Watch Me Turn 30, by Holly C.
I'm a 29-year-old New Yorker who inherited this site from my pal, Holly P., to document the final year of my twenties. Right up until I turn the big 3-0 next January, I'll use this blog to indulge my inner-narcissist by voicing the good (I can date men anywhere from ages 21 to 50 without it being scandalous) the bad (I keep getting ma'amed) and the ugly (is it possible to get cellulite on your stomach?!). Here's to waving goodbye to my youth, accepting adulthood and remembering that every ending is really just a new beginning.
the photo for October 10, 2007
DAY 254  |  October 10, 2007
Bryant flew from NYC to go camping in the Adirondacks with me, my sister Sara, and her boyfriend Tom. Yah!

We decided to go on a hike—even though a friendly local that we met at the grocery store told us to be careful of the bears that roam freely in these parts. Her advice? To wear bright colors, like red, so that the bears can see you.

This advice does not make sense to me for two reasons