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 November 1, 2008
DAY 295  |  November 1, 2008

Weddings are times when you really learn to appreciate what makes your friends your friends. Regardless of a forgetful priest at the ceremony followed by a reception including blown away place cards, a power outage, a torrential downpour, two injuries and a waitstaff overdose, Reagan made it through the day looking gorgeous and having a blast, without ever becoming a bridezilla. She also let her dogs sleep on her gown after it was all said and done.

None of this really has anything to do with the saxophone player in the Cuban band. Maybe I'll post a better photo later but I really just like saxophone players.

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