I am the exact opposite! As we were putting on our swim suits to go to the pool after dinner because Daddy wasn't home yet, I was DONE, and the children needed something to tire them out besides Benadryl, I looked around and realized that my house is an absolute disaster. Plus the fact that I am 38 years old and my mother still loves to tell me what to do. I understand though and I know that someday I'll do the same thing. Love you Mom!

Anyway, back to the Sharpie. It is now and always has been a black Sharpie. A fat one, a fine point, a medium point, but definitely permanent. It's been on her lips. "I use dat as lipstick, Mommy," she told me the first time. "Look I make you floors pretty," another. Legs, bathroom counters, walls, paper (my personal favorite because I can throw it away), and my dining room table, to name a few. Sorry Granny. It was only a small dot on the dining room table and it is still just as beautiful as the day you gave it to me! Just think of it this way Granny, someday we can look at the table and remember, well probably not dinner, but Annie writing on it with a Sharpie. I really should just throw them all out and believe me, I've tried, but they reappear. They are like, well I can't think of anything that reappears all the time right now, but whatever reappears, that's what Sharpies are in the Chapman castle.

Then there's Beebs. Good Lord I love that child. As I'm carrying Annie through the kitchen to her room (and she's screaming at the top of her lungs because she wants me to carry her), Daddy says, "What's wrong with her?" To which I reply, "She doesn't want to walk, she wants me to carry her to her D-A-M-N bed." (I was spelling that out for him so the children wouldn't be screaming damn at day school tomorrow). So, Beebs says, "I know you just said damn." I think she just wanted to say it, but curse learning to spell!

Now as I sit on the deck reflecting on my day (and working on my fav Corona Light), I realize that, oh here they come again. GET IN THE DAMN BED! But I'm only screaming it in my mind...this time!

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

Ark and Eben

I taught the girls The Lord's Prayer and listen to them say it each night before they lay in their beds and play and get up 500 times after we've asked (yelled at them) not to and eventually go to sleep.

Here's their version, with a few lines from each Beebs and Annie, which I love and I'm sure when God hears it he gets a kick out of it. You know he has a great sense of humor (I mean look at us!)...

Annie: (these are just a few lines from Annie that I love, not her whole prayer) "Fadder ark and eben; on earth and eben; gibe us debts gibe us debtors" (Presbyterians say debts and debtors, not the other way)

Beebs: She says the whole thing perfectly, except "delete us from temptation". We all need to be deleted from temptation!

Monday, July 6, 2009

Rainy Days and Monday's - but I'm not down

Well, this is my first post, so I'll give you a run down of the last week and maybe you'll figure out how a day in the life usually goes.

I was walking in the front door on Thursday and looked to my left as I was passing through the doorway. There it was, the face of Abe Lincoln, glued to the door frame, which led me to my new saying, "You know you live with Annie when...". So, you know you live with Annie when you find a penny glued to your door frame. "How did that get there," I say. "I do dat, Mommy," Annie answers.

Soon after, we were speeding down the front sidewalk on the toddler riding toy (which neither child really fits on anymore), which is part of our outside routine. I was watching and thinking, it's amazing that neither one has ever fallen off and hurt something really badly! Never think things like that, because then they happen. Sure enough, Beebs fell of and skinned her knee REALLY BADLY! Then she fell at Aunt Dena's pool the next day and skinned the same spot and I think at some point throughout the weekend, she did it again. She thinks Neosporin hurts and would not let me get close to her with it. So, I did what any good mother would do, I waited until she fell asleep and put the Neosporin and a band aid on it. Those were Beebs' 4th of July injuries. I got stung by a bee on the middle finger (I would show you if I could) on the 3rd. That's about the extent of my 4th injuries, besides the trauma my body suffered after participating in the Slip 'n Slide with my kids. Trust me, you really shouldn't do anything like that after a certain age! I realized that day that I am actually getting old. Annie, surprisingly, suffered minor injuries over our short holiday break. Very unusual for the messes she gets into. She did sleep all night in the tent in the back yard with Daddy on the 4th and was very excited about camping (she didn't get that from me, but I'm working on it).

Speaking of Daddy, his forehead is finally clearing up after his acrobats in the neighborhood pool - the very shallow end that is. He decided to show Beebs a back flipped and skinned his forehead. The scab has brought great laughter to my life for the past week! Beebs kept saying, "I told him he should go to the deep end, Mommy, but he didn't listen!"

So, I guess you get that we are all kind of clumsy and accident proned. Everett usually isn't, but he's had his share lately. Annie is usually the worst of us all, what with getting her finger stuck in the syrup bottle and her head stuck in her potty seat (very funny)! She brings great laughter into our lives too.

Beebs has taken to giving strikes to grown ups lately. You know, three strikes your out. That's how we go about punishment. She gave two to Nahnie (Dana) last night and hasn't even told her about it. The thing is though, and I told her, "You can't give Nahnie strikes for saying two bad words when you were eavesdropping on our phone conversation." This morning she was rambling about something Grandmama and I were talking about on the phone 2 weeks ago. Apparently, Elizabeth Rae is quite the Nosy Nelly!

I could go on and on, but I will leave you with this for now, yes, our blog name is from Queen's "We are the Champions" and we do sing it we are the Chapman's because that is what Everett did as a kid!