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Cynical Moments in a Disney Blockbuster: Watching Frozen in a Damp RV on a Damp Day

(Note: if you are someone who has been blessed enough to not yet have seen Frozen even once, this will spoil it for you.)

Yay! Motormommy is finally camping! Less than “yay” is the huge split in our RV’s hot water line that, ahem, dampened our camper. (Daddy has already fixed it, which is “yay.”). Also, some rain is dampening the grass and playground equipment. Nothing is dampening our spirits, though!

We watched “Frozen” again this afternoon. I really do love this movie – it’s beautiful and the music was obviously written to be made into a Broadway show. Can’t wait for that.

Still, this has to be the 14,792nd time I’ve seen this movie. I’ve watched it as many times as I read papers and books that I had to critically review in grad school. I think that’s why I’ve started thinking so critically about it.

Here’s what I’ve noticed- what do you think?

1. Kristoff is totally calm about the magic of the winter in summer, but he is totally in shock about someone who would fall in love after 1 day. Even through all the other things that occur, this is the most disbelief we see from Kristoff. Is this Disney’s way of mocking the people who don’t like the fairy tale “love” stuff? I mean, our daughters figure out that they’re not going to run into a talking snow man, is it too much to expect of them to make the jump that Princess isn’t a career and love isn’t really that “magical?”
2. When questioned on his love knowledge, Kristoff cites his friends, who turn out to be the trolls. Do the trolls represent the fairy-love haters of the public? Because they, like the public, are fickle. Even though they’ve taught Kristoff all about real love, they sure are ready to marry him right off to Anna in a hurry. And wouldn’t most of the movie audience, even the fairy-tale-love haters, love to see that wedding sooner than later? Because Kristoff is their creation, right? An honest, imperfect, smelly, not-royal suitor? The antithesis of the typical Disney lover boy?
3. But, shouldn’t we remember what Kristoff does for a living? He sells ice. He’s also the only one outside of the royal family who witnessed the troll incident. Remember the boy and his reindeer watching from the hill? So he’s known all about Elsa’a powers all along, right? Funny he should run into Anna… Is he really any better than Hans? Except he doesn’t want in on the castle, maybe he just wants in on the human ice maker.
4. Olaf will melt in summer. Anna and Kristoff know that. Still, they let him believe he’s going to love summer and he helps them as best as he can to get summer back. Isn’t that a little messed up? Kristoff wanted to tell him the truth, but Anna says no.
5. Olaf has no problem lying. He lies to the marshmallow monster. “All good things, all good things…” And later, he pretends the rocks are Kristoff’s friends.
6. Elsa says we’ll never see her cry. We sure do later on, when she believes Anna is dead.
7. Everyone in the movie lies.
8. Hans does lie, too, of course. But he never tells Anna he loves her. He says he loves crazy. And love is an open door for him. Anna’s love opens a door to a castle he wants to occupy. In fact, no one in this movie says they love anyone.
9. There’s something weird about when Pabbi said, “don’t worry I took away all the magic, but l left the fun.”
10. None of the good guys in this movie would have gotten anything they wanted- Elsa’s control of magic and freedom to use it, Kristoff’s human ice maker connection, Anna’s human companionship, etc. if Anna hadn’t believed in true love and been ready to marry Hans.
11. It is super convenient that, at the end of the movie, everyone was standing on a slightly sunken ship that floats right up when the fjord thaws.

I did just download Hans Christian Anderson’s “The Snow Queen,” the story on which the film was based. I’ll let you know what I find there.

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Happy Halloween!

I obviously love carving pumpkins. It’s a problem at my house. The children, pets and housekeeping all get ignored for cutting up squash. Here’s the details and links to patterns along with a little how-to on a custom design.

This year I represented our family loves.

Buster loves climbing and bananas so he got Morris the Monkey , which is one of many, many free pumpkin carving patterns out there.


Princess loves Lalaloopsy and princesses so she got this one. It turns out that Nick and Disney have no problem with you advertising their shows on your pumpkin for them, so there are lots of great free templates for your favorite characters:


I got this /Motormommy Motorhome pumpkin, courtesy of KOA Campgrounds:

This year I even had two original designs. The first was in honor of my husbands love of wine. I did the design as you see below, but hubby decided to just try to carve through the paper.


Don’t ever do that, by the way. Use a tool or a toothpick to outline the design. Markers can smudge but the little holes let you just connect the dots with whatever carving tool you use. Then remove the pattern but don’t throw it away, you’ll probably need to refer to it because those dots may not make sense on their own.

Here’s the wine pumpkin. I wish we could blame the lettering on wine but it was really just the NyQuil- my husband and children had bad colds before Halloween this year:


Finally, my favorite. Another custom design. If you want to create your own design, go to Google images and search for sillouhettes of the image you want to do. If you want to combine a few elements, copy and padur the images into a word document where you can change the sizing, attach parts of the images or whatever you need. Then print it. Mine wound up having extra elements so I traced just the elements I wanted onto another clean sheet. Then I changed my mind and decided I wanted a positive-space skiier, so I traced again. Here’s images in the process (I recycled the paper so there’s part of a mummy under the final design.).

