Am I like the Capitol?

So I recently read the Hunger Games trilogy in about 2 1/2 days. I'm horrible at putting down a book once I've opened it. I remember growing up I would get up eat breakfast and then go to my room and read until lunch, make something that I could eat and read at the same time and go back to reading my mom had to force me out of the house and usually I would try to sneak the book with me!! This was obviously during the summer time! And now that I'm a stay at home mommy I literally try NOT to read because I know I will put Anton in front of a movieso I can read!! It is a very serious struggle, and my dear husband is usually pretty good about the whole thing I just tell him let me just finish these books so I can be done them and be back to my normal self :) and he does well considering its been quite a few months since I picked up my last book anyway, and that I rarely ask for anything. ANYWAY... this darn book has me thinking so hard about if I am the Capitol... And let me say that the main characters in this book are written so selflessly and they give everything for their families and for others. So of course the Capitol is the place where they have plenty and they actually drink stuff to make them throw up so they can eat more :/ so no I don't throw up so I can eat more but I do think of how much we have that we waste sometimes, like the two nectarines I forgot we had until I smelled them ewww..... So I have been thinking how can I become more selfless ( I'm going to start small and work my way up) in my family. What can I go without so that my family can have more so that I can teach Anton that the best feelings in life are that of self sacrifice and giving to others.. I do realize that this will be lost on my almost 3 year old, however maybe if he sees it he will model it?? So has anyone else ever read a book and realized that your life is closer relatd to the antagonist versus the heroine? Ok ok side note, Anton s listening to the lion kings " I just cant wait to be king" and smiling so big!! I love that kid!

Keep on trucking....

So nothing too exciting just want to keep the momentum going with the blog!! I think we have like 26 more days left in the camper, thank goodness! The toilet smells of nasty death every time you flush I mean so awful I flush hold my breath and wash my hands so fast, thinking I'm turning onthe hot water but realizing you have to flip the switch for he hot water at least 30 min in advance... So wash it with cold water turn on the fan and shut the door!! Also I needed a small break from the wrestling gentleman known as Anton and Ivan, so I went and laid on my bed while they continued their wrestling match on Anton's bed... But of course 2 min after I lay down the match moves to my bed... One on the right side one on the left side throwing Anton's cars slippers at each other while trying to get them to ricochet and hit me for bonus points... Ugh... (and cute).... So I snatch the slippers away and tell they can't have them back because they are hitting me in the head and not listening ( all the time looking at Ivan then to Anton and then back) so Anton instructs daddy to cry so that I will give them back the shoes!?! Exposed! I then told daddy that crying uld not get him the shoes back but talking to me and coming to an agreement would, so. Would move all the way to the right and they would continue to play to the left of me and they would try or to hit me in the head (yeah right!) ... I sure hope the darn lesson sunk in... Even as I'm writing this I still can't believe he gave himself away just like that!! Oops so that ties in because I tried to go to another area in the camper but as its so stinking small everyone is always right there and I just need some space!! 26 more days!!

Are you stitching kidding me?

Awww, my life it's never a breeze or uncomplicated for some reason :) so let's back track to Wednesday evening, My lovely husband was flushing out our trailers toilet cuz I kept complaining about passing out from the stench... So he would fill it up with the hose and then dump it all, fill it up dump it... And on the third and final fill... The neighbors brought their new hound dogs out so of course we went to see them and play with them and, yep you guessed it Ivan looked back at the trailer and water was coming out of the seams :( so he ran over and turned off the water, but the floor was covered in two inches of toilet/water junk.... So quickly he went to his shop and got the shop vac and cleaned it all up whilst Anton and I went to dinner with some other neighbors. When we came back Ivan was finally done and so I went and sanitized and washed the floors and walls. I mean I know I needed to mop but really??? That's just excessive ;) Fast Forward to today... Staple removal day... So Ivan drops me off at 3 and decided to stay in the car with Anton because he DID NOT want to be in the room... Ok so I'm braving this alone... Go in she takes them out with out hardly any pain!! She steri strips me and away I go. I'm thinking easy as pie... Ha! So we go back to base and are pulling up to get our mail when I look down and have bled thru my pants, tank top and t-shirt... Call the doc while Ivan goes to get the mail and they say come back in... Go back get cleaned up, more steri strips and some gauze and am told that my belly button opening is probably going to want to drain so to just not take a shower and keep putting gauze on it for about a day and half so that it will scab itself :o I was a tiny bit confused as the last 7 days with staples I thought it was healing and supposed to be forming those scab things, I guess not?? So we went and bought some gauze, and some big bandiads to keep it clean and let it leak :) ha ha I swear things are never just simple... But what are you going to do? It is what it is!! ( oh and I totally just sneezed while waiting this and pretty sure there's no more scab there even if there was to begin with!) On to a better and funny note Anton cracked me up and hurt my feelings a tiny bit yesterday... I was singing in the car while we were driving to his friends house and he says " mommy stop stop... Your hurting my ears and cars ears... Mommy say sorry to Anton and car" so I say sorry to Anton and he then says " now say your sorry to car" so I say sorry car. And then Anton says " yeah you hurted cars ears and my ears" ...... Aww... All my lovely husband has to say about the whole thing is that's my boy, Im proud of you Anton... Maybe I need singing lessons what do you think?