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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.
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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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Golden Child

On Friday Tom's parents drove up from PA to have Christmas with Keegan. I was glad that they had decided to come. They had not seen him in the three months since Tom died. And little kids tend to change a lot in three months. I was nervous about it beforehand. I just didn't know how things would go. How he would be, how they would be, how I would be.
I picked up Keegan early from school and they met us at my house at 2:30. He ran to them across the driveway. They presented him with his first gift which is a really beautiful bike with training wheels. He took it for a short spin and then we went inside. The rest of the afternoon he opened gifts and they watched in delight. We all laughed as we setup the enormous Thomas the Train tent complete with engine and two cars. We laughed harder as I tried to get in and then back out. We almost hurt ourselves when Pappy did the same. Just when he was done unwrapping he got to Aunt BJ's (Barb) gifts she had sent along. A genius invented the view master projector so now you don't have to fight with your siblings to see the pics.
When Jeff arrived home we headed to the Outb*ck for dinner. Keegan was a dream. It was like all of his good behavior and manners manifested at the exact same time. On the way home we even sang Christmas carols. It was almost unbelievably quaint to me. They helped get him ready for bed and tucked in and said goodbye. It could not have gone any better. Their plan is to come back in April. I wish they would come more but I understand their unwillingness to drive in the snow. And we all did so well not being too sad. They saw some of the pictures of Tom in Keegan's room. And they brought him a collage of pictures from their trip to the beach this Aug. Tom is laughing with Keegan playing in the pool. And his face is so perfectly Tom. I always loved his smile. It is what I think of when I remember him.
I saw them again the next day when they went to get some things from Tom's house. They hired movers to carry furniture into the uhaul. We also had them put some things in the garage out of the bad weather that is sure to come. And as I hugged them goodbye his mom broke down. But I don't blame her because I cried most of the drive home. Until Barb called at the perfect moment. I do not envy his family this first Christmas without him.

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