Finally, my skiier on a white pumpkin:


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Motormommy Turns One

I am a horrible writer. This is not a compliment-baiting pity statement, it’s just true. I use too many words, make a lot of grammatical errors and rarely vary my sentence structure. My vocabulary has proved itself less than impressive, too.

The good news is that I now have a year’ s worth of empirical evidence to prove it. Yup, Motor Mommy is officially one year old today. And that’s how I can officially say that writing is HARD.

Here’s a brief review of the highlights of my crappy writing:

It all started with Roughin’ It, about a camping vacation. Of course it was sarcastic and involved a manhattan.

The first post to be viewed over 100 times was “Family Member Driving Me Bonkers,” which you should read in its entirety if at all.

A lot of my mother-in-law’s friends read it and told her about it because they were concerned it was about her. Incidentally, she has never said any of those things about my house or my clothes or my cooking. At least not to my face.

My most popular posts to date are not my funny sarcastic ones, actually. Most read, of course, is my tribute to Mrs. Vera Anderson. That has to do with her popularity, not mine.

Second most popular was First Steps and Last Steps, my post about euthanizing our dog. I was surprised so many people read that one. It was sad. Many people (including grown men) told me it made them cry. Obviously, a blog about death wouldn’t be very fun, but since that was the subject of my top two post, I wonder if there are other not-so-funny topics I should consider.

Of course, my third most popular post wasn’t written by me at all. It was by Motorbrother Ben who refuses to start his own blog. But I may make him guest blog again. Because he is funny.

I did receive some recognition for Motormommy. Figenza vodka retweeted my post about my husband’s new balls; called “Blood Orange Figenza and My Husband’s New Balls.”. And Daily Buzz Moms gave me a shout-out as one of their featured 9 back in December. Alas, I didn’t notice either recognition until months later. I don’t even know what post Daily Buzz Moms featured.

That’s because I’m not doing it for recognition. Don’t get me wrong, I have an ego and it is pleased when I see that a post has 500+ views. But the writing is therapy, for me.

There are very few hobbies in my life that I’ve done for a full year, and I can’t think of anything I’ve done for so long in spite of sucking very badly.

But I can’t seem to stop writing. Being around kids all day, there are many ideas I don’t get to express. Thoughts pile up in my head all day or week or even month sometimes. Then I finally get a second at my computer or my phone and take them out and organize them into piles that make sense. I clean them up and put them put on the line. Then I feel fresh and presentable. It’s a lot more like doing laundry than you might think.

You, dear reader, are the reason I clean my crazy ideas up into words. I’m l
using you, I’m sorry. But you are providing me an invaluable service and in exchange I promise to provide some laughs or insight or at least work on my grammar a little.

Thank you for reading. I know there’s a lot of words and I appreciate the time you make for me in your Internet-viewing time.

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Campers and Determined, Mobile Toddlers; a Good Mix?

I can’t believe I haven’t posted anything about motorhomin’ yet (when you read “motorhomin'” it should sound the way “motorboatin'” does in Little Big Town‘s “Pontoon.” I just decided that.  “In a Rrrr Vvv… Out here in the open…motorhomin’.”) We started in April and went 5 weekends in a row. Of course, I do believe I might be ridiculed for blogging by the fire.  So that’s part of my excuse.

During that timeframe, baby Buster turned 1. We threw him a nice sock monkey party which he seemed to like.  But more importantly, he’s 1 now.  I don’t know if you’ve had experience with a one-year-old boy, but they are strong for their size.  And awkwardly mobile.  Somehow, either crawling or with his lurching walk, he can identify and get to the most dangerous item in a room in seconds.

Which means camping with him is a much different experience than last year. His mobility is something I’m proud of and grateful for, but it makes being in a camper difficult. Campers are designed to provide as much convenience as possible in a very small package. That means important switches, etc., are usually placed right at perfect toddler height.

In fact, if you could magically de-electrify, unsharp, and remove all flame-creating items from a camper and place that squishy foamy stuff under the stuff that would be climbed and then fallen off of, you could charge a small fortune for toddlers to visit. Because thy LOVE that every hole, toilet, switch, bed, and dangerous item is just at their level.  Add a steering wheel and a radio from 1992 like my RV has, and it’s toddler heaven.  The old-fashioned heavy metal seatbelts can amuse my three-year-old for hours.

Even the larger, newer motorhomes aren’t designed with children’s safety in mind.  They’re a little better, but there’s just no way to fit what needs to be fitted in a camper while keeping stuff out of kids’ reach.

So, here, I bare all.  The true danger I expose my children to camping in our camper. (Not to mention how old and messy my camper is.)  Enjoy this gallery of what a 1-year-old loose in our camper’s adventure might entail.  Click on one of the pictures to have the gallery open into a slide show.  (Please note that no toddlers are ever harmed in the photographing of or act of camping.  We actually don’t have hot coffee over his head- we make it after he wakes up.  And we don’t let him wander around the camper.  And we have those safety things for the outlets, too.  Mostly, we use common sense.  So don’t go getting all DCF on me.)

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