Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

Everyone in our house has a cold, though Lucas and I seem to be the healthiest of the sicklies.  Phil lost his voice, and Abigail found it, screaming as she does, like one of those kids on a Saturday at…

Turner and I liked to drink.  With a name like Turner I half expected it to be the case before we even met.  When we were just phone conversations and static photographs passed between emails and match.com profiles, he struck…

People ask me all the time.  "What’s the process for getting published?"  Though, typically their first inquiry is, "How do I get an agent?"  Most people want an agent because they want someone "official" to like their work.  Having an…

Imagine, as you must, that I get a pile of shit everyday from drive-by readers who want to bitch me out because they honestly believe I write this blog to entertain them.  Now double it.  I of course get your…

I am not going to start this paragraph with “I believe every woman should have a job outside the home” because I don’t know every person’s circumstances.  I’m not in her shoes. I will say what I can about my…

Promise to post on Las Vegas eventually.  But right now (well, not this second, but in general), running around, buying ingredients and general loveliness, off with the little ones, taking them to a play group date.  Once things settle down,…

It’s good to be home.  Especially when home is tied with order, where life is clean and bright, cozy and slightly inebriated, as it appears in the staged pages of food and decor magazines.  Where the dining table is always…

So I’ve had some girly time to myself lately, time to run errands and finally catch up on doctor and girl appointments.  On my list was "trim and highlights?"  After seeing a friend recently, with great hair, I insisted she…