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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
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You As My Other

On our first date Jeff and I knew we were in trouble.
On our second date we knew we were in love.
On our third date we knew that we wanted to spend the rest of our lives together.
On Saturday we made it official when he proposed. And I said yes.

For Keeps

On Friday I was supposed to meet Jeff at my house at 3:30pm. But I wanted to stay with Erika so I didn't get home until after I picked up Keegan at 5:30pm. While he was waiting he did all of the dishes and vacuumed the entire house.
On Saturday we stopped at the post office on the way down to meet everyone for the show. I needed to pick up Allie's package for Erika and Sammy. While he was waiting in the car he sent me a text message telling me how good I look and how wonderful I am.
The various times this weekend when we were in Boston with the frigid and windy weather he blocked the brunt for me with his body. And he held tightly to my hand so I wouldn't slip in the slush.
Yesterday while we were waiting to be able to see Sammy he bought a donut. He bought a jelly one simply in case I changed my mind and wanted even one bite. He knows that I like them.
All this and more is the reason I said this very unprofound statement to him last night, "Hard times in life are much easier when someone loves you."

Dream A Little Dream

I have been thinking a lot lately about love. I have lots of thinking time when I drive around to meetings. And Erika and Jay's anniversary today really highlights what I've been contemplating. Talk about two people who fit each other perfectly. Complimentary strengths and the dedication to work through anything. Even before they were married I thought of them as my marriage/relationship mentors.
The human heart is amazingly resilient. I constantly wonder at what people survive. I seek out real life stories of people who beat the hardest trials in life through supporting and loving each other. I need to believe. I do believe. Some people meet the right person at the right time and do it the right way and they have wonderful relationships that grow and stand the test of time and struggles. I can't tell you how they do it. I thought I had done everything right before I got married and I thought the plan made sense and we were forever. That clearly wasn't the case. But I'm not here to dissect that again. You face the facts, accept your role and move on. Don't think the statistics don't scare the bejeebers out of me. First marriage failure rates are bad enough don't get me started on second and third.

A Very Good Thing

Good golly the weekend is over already? Guess that is typical of the holiday season. My drive home from RI on Fri. wasn't as bad as it could have been because thankfully the temp stayed above freezing most of the trip home. I picked up Keegan and met Jeff and Isabelle at my house. On Sat we made biscuit & egg sandwiches and then took them to the Children's Museum. A good time was had by all, but boy was it tiring. Today we went down to the Reilly's for brunch. We saw good friends ate yummy food and the kids opened their first presents. I learned that Keegan loves Aunt Erika's zucchini bread. On the way home I dropped Keegan at Tom's. His parents are here so he'll stay at Tom's tonight, Mon and Wed. I missed him right away. I am never without him on a Sun and it seems weird to prepare for the week ahead without him helping out. Plus I keep worrying about making noise upstairs even though he isn't next door. I said goodbye to Jeff and Isabelle until next week. I think she was a little lost without Keegan too.
Speaking of Jeff, it had been two weeks since we'd seen each other. That is the longest we have been apart. In a nutshell, it sucked. The longer we are together, the closer we get, the harder the time apart is. I can do a week easy because we always have to. But despite all the phone calls, text messages, emails and IMing, anything longer is too long. What can I say? I am a woman in love and I love having him in my life. I am better when he is here. I am still training myself out of being so independent. When he is here I let him help me and do things for me. I love that he does it and he loves being appreciated. Works for both of us.

Pregnant Faux Pas

Why Jeff should watch what he says to me.

Me: I unpacked my winter clothes but I am going to end up giving most of them away.
J: Why?
Me: Because they are too big.
J: Why don't you give them to Erika?
Me: Because she is pregnant, not plus sized.
J: Isn't that the same thing?
Me: It's a good thing that you aren't her best friend because you suck at it.
J: You know I was kidding, right?
Me: You know I am going to post this, right?

He's A Keeper

The report card is in. My family has given their opinion on this year's Thanksgiving. They concluded that:

Isabelle is delightful. She is bright, social and very comfortable around new people.

Jeff is an excellent father and does a great job providing structure and guidance, especially to a toddler. He is a very nice guy and fit right in. He had no problem jumping in and helping out.

Keegan was even more enjoyable being around Isabelle because they loved watching them play together. They thought both kids did great considering they were in a new place and with new people.

Apparently the fact that I am a great mother goes without saying. But I made them say it anyway.

Although they are sad that my marriage did not work out they are happy to meet Jeff and see how many things we have in common.

All in all I'd say it was a success.

I'm Mutable

Jeff read me this and I don't know how you feel about astrology but this is eerie. Or maybe it's total bull and I want to believe the good parts? Anyway here it is: Jeff - Scorpio & Alisa - Sagittarius

If a Scorpio and a Sagittarius want to make a love match, they should be warned to slow down, take their time getting to know one another on a deep, significant level or else they run the risk of getting way ahead of themselves. This relationship could be over before either partner even realizes it's started if they're not careful! Their patience will be very richly rewarded. Sagittarius thrives on change, on the new and the exciting and on the power of positive thought. Scorpio just wants to get closer and strengthen emotional ties. Early in the relationship, Sagittarius could feel hemmed in by Scorpio's rapt attention and high expectations for love. If Scorpio can control their emotions, these two are in for satisfaction and excitement.

Both Scorpio and Sagittarius see each day as an adventure (or in Scorpio's case, a compelling mystery) and as an endless opportunity to explore, to probe, to learn. Shared escapades bring them closer. While Sagittarius may get fed up with Scorpio's stubbornness and inflexibility, Scorpio could be thinking their Sagittarius mate is just a little too hotheaded. They'll enjoy learning together, and travel could be very beneficial for this pair. Their relationship is always on the go!

Goodbyes

Jeff lost his father on Friday. I spent the weekend in NY supporting him and his family. I drove back today and I will go back and get him later in the week when he is ready to come home. I am just so glad that I got to meet his dad two weeks ago.

The Big Three-O

Happy birthday to my boyfriend. I don't care if you are 30 now, you're still my boy toy. I don't know what I did to get lucky enough to have you come along in my life but whatever it was I'd do it a thousand more times in payment. I hope you had a wonderful time on our getaway and that it is just the first of many more memorable celebrations. Thank you for being you and for loving me so perfectly. You're the best and the whole world can see that reflected in my smile.

Just A Fool In Love

So here's my confession.
Jeff makes me sing. No, literally. I am not a sing in public kind of gal. Except for with Keegan because really you can do anything off the wall in the presence of children and it seems exceptable. (ie. talking to him in the grocery store as though he can hold a conversation, asking him what he thinks of news stories and warning him of future talks we are going to have on the issues of safe sex, religion and politics)
Because we spend so much time apart, Jeff and I have a lot of phone conversations. Long phone conversations. By the end of them I'm pretty pliable. So that's how I find myself singing solo or duets with him. Fortunately he has a great voice. Our favorite duet? Dolly and Kenny. You can see the lyrics down below or just listen for yourself off of his jukebox.