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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Today is Keegan's last day at his daycare. I will leave soon to pick him up and hopefully it won't be too stressful to say goodbye. For me really more than him. He won't know it is his last time but even at this early age it is important to role model how to say goodbye to relationships. I am trying not to think too much about starting new on Monday. I should be able to hang out with him for a while that morning before I leave on my business trip.
We are having dinner tonight at Tom's new place. Apparently he is settled enough to host us. Tomorrow my dad is coming to help with all those tasks that require another person (rearranging things, hanging things that need to be level, using power tools). Did I mention I bought myself a drill?

Keegan will be with Tom overnight Sat so they can spend Father's Day together. I didn't have plans but then my cousin called to remind me about her sister's 30th birthday celebration. I will meet them for dinner in Portsmouth and then probably go bar hopping until I've had enough.
Sunday I want to pop down to Lowell and see Erika, Jay & Erin. Then I need to get some essential items. Number one is shades. Blackout ones for Keegan's room to help him get to sleep more easily. Anything for my bedroom because I totally feel on display for my neighbors. And judging from how well I can inadvertently see into their homes at night, my fears are well founded.

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