Where does TCMH come from?

A long time ago, when Higgy posted comments on the Dave Barry blog, he didn't want to use names. So once upon a time before I was TCMH, I was TFMH - The Future Mrs. Higgy. Then I became The Current Mrs. Higgy. But I also consider other c adjectives - crazy, cunning, clever, careful, competitive, cheerful (HA!), competent... I even said to him, shouldn't it just be TMH or TC&FMH. But I hate thinking of names for sites and I didn't want to use my name, so I used it. So that, dear reader is where TCMH comes from.

Another day down...

Happy thoughts - the simple things,

• a pair of dump trucks and a bobcat to start O's day with a laugh and shout.
• finding the missing "O" to his name stool - under the stove - it's been gone so long a friend of my parents had already made us a new one
• routines - they help with the stress of a missing parent - even if Higgy isn't here, the routine is helping O cope
• 80 mile drive to San Ramon, took 80 mins - both there and back! I hope tomorrow is the same.
  

Things aren't all perfect though. With the smoky air, school has been limiting the amount of outside play. O is going to bed at least an hour later than usual because he has so much extra energy. At least I realized that was the problem and adjusted tonight. No reason to have the endless get back in bed conversation for two hours.

2 days down, 4 more to go. and in 2 days, I have reinforcements.

I made it through the morning

3:30a alarm clock and Higgy is out of bed, getting ready for an early morning flight to Europe. Back to sleep, only to wake up as he walks in and out of the door waiting for the very late shuttle to take him to the airport. I found notes all over the house, making me smile, making me miss him even though he was just at the airport.

O was up just after I showered, enough to just settle him into our bed while I got ready for the day. We were able to share a little quiet time before L was up - which makes the start of the day so much easier. Somehow, we were all dressed, sunblocked, and fed before the 7a work day began. O even had his lunch packed - with a cookie.

I hope tomorrow works this well.

So many books so little time (6)

After reading In a Dark House, I wanted to read more - more brain candy, so I went to my local independent bookstore and picked up what he had for Deborah Crombie (including 2 of one by accident). And then I went on a binge of junk reading the first 5 books in the series. I don't think I read any of these over more than 1 day:

All Shall be Well
A Share in Death
Leave the Grave Green
Mourn Not Your Dead
Dreaming of the Bones

These are not as good as In a Dark House, but I feel I know the characters more.

And for book club, I read Kim Stanley Robinson's The Years of Rice and Salt. That one took a week of dedicated reading every night. It was interesting, but if the author hadn't been coming to book club, I would have stopped after 100 pages. I don't feel like it was a waste of time and after talking to Stan, I would have to say I think more favorably on it now than I did before.

But I've just been too busy to think about what I read and then write - sorry.

In fact, I keep think I read something else since I last wrote. For the life of me, I can't think of what it would be? I know I started Your Money or Your Life - maybe that's what's nagging at me?

Trampoline

Nothing like the shiny happy face of your neighbor and her friends, cousins, ??? as they pop in and out of view. Or maybe it was the many months without the trampoline due to the tree collapse - I'm sure it was one of them that made me happy.

A clean car

Yes, it is the little things - a shiny, clean (or better than it was, at least) car.

In a Dark House - Deborah Crombie

Set in London, this detective story must be part of a series. Rarely do I pick up a book in the middle of a series, but this time I did without even knowing it. I don't even know how this book ended up on my "To Read" pile - probably the friend I currently work for... I enjoyed the obviously recurring characters along with the mystery itself. While many mystery books rely on coincidences to make things happen, this one turned them around a little bit.

I find myself wanting to read the books that precede this one and the ones that come after; a good sign. I may keep it and re-read it when I get to it's spot on the chronological order of the series. But I'll definitely pass it around to other readers.