Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I realized they’re no longer tadpoles or beans. They’re sprouts, for sure. For the couples baby shower, we hung Lucas’s newborn clothes on a clothes line in the front of our house. I realized how little he used to be.…

Several people have asked–and I haven’t had time until now– if I’d add my photographs from New Orleans to my photography site. The amazing thing about what art can do for a room, for a house, for a mood, is…

For Valentine’s Day, Phil surprised me with a case of Peju Provence California Red & White Blend, my favorite selection from our visit in Napa. I presented him with his and her lenses: a 50 mm f1.4 for the canon…

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Yesterday we drove to Lockhart, the BBQ Capital of Texas, to taste-test some meat sundaes. They weren’t real meat sundaes the way they’re done in Montana, with a pile of “moist” brisket as…

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BLACK AND WHITE PHOTOS FROM TODAY >>
Last night, Phil and his vagina complained about the cold, so there was no walking. We did manage to walk to dinner at BON TON CAFE for some cajun morsels. We began by…

I‘m going there. I figure if I live in the suburbs, I might as well embrace the lifestyle, sweatpants, Costco, and all. It means I’ll be posting, and scrapping, documenting every single day of the month of December a la…

I’ve seen my share of fucked up since moving here to Texas. Aside from the wild obsession Texans seem to have with their own state (etching the state’s shape into the windows of their homes, outfitted with a burnt orange…