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
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Venus In Retrograde

Remember those 1950s shows where the mom eagerly greets the husband at the door? She asks him about his day and hangs on every word? Well, The Feminine Mystique taught me that those women were just dying for interaction with the outside world.
I am one of those women. I have been unemployed 3 months, 9 days. In the beginning it was a novelty to have all that free time. Then the preparation for and involvment in IVF kept me busy. Now that we have acheived pregnancy, time stands still. I have become bored. I schedule my day around meals and when Tom gets home. This is sad.
If you knew me you wouldn't believe it. I am one of those people who has to have an impossibly busy life. I schedule events months in advance. Heck I am already planning for next Christmas. I thrive on pressure and deadlines and chaos. Oh how I love chaos. Now the key is of course I love structure. I worship consistency. So I like to find a work environment that is the direct opposite. I then throw myself into my job and the staff to whip them into an organized frenzy. I realize that this is an illness. And I'm okay with that. I am a stress and crisis junkie. Why else would I choose a career working with teens? But I digress.
Tom informed me today that I need to get out and interact with people. This comes from me pouncing on him when he gets home. Tom doesn't like to interact with most people but he recognizes that I do. Those have always been our roles: He is the moody, brooding, loner. I am the friendly, funny, people lover. It works for us. But now the roles are reversed. I am actually interested in his "cubicle world." I can tell you about everyone he works with, their nicknames, significant others, drinking habits and living situations. This is not healthy. So is with much enthusiasm that I announce to you today:

I need to find a job!!!!!!

PS This means that instead of merely fulfilling the most basic expectations of my unemployment claims, I will now start an ACTIVE job search. It probably won't be full blown until after I start my summer job. But I am already planning my three prong attack.

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