Eighteen (More) Reasons To Love Her

I figure it takes a special kind of someone to wake up at 5:30 on a perfectly good Saturday morning, lace up the Asics, and run around the city for three hours. The really special someone, though, is the teammate who runs it with you. Yup, that was Abbi and me this...

Into The Arms Of America

Ok, so here’s the quandary. I love New York City, but thirteen years later, the place is killin’ me. I don’t just mean the fumes, shadows or concrete. And it’s more than the pace, noise, and frenzy. I’m talkin’ about politics,...

The Rock & Roll Husband

I distinctly recall standing next to Abbi in Brooklyn, staring way down Flatbush Avenue towards downtown Manhattan. We were testing the waters together, trying to find a neighborhood in which to move. The process, though, was pushing some other buttons. “But...

What Happens On The Upper East Side…

Yes, that’s Ashton Kutcher with his arm around my wife. I should’ve seen the signs: her new Kabalah bracelet, “The Butterfly Affect” in our Netflix queue, “Punk’d” on TiVo. And she’s been wearing a lot of leapard prints....

The Wonder That’s Keeping The Stars Apart

It was fairly apparent fairly quickly that Abbi and I had something special together. Above all, our relationship was low-key, well-paced, and light on drama. It wasn’t (and isn’t) all sunsets, walks in the park, long runs, and bouquets flowers (though...