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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Chicks Dig Scars

Last Friday night Keegan and I reached another milestone. Our first visit to the emergency room. Well more specifically his first and my first as a mother. That's right he is now sporting stitches on his noggin. Inevitable when you have a son I am told. But still really scary and so hard to hear him screaming as they restrained him to put the stitches in. He was so brave the rest of the time. He even helped me hold the towel to his head to stop the bleeding while I put his shoes on. And he was so good while waiting the hours in the ER to be seen. They didn't want me to feed him so he was hungry and up late. But he is on the mend now and due to have them removed Friday morning. And I have stopped obsessively following him around and worrying that he will bump his head again. You give your kids wings and sometimes they don't stick the landing. I remember Tom's family telling me about him needing to be restrained in the ER while he had stitches when he was really young. Like father, like son. They have that same love of adventure.

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