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April 22, 2014

Lovely warm Easter Sunday:





Followed by an absolutely perfectly uneventful Marathon Monday.  38,000 runners and a million spectators strong, the only stories were of the uplifting, inspiring, human interest variety.

Like the Hoyts, who have inspired all of New England for most of my life and who thought last year would be their last race but decided the 37th time was the charm.

And these people, whose names are unknown but whose deed has gone viral for all the right reasons.

I couldn’t be prouder of my city and my people.  Boston Strong notwithstanding, I cried about 97 times yesterday, for all the right reasons.

Even the weather cooperated – it was about 60 and sunny with a nice breeze.  I managed to run a couple of miles around the Cambridge/Watertown side of the Charles after work.


April 18, 2014

Scenes from Alistair’s 8th birthday party…

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A good time had by all.


April 8, 2014

When Alistair quit tae quon do last fall, we agreed that he’d try something else.  He chose art classes, and began in January.

The studio held its annual exhibition on Sunday.




Then yesterday was his birthday – eight years old.  Unbelievable.

Every year on his birthday we take him on a field trip of his choice, this year he chose the Museum of Fine Arts.  So he went to school, and I dismissed him at 10:30 – his class sang happy birthday to him and gave him a card before he left.  He and I then spent a happy few hours wandering around the museum, which has installed a new quilt exhibition since the last time we were there.





He has an affinity for patterns – he was fascinated by the quilts, how so many repeats of the same small pattern can be combined to make a big pattern.  And then he proceeded to find patterns throughout the museum – this was his favorite.




We had a little lunch in the museum cafe, and then headed home.




Dinner was the birthday boy’s choice – tacos.  And then it was time for a few presents and a little cake; his party isn’t til Saturday.





April 4, 2014

Tuesday morning was April Fools Day.  We kicked things off with pudding in the boys’ morning cups of milk, tee hee – got ‘em good with that one.

Then it was breakfast for dinner night – baked French toast.

And for dessert – fried eggs.


Orange jello on a circle of Cool Whip.  They loved it.


Today is the Red Sox home opener – in my book it’s the first day of the season, and baseball in Boston means it’s springtime.




Go Sox!  Go Springtime!


April 1, 2014

Knitting content ahead!  Not an April Fool!

Two pregnant coworkers; one due in May with her second son, one due in June with her first.



In other news, Alistair came home from school on Friday with this in his backpack:



Couldn’t be prouder of my little man.


March 26, 2014

Every once in a while I stumble across something that makes me go “oooh”.

A few weeks ago we went to Sonic for lunch, and Larry got a pretzel dog – a hot dog in a pretzel-bread bun.  They screwed up his order by putting mustard on it, but that’s a separate issue.

At the time, I thought “oooh”.  I like pretzels, I like hot dogs – I bet together they’re better than the sum of their parts.  And so I began to noodle.

A week or so ago I bought a box of the soft pretzels you buy at the grocery store.  They’re frozen, but I thought if I thawed them out I could unwrap them and mold them around hot dogs.

I was wrong.


They were soft, but they were brittle.  I managed to unwrap one, but it split into three pieces.  So I threaded the hot dogs through the pretzels and baked them that way.

They tasted okay, but not at all what I was shooting for.  Those pretzels aren’t all that good by themselves, truth be told.

Enter Pinterest.  One search of “pretzel dog” and I had more recipes than I could possibly have hoped for.

I picked this one (, and we tried it last night.


Holy moly, they were good.  The outside was a little crisp, but the inside was soft and fluffy.

Only downside is that you make the dough from scratch, so it takes some commitment of time – it worked for us yesterday because Tuesdays are my work-from-home day, but otherwise it would have to be a weekend dinner.  I would also use the dough recipe if I were ever so inclined to make giant pretzels.



March 24, 2014

With all due respect to T.S. Eliot, March is the cruellest month; it’s a long and fickle month at the best of times, but this year it’s been worse longer and later than usual.

It’s a beautifully bright and sunny day today, but it’s also 20 degrees.

There is a snowstorm in the forecast, with accumulations ranging from nothing at all to 6-12 inches, depending on which channel you prefer.

Did I mention this storm is coming tomorrow?  I mean, I can handle this sort of up-in-the-airness in the five-day forecast, but it’s due to arrive in the next 24 hours.

I have seen exactly one small green thing sprouting in my front yard.  One.

I think this year March came in like a lion and seems as though maybe it will go out like one, too.




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