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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Wait A Minute Mr. Postman

One more of those surprise hurts. I opened four birthday cards today. I cried. Three of them are from my former spouse's family. I cried because his aunt and uncle remembered. I cried because his parents think of me often and hope I am doing well. I cried because his sister and I remain friends through this and will always be sisters. I cried for all the things that were and will never be. Even when it's over, it's not over.
I turn 34 on Tuesday. I never mind birthdays, I don't have a problem with getting older. This is the first birthday single. I'm not sure how that is going to feel.

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