Thom’s Thursday Thoughts on the U.S. Open, Vol. 2

Thom's Thursday Thoughts
Tom, me (I wear glasses now), and Pam on opening day, Court 10 front row.

A bit overdue, but the U.S. Open, along with Serena Williams’ memorable meltdown, is still fresh in our minds. First, thanks to our new friend Pam for suggesting we go to the U.S. Open at all.  Continue reading “Thom’s Thursday Thoughts on the U.S. Open, Vol. 2”


Don’t Blink

Norman Rockwell Triple Self Portrait
Norman Rockwell, Triple Self Portrait,  1960 

“It feels like your wedding was ages ago,” my cousin said on the phone last night.

It does and it doesn’t. We’ve been stumbling back into real life, the first week a blur thanks to jet lag, and now, three weeks in, the muted “oh…” feeling has fully settled in: the realization that, after the wedding, nothing really changes about you or your spouse or your life unless you make it so.  Continue reading “Don’t Blink”