Watch Me Turn 30, by Ashley N.
Question of the year: Is spending your late 20s living on South Beach and island-hopping the Caribbean as a career a) every responsible adult's fantasy or b) totally outlandish and ultimately unfulfilling for a semi-responsible adult who still places an abnormally high priority on fun? Perhaps the mere concept of what constitutes adulthood has been distorted due to my surroundings.

Through this blog, I hope to figure out what being "almost 30" really means to me...hopefully, before the big b-day next January.

Thanks goes to Holly C. for, first and foremost, agreeing to go on one of my press trips to the 'burbs of Fort Lauderdale and ultimately passing this site along to me.
the photo for March 6, 2008
DAY 55  |  March 6, 2008

Even though I had planned a fun girls’ night out on Lincoln Road tonight for a new gallery opening, I totally sold out. It’s become harder and harder for me to go out on a school night anymore. My friends Reagan and Jackie went, but they are attorneys and have some strange Type A endurance gene that I lack. Nothing was more appealing to me than hanging out with Sherlock Bones, Reagan’s crime solving dog. I’m going to put him immediately on The Case of Ashley’s Lost Tolerance.

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