Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I’m obsessed with the South. Moved by it. The "what’s that got to do with the price of butter" sayings, roadkill baked goods, dove hunt dinners, the ironic formality found in such a slow-paced, porch-drunk, June bug of a place.…

Growing up, each Chinese New Year, my parents held a potluck, inviting their friends to bring their most treasured dishes from their favorite Chinese restaurants. Maybe they didn’t do it to celebrate the Chinese New Year. Maybe it was a…

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…

Mind maps. You begin with a blank page, turn it horizontally, then smack a word or image at its center. By association, you see what grows. I don’t always follow those directions, but I do find that following my random…

I never send holiday cards. I just can’t get (sh)it together in time. This year, I’m hoping that changes. I’m loving the keepsake holiday card mini-books, like this one I made of the taters. Here’s hoping we take some good…

My sweet natives are getting restless. So mama’s come up with some new activities for her two, almost three‘s. Clean activities. Good fun that doesn’t involve paint, dough, or not-so-magic markers. What quantifies as a good activity? Sure, there’s the…

I really love the scrapbook pages that you have shared on your blog in the past. I’ve recently become obsessed with scrapbooking, and I’m trying to invest in some good tools. One thing I would like to get is a…

Now, pay attention. Again. What does the 3rd C stand for?
I should warn you that I’m delirious right now, and the screen is kinda looking like she’s posing for a series of "glamour shots." Even as I type this…