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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Last night while Keegan was waiting his turn to brush his teeth he asked me to lay down on his bed and talk about babies. He likes to lay stomach to stomach facing me and chat. He talked about the long walk we are taking on Sunday and how we are raising lots of money to help the doctors fix the babies. I wonder if he thinks all babies are born with heart conditions.
Today he told me that he wants Jeff to stay round and watch him growup. And he wants to growup with Isabelle and Sammy and Jack. And also that everyone should have new babies too. I told him he has to take that up with our friends and they might want a break first.

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