Today is Tom’s 35th birthday, though in practice, Tom is closer to 65. Continue reading “Thom’s Thursday Thoughts on Turning 35”
When I was 16, I went on a cleaning binge and threw away more than a couple volumes of diaries I’d kept since childhood (a moment of silence please).
I’ve been beating myself up ever since. Continue reading “Flashback Fridays: My First Xanga”
On Monday night, Tom and I watched “Train to Busan.”
On Sunday March 5th, 2017, Tom proposed. Continue reading “Thom’s Thursday Thoughts on Proposing”
On Sunday night, March 5th, 2017, Tom proposed.
On days I feel especially sorry for myself, I think of Karan. Continue reading “Karan”
Back when the job was new and fresh, I got myself a gym membership. Continue reading “On Going to the Gym”
Yesterday, between the Union Square AT&T (where I picked up a new iPhone) and Mayson Kayser, where Tom and I stopped for a leisurely bite to eat, it occurred to me that New York – especially on a misty fall afternoon – was a magical place to be, and that my time here was limited. Continue reading “New York, Revisited from New York”
“Yeah,” I said.
I was talking to my cousin on the phone. She’d just come from a law school friend’s wedding in the Bay Area, an intimate affair up in the hills of Berkeley where, during cocktail hour, the bride had come up to her with a conspiratorial twinkle in her eye.
“There’s someone here I want to set you up with,” Ginny said, “He’s one of Harry’s best friends and my absolute favorite of all his friends.” Continue reading ““Could You Be With a Short Guy?””