Wednesday, January 31, 2007

Molly Ivins, 1944-2007 

As I pulled into the home garage after class tonight, I was saddened by the announcement on NPR that Molly Ivins passed away today. A smart, outspoken, proud liberal with an amazing sense of political humor, her words always cut to the chase for me while also providing a glimpse at the lighter side of the god-awful.

Another luminous inspiration taken from us by breast cancer.

Posted by Beth Henderson at 8:38 PM
Tuesday, January 30, 2007

I'm So Slick 

While I was in the company kitchen getting tea, I walked over to get half & half out of the fridge, and one of the accountants diplomatically told me I had a sticker on the back of my pants, so I looked down and I still had the big rectangular sticker listing the size of my new jeans that The Girl bought for me last night.

So I said, "Thank you! Can you tell I have new pants on today? And you're the only person who bothered to let me know!"

But the sticker didn't come off cleanly, so now I've got these bits of sticky white stuff. Perhaps it was because it was on the back of my leg, so I had been sitting on it on my drive in and at my desk, so I warmed it up a bit.

I'm a smooth operator.

Posted by Beth Henderson at 9:50 AM

More Scenic Avon Walk? 

Last year the Avon Walk went from U Mass Boston north through Boston and Cambridge. For those of us who stopped at the 13 miles, we then bussed to Malden, where the Wellness Village was on a set of ballfields. The 13 mile route back to U Mass on Sunday morning took us through (not really) scenic Everett, past fuel storage sites and back through Boston.

This year the Boston Avon Walk will be again starting at U Mass but the Wellness Village is at Prowse Farm in Canton, to the south of the city. This is a much more rural-suburban area, so I'm hoping that it will be fabulous scenery - lots of pictures!!! The route will skirt around the Blue Hills Reservation, but won't actually go onto any trails (too much ankle risk with all those walkers, plus trail impact from all those feet).

Ironically, Prowse Farm is owned by Meditch, with whose systems my company's products frequently interface. A not favorite classmate of mine works there, too. But the nonprofit Friends of Prowse Farm have a management agreement with Meditech, and the farm is operated as a historic site.

Posted by Beth Henderson at 9:35 AM
Friday, January 19, 2007

Picture It: Tuscany, 2001 

Way back in September 2001 we packed up for a trip to Tuscany with my parents, Biggest Sister and her husband. We all stayed just outside of Castellina in Chianti for a week, then we came home while the rest went to Venice for a week. I've recently unearthed some of the photos, from the day we went to Pisa. Click on the photo to get to the whole set, with commentary on most of them. I'll add more when I find them. Enjoy!

Posted by Beth Henderson at 3:35 PM
Wednesday, January 03, 2007

Avon Progress Continues 

Two shout outs in two days! The Girl's sister - we'll call her Sole Sis - has jumped on board and is helping me reach my fundraising goal for the 2007 Avon Walk! Good thing I dusted off the sneakers to get my ass in gear and start training.

I'm off this afternoon for Muskegon, but the forecast is for unseasonably mild weather both here and in Michigan, so I'll be getting in a walk tomorrow morning before my client meeting, perhaps on the shore of Lake Michigan. Think of the photo ops!

Posted by Beth Henderson at 6:19 AM
Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Avon and Aisle Walking 

A big shout out to Denise of Life, Law, Gender for getting the ball rolling on my fundraising for the 2007 Avon Walk!

Also, belated congratulations to Denise for finishing up, walking down the graduation aisle and receiving her JD in December! Way to go! Clearly, I'm still catching up on all the blog reading I didn't get done during last semester – sounds like another resolution in the making…

Posted by Beth Henderson at 10:53 AM
Monday, January 01, 2007

Happy New Year 

We had a fabulous New Year's Eve last night and this morning. Our friends Cyndi and Laura joined us. Cyndi and I have known each other since elementary school - okay, with about a 10 year gap in there for good measure, but that gap closed several years ago. Now that The Girl and I have moved, we live only a few miles from Cyndi and her wife, and it's wonderful to see them more often.

So they arrived last evening around 5:30 and our New Year's Eve was good to go! Of course, food was the featured event of the pre-midnight schedule. They kindly brought festive beverage mixings as well as some delish meatballs in the best sauce ever, along with some zucchini square thingies (which I found mixed quite well with the meatball sauce). This was followed up with our sophisticahted (no, that's not a typo, it's a pronunciation guide) menu of spicy-crusted shrimp with remoulade sauce (served in martini glasses, of course, just like in the photo, hence the sophisticahtion), prime rib, asparagus with hollandaise and polenta with crimini mushroom-butter sauce. Yes, not so much light fare, but yummy! And actually, some of it was from Cooking Light, or as we refer to it, Cooking Light-er.

An exciting development during the evening was that one or both of our friends might be joining my sisters and me on the Avon Walk this year! They have to check their schedule of whether that's a child custody weekend or not (they have the kids most of the time, but the dad - another high school friend) has every other weekend. Check the team walk page to see if more names have been added. Last year was a great event, and hopefully this year will be even better.

But back to now. After dinner we adjourned to the living room to play The Newlywed Game, which our friends had given us last year after we got married. They took the plunge this year, so we gave it a whirl. Warning to any same sex couples - this is a very heterocentric game, but we did find that trying to adapt it added to the fun of the evening. By the time we finished (they won), it was 11:30 and time to get ready to ring in 2007 with Dick Clark. Poor Dick - he's doing much better than last year, but he really wasn't ready to handle the countdown. We thought it was a good production choice when Ryan Seacrest was marking off the last minute and building the excitement, but then he handed it off to Dick for the last 20 seconds and he instantly fell behind on the count. By the time he announced Happy New Year we already were clinking glasses.

Then it was a call to the kids at their dad's to wish them a Happy New Year (and see if they managed to stay up). Not only had they stayed up, but they had also stayed up fairly late the night before, so apparently there is crankiness on the horizon for today. The Girl and I don't have to deal with this kind of thing, as The Boys never try to stay up past their bedtime, and in fact encourage napping whenever feasible.

After cheers were made and the excitement subsided from the annual fever pitch, we went downstairs to the music/family room and jammed! Cyndi and Laura are both music teachers, so The Girl got on the drums, Cyndi on the keys, Laura on guitar and I bounced around between singing, helping out on the keys, declining to pick up my own guitar that I haven't played since starting law school three years ago, and inflating and making up the new queen size Aerobed with the heated cover. We don't have a dedicated guest room here, as we opted instead each to have our own office, so we got this self-inflating bed for our occasional guests. It goes in the family room in front of the fireplace, so our guests have their own little suite with their own bathroom. Again, quite sophisticahted.

This was all quite fun and continued until almost 2:00 am. We never could have done this in the old duplex apartment with the trashy neighbors.

And now I'm up early, as usual (although 8:00 in general is late for me, but I don't usually stay up until 2:00...), while everyone else is snoozing away like rational human beings. The morning menu is a french toast variation, tea and orange juice. Maybe we'll even remember to take some pictures!

Posted by Beth Henderson at 9:04 AM