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
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Another White Dash

This is a driving day for me. I was up through the Lakes Region and at the foot of the mountains this morning. I am helping an organization write a federal grant. The drive was nice because the leaves are really turning and it is sunny here. A bit too sunny being that it is over 90 degrees on Sept 26 in NH. I actually saw people swimming in the lake. Now I am home about to change and go pickup Keegan. We will meet Jeff to take Keegan to his first Boston Red Sox game. He has been to minor league games but this is his first "big baseball team" game as he refers to it. The game starts at 5pm so it shouldn't be too late for him by the time we get home. Keegan is beyond excited about finally being old enough to go.
I was hoping to have good news to post about the status of our house but nothing yet. This market is so crazy you have no idea what the potential buyers are going to do and why. We have an open house on Saturday and my realtor has arranged to hold it in conjunction with the other units for sale in our neighborhood. We are hoping to attract more people overall. I think if it hasn't sold by October than we're in it for the winter because noone likes to move in snow. If I had a nickel for every story I hear on NPR about the market and possible recession, I'd be rich and wouldn't have to bother selling my house.

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