
Congratulations to us, we made it! Let the sunburns commence. Continue reading “Some Frequently Asked Questions about Our Move to Australia”

Congratulations to us, we made it! Let the sunburns commence. Continue reading “Some Frequently Asked Questions about Our Move to Australia”

We had friends, we had jobs (most of the time), we had each other. On top of it all, we had a really great apartment. 600 square feet of efficient cosiness which, thanks to the “open” layout, had the illusion of being much larger. Continue reading “A Haven in Hell’s Kitchen”

My dad turns 70 today. Continue reading “My Dad’s thoughts on turning 70”

Tom and I have now been away from New York for nine days. We left on Thursday morning in a Uhaul packed with the help of our friends in Hell’s Kitchen, and drove slowly through a wintry mix down to Virginia, where his parents awaited us with dinner and their sparkling new upstairs condo, outfitted like a 5-star Airbnb. Continue reading “Stomping Forward”

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”

It’s high time I gave the world an update on Tom and his thoughts. Continue reading “Thom’s Thursday Thoughts on Recent Events”

A lot of the talk recently, and not just in the Ho-Ward household (I haven’t yet changed my name), revolves around babies. Continue reading “Woop Woop”

“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”

On Sunday afternoon, I watched Call Me By Your Name and left the theater weeping.* Not because I left feeling hopeless, but simply nostalgic, for old lessons and old times. Continue reading ““Call Me By Your Name” and the Heartbreak I’ve Never Had”