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 January 5, 2009
DAY 360  |  January 5, 2009

It's certainly ironic that a detective like Sherlock Bones would be involved in a dog-napping mystery. But it couldn't have sucked more than when Reagan and Rebel came back from their Christmas vacation to find a "burglar" had broken in, stolen one laptop only, and the dogs were no where to be found. You can't trust anyone in this shady-ass town...not even your dog sitter...who drives a BMW....

Luckily, after being gone for a week, someone found the dogs tied to a tree in the the park but unharmed. Someone call Nancy Drew. Sherlock Bones is good, but I'm not quite sure who he's trying to insinuate when he says "Woof, woof."

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