Alisa. 37. New Hampshire. Married for almost three years to this wonderful, funny, smart guy. Previously married. Went through in-vitro fertilization to have my five year old magical son Keegan. Stepmother to the charming Isabelle (6). Gushingly in love with our baby boy Harper(1). Policy Wonk and dreaded bureaucrat. Lover of fine cuisine, honeybees, truly romantic moments and the underdog.
Curried Beef Short Ribs

Note: I found this was more realistically four servings.

Finishing this dish with lime zest and juice brightens its rich flavors.

Yield 6 servings (serving size: about 3 ounces ribs, 2/3 cup rice, and about 2 1/2 tablespoons sauce)

2 teaspoons canola oil
2 pounds ...continue reading

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I worked today. No really, outside the house. I am helping start a project that is funded through the center. The idea is to extend our streetworker outreach and cultural programs into some of the neighborhoods. Our current streetworker team wear mostly black. I want to call mine the "pink team" and hire all females. I kind of like the idea of having my own posse. The neighborhood association gave us a desk in the local police substation. It's too lonely though so I'm hanging out back at center next to Erika. Plus the desk leaves me with my back to the door. Not exactly comforting. I am going to get a t-shirt that says, "No, I'm not a cop" on the back. And a baseball cap that says,"Call 911." That will cover most of the questions I should get while being there alone.
But I am glad to be helping out for now. Basically I will lay the foundation and help hire the permanent staff member. Then bow out gracefully and disappear into the sunset. It works out well because it's actually nice now to not be working full-time while I am going through all the IVF stuff.

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