2 posts tagged “formula one”

I just want to give some love to the following:

Gary Schmidt. This guy is awesome. Trouble is one of the best books I've read in a long time.

The Twilight series. Okay, so it doesn't really need any love from me, but I just read New Moon, Eclipse and Breaking Dawn in the past few days and I'm glad to know it exists out there. The world is slightly better having been introduced to sweet vegetarian vampire love!

LeMans Karting. Feel like a Formula One driver for just a few twenties. Go Lewis!

My Mom's healing hands. And her professional website. Go Mom!

And that's it for this moment ...

We just got back from our annual trip to the East Coast, where we did all the things we

ALWAYS DO (the Zeh-Bateman alliance has increased our Ability to Get in a Rut exponentially, and our offspring -- well, boy, does she love a routine). We went to the same Mexican restaurant, the same Long Island beaches, the same parks, the same ... wait, there WAS one difference. I experienced the first weekend away from my Darling Three-Year-Old-- an almost unmitigated success -- and began the first of what will hopefully last for at least the next 34 years and 11 months.

Eric is a huge Formula One racing fan, and I have gotten interested in it during the past few years. Once I noticed that the 18-19 races per year were all in Fantastically Awesome places (Australia, Spain and all over Western Europe, Japan, China, Bahrain, Monaco, Turkey, Brazil, Malaysia, Singapore, and on and on) I suggested that over our lifetime together, we try to get to see all of them. Eric Lives the Dream, and I get to see Fabulous Exotic Locations. What could be better?

The small matter of having no money has been standing in our way, but this year we started the journey at the Grand Prix du Canada in Montreal. We flew the red-eye, dropped off Ainsley with my parents in New Jersey and drove the six hours north to the luxurious Travelodge By The Airport (which actually turned out to be awesome). For the first evening alone in years, I settled in to choose between the two books I had brought for the weekend.

These were The Road and Case Histories.

As you may know, since I became a parent, I have had issues with Books That Put Kids in Danger. Who doesn't? I knew very, very little about either of these (the pastor at the church I've been going to recommended The Road, and my book club had chosen Case Histories in my absence).

I open The Road and read the dust jacket blurb. Father, son, "burned America" ... not for me, missing my baby and worrying that something awful would happen while I was gone. Case Histories looked much more promising. It billed itself as a "literary thriller" and interesting psychological study. Sounds great!

Until the end of the first chapter, where the angelic three-year-old VANISHES and IS NEVER FOUND. OH MAN!