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 August 17, 2008
DAY 219  |  August 17, 2008
Sitting outside a Mexican restaurant the morning after a wedding reception anxiously awaiting its opening is nothing new to me. Meredith and I have done it in Parkersburg, WV and now we can say we’ve done it in Virginia Beach with her fiancé Ruben in tow. We sat in the car and counted the seconds until we could rush the doors of Guadalajara and taste the delicious, drippy, wonderous white cheese dip, the likes of which are relatively extinct in the Mexican food wasteland between Orlando and Key West. The best part is we had eaten there less than 24 hours prior.
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