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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
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Day Six, Right?

My mom came over last night to help out and it was wonderful. I almost feel sort of normal today. Unfortunately she will be in Maine the rest of the week doing house stuff. But I am hoping that having the kids in school during the day will help me get more rest. This past weekend was challenging.

Poor Jeff had to make his own Father's Day breakfast feast while I tried to sleep. I failed at the sleeping part and gave up for a shower instead. Jeff seasoned his new smoker in preparation for making dinner later. He says, "Nothing says Father's Day like smoked meat." I'll take his word for it. He did put some ribs in after he dropped Isabelle off. They weren't ready until close to 9pm. I ate earlier and was ready for bed while he had his ribs, baked beans and cornbread. He sure looked happy.

Harper actually slept for three hours straight at one point for my mom. I am hoping to get him to do that without needing to be attached to me the whole time. He has been eating more at each feeding which hopefully helps him gain weight back and feel content. Today we had our first explosive baby episode. He had poop leaking out of his diaper. While I changed it he peed because I forgot to cover. We finally got him cleaned up and changed and laid in his crib when he spit up all over. Poor kid. Since then he has been sleeping for two hours. It would have been the perfect time to nap but the real estate agent needed to come by in the middle of it. So instead Jeff and I took a moment to lay on the bed and just hold each other and have a quiet break together.

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