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 July 1, 2008
DAY 172  |  July 1, 2008

So apparently I'm not the only one who has random text stalkers.

Holly had a missed call from an unknown number Monday night. Followed by a text Tuesday morning that simply said "Surprise."

We spent all morning trying to figure out who had a surprise be before finally writing back to ask. The response? "Lance." And this picture.

I was hoping it would be Lance Bass, but obviously, it was not. So, thanks Lance in Miami, for the heads up. I'm starting to think the random text is a new dating technique for desperate guys. Wonder who in town is lucky enough to have (305) 867-5309?

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