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 June 23, 2008
DAY 164  |  June 23, 2008

I was exhausted because of my early flight to the west coast, a whole day spent figuring out 25 different ways to word a press release about a naked swimming pool, and the fact that the lunch choices in Tampa are Chili's, Chili's, or uh, Chili's. I didn't even see an Applebee's to mix things up.

The best thing about Chili's, however, was the clutch people watching. There were two couples in their 60s sitting in the booth next to of the ladies had on a serious belly shirt and was over the moon because she could get White Zin two for one during happy hour. So awesome.

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