Monday reading (or trying to...)

I hope everyone had (or, in the U.S., is still having) a wonderful weekend.  With my new work commitments, and the blizzard last weekend, and the non-blizzard this weekend,  I'm very glad to have this day off, after catching up yesterday with all the domestic stuff.

After reading most of an unusual and excellent biography during the blizzard, I found myself needing something entertaining and unchallenging in its slushy aftermath ... and for me, that's usually a mystery.  I remember being a little disappointed in Charles Finch's first Charles Lenox mystery, but the series has grown on me a little.  Good, not great, but the latest one --  Death in the Small Hours -- was perfect comfort reading for the bus {understandably, even the bus was off its routines last week} and snatches of reading in between . When I finished it, I picked up and then abandoned two other mysteries I had gotten from the library. Finally, though, I remembered that I still have two unread Deborah Crombies on my bookshelves and the new one will be out very soon, so I started reading Necessary as Blood, and all was well. :)

On the other hand, I was just about to bundle up {windy and cold today, but bright and sunny} and go for a walk -- mostly because I've been looking forward to getting back to the Georgette Heyer {Bath Tangle, recommended by Michelle} that I have on my Ipod, before I forget who all the characters are -- only to find that it had lost all of its charge.  Arrgh!!