Stephanie Klein Greek Tragedy

I almost always begin with my hands in the air. It’s not that I’m throwing them up in defeat, but rather, it’s my way of beginning an explanation while all my clever ideas tussle to come unstuck. My palms almost…

I have to write it all down before I get there. Because once I’m in that room, I suddenly forget why I’m there. “Just give me a sec,” I say, trying to click my way to some saved list on…

Jim Henson’s Dinosaur Train Movie – One Hour Special
Dinosaur Big City premieres August 22 on PBS KIDS (check local listings)
My sweet Texan Lucas and Abigail are new to the Florida Market of Friendship and haven’t quite bonded with…

A Pink Escalade Pulls Up To A Nail Salon Demanding a Shellac Manicure
You can tell just about all there is to know about a city based on the goods it sells roadside. Forget the country-wide offerings at seasonal fruit…

My email, sent moments ago, to my mother-in-law: I think she’ll pick JP. Ben, the winemaker, seems super nice, but I think she has always been crazy about JP. Though, in the long run, I think she’d be happier with…

Florida, Abigail, life update tomorrow.
It’s in the universe. And it’s on The Bachelorette. Perhaps you couldn’t give two rosy shits about The Bachelorette, or about my unapologetic need to eat any and all dating candy, but on a more…

First days living in a new state have nothing to do with a new state of mind. That is, adjusting isn’t all about your attitude. Yes, people say that happiness parboils down to a positive outlook. That one can carp…

When I first moved to Texas I met a fellow New Yorker—we’ll call her Lindsay—who couldn’t stop kvetching (dead-on-balls-accurate diction) about all Texas wasn’t. Her body was in Austin, but her mind, and mouth, was still in New Yawk.
“Yeah,…