Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I‘ve been eating my feelings lately, especially at night. Stress eating, depressed eating, eating to comfort, eating to have something to look forward to, same old thing as it ever was. Bad news when the Golden Oreo was invented, or…

We are officially moving July 6. The trucks arrive THIS WEEKEND. We are not taking the kids’ bedding, so I need Florida replacements. No, wait. That sounds negative. What we need, they need, is to arrive at their new, shared,…

This room used to be a media room (earlier photos on Flickr), complete with wall-to-wall floor to ceiling velvet black-out curtains and electric reclining seats. Basically a man cave with surround sound and room for wii fit-throwing. But with a…

Objects May Appear Greener Than They Actually Are (thanks to the iphone)
Many thanks are due to Shannan Riemer, a fantastic—so good at both what she does and what she doesn’t do; your basic all-star—realtor in Austin, who’d suggested I…

Family room. Living room. Call it what you will. It’s nearly there, save for a missing coffee table. Plus, I’d really prefer a new area rug with navy and cream stripes to brighten it up. But who knows if it…

Love to love these plates for summer seafood entertaining + the night of 7 fishes
Nope. Not a post about the raunchy sex I’m not having. Lust now, and let’s face it always has, come in the form of purchases.…

I realize I’ve fallen off the planet (aka been in Florida). No, I haven’t been working. I’ve been enjoying, though, which is something. Actually, isn’t it the whole point? Work should feel delicious and make you giddy. Only, I’ve been…

The move, or rather, the transition to Boca has me freaking out. See, when we’d first discussed the job opportunity, Phil explained that he’d travel to Florida every other week, from Sunday night to Wednesday. My immediate reaction wasn’t at…