Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Tonight I’m making a frisse (curly leaf lettuce) salad with sliced scallions, fresh organic cilantro, sunflower sprouts (I don’t know what they are, exactly, though they taste peppery), banana, avocado, and grilled calamari with a lime vinaigrette.  I’m grilling the…

I’m beginning to realize that this blog is becoming less of a diary than my daily IMs with friends.  See, I feel compelled to update them on everything: the fights we’re having over driving, parking, the damn GPS system.  "I…

The moving truck broke down.  Our stuff doesn’t get to Austin until Thursday.  We’re sleeping on the Aero Bed with one top sheet and an old mover blanket they use to wrap furniture.  There’s no television, no cable, no Internet. …

“It’s your first step to becoming a home-maker.”  “It” apparently being “buying a three pack of chicken breasts.” “No,” she responds, “I think the first step to becoming a home-maker is cooking all day on Sunday.”  I’m eavesdropping again.  “Take…

My menstral cycle isn’t cycling.  It feels like it’s stalling.  Spot ran (and was first seen on March 19).  The 19th was the 17th day of my cycle.  Which means my cycle stalled.  Now, it’s April 18, 31 days later…

All I needed was a headband.  I stared at myself in our bathroom mirror this morning, after softening some of my curls with a wide-barrel curling iron, and I thought, "I look too married."  I was wearing a navy and…

I am so goddamn happy.  It is so beautiful here that I feel as if I’m on vacation.  I keep turning to The Suitor with, “Can you believe we actually live here?  I mean, like this is our supermarket.  These…

My bags are packed.  My belongings on a truck that will meet me in a week.  Until then, I’ll be sleeping on the Aero Bed in the heat, living out of a suitcase, without furniture, but with the ones I…