Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I’ll never get it out, all the feelings I have.
I’ll never get them to you in a way you understand
I’ll never know how to say it in a way that won’t make you grieve
Because the second that…

I wouldn’t say that I’m a last-minute kind of girl, not aloud anyway. More like a last-month-of-the-year kind of girl. I wasn’t always like this, either. In school, I always finished all my homework on Friday night, so I’d have…

Just learned how to use the video camera on the iphone, so excuse the hiccups. Just a slice of life with the taters on a train ride around Zilker Park.…

This is terrible to admit. I feel like dancing now that Phil’s gone for a week. I don’t mean it in a mean way. I love my man. But I also love my girl time, my time. No compromise. I…

My skin is pallid. To the point where if my children awoke suddenly and noticed me, they might run to their father and swear it was snowing outside. Or in the bathroom… where I’ve been hiding. Frankly, I need a…

Ireceived emails ALL DAY yesterday about the details of how. "How does one go about playing at the other woman, you know, specifically."
Okay, then. The short of it: I called my man, casually asked him to come meet me…

It doesn’t happen often, but sometimes I think I should be everything I fear. I should step out from everything I am and try on what other feels like. Be that type of woman. The type I’m not.
I’ve heard…

A couple of months ago, Phil and I bought Abigail and Sir Beckett their big kid beds. It’s just one of the many transitions they’ll go through. Soon, it will be time to introduce them to separate rooms. I’m guessing…