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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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Keegan's eyeballs are on the mend.  We went to the dentist on Monday and Keegan was awesome, absolutely no fear once he got comfortable.  He was better behaved there than I am.  But try getting drops in his eyes?  No dice.  I wasn't expecting that reaction at all.  It has gotten easier over the past few days but still takes way too much reasoning and time than it should.

Jeff and I have been having regular Tuesday night dates the past few weeks.  We're getting them in before the baby comes.  And instead of spending them doing errands we have gone to dinner and a movie.  We have seen "Be Kind Rewind" which was better than I thought it was going to be, "21" which was okay and "Smart People" which was really good.  The best part is mellow dinners where we can talk about grownup stuff and the baby and anything else uninterrupted.  We won't have one next week because Isabelle will be here for her school vacation week and Jeff is going to take both kids to see his grandmother and his mother.  The tail end of the week it will just be me and Matsi.

I am off today and it is supposed to be 72 degrees.  The weather isn't the reason I am off, although it helps.  I am finding I need a day off near the middle of each week to catchup on rest and trying to get some things accomplished.  Work has been extremely stressful as of late.  With one of my staff out for 8 weeks I am doing my job and his.  There just isn't enough time in the day.   Last week I cried in my car on the phone with Jeff for 30 minutes before I could go in to the office.  I did sit down with my boss to go over everything that needs to be done before my maternity leave.  Some things just could not be delegated and have to be done by me.  But at least she knows what I have on my plate.  And ultimately I can only do what it humanly possible.  And despite my superwoman complex, this baby is the most important thing right now.  That's what I get for wishing not to be so fiercely independent.  And a husband who will not let me go to the grocery store any more.  He is literally doing all the heavy lifting from now on.  So I learned that if you keep quiet and suffer in silence no one knows you need help and you're miserable.  So I have been piping up and asking for help and accepting my limits.  Big growth for me.

We had Selfish Mom's last night.  I stayed out way too late but I really needed the woman talk.  We are adding in some new people as others have stopped coming as often.  I am not sure if I will make next month's because  I will be close to my due date.  But I have a couple of friends I have invited to join the group.
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