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 April 10, 2008
DAY 90  |  April 10, 2008

Quick flash of thoughts in this photo:

Me: Why doesnít Rosa Mexicano serve white cheese dip?

Jac (behind the lens) : If the owner of my condo forecloses, am I going to have to move in with Manny the Sharkfighter?

Aundrea: I hope we go to SET tonight so I can visit that weird statue to figure out if it is a mummy wolf or simply still packed in bubble wrap.

Krista: Reagan better not make me give a charity donation for her wedding gift.

Homeless lady peering though the lattice: Donde esta crack?

Reagan: I canít believe Iím going to be on this blog wearing a red sundress again.

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