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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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Hugging Trees

So Falcon Ridge was a lot of fun. People there are friendly and happy and nice. Very hot, lots of storms. But the tent did well and Keegan slept like rock. It is a challenge having a 3 year old camping at a music festival. Although there were kid friendly activities it is not really geared towards that lifestyle. Meaning the activities didn't start until after 10am and the major acts weren't until after 9pm. Keegan woke up at 6:30 am and was exhausted by 9pm. And forget trying to get him to nap in the tent. Too hot to close the flaps and too many distractions for him to wind down. Fortunately he found food he liked at the vendors and drank lots of smoothies and lemonade to keep cool. He loved playing with our neighbors. Especially when the parents played their guitar and mandolin and had the kids sing along. I bought a straw hat for myself and a discounted slightly smooshed one for him. It went well with his harmonica playing persona. We both slept the whole way home in the car and then I stayed home yesterday due to a headache and possible ear infection. I must be fighting something because I am still tired. I think that the older the kids get, the easier it will be to take them to Falcon Ridge.

Three new bumper stickers I picked up:
Get involved, the world is run by those who show up. (For my car to replace the "Free Tibet" sticker that disintegrated)
EVERYONE does better, when EVERYONE does better. (For my cubicle to remind us of why we work in public health.)
Lord, help me be the person my psychiatrist medicates me to be. (Because it was funny.)

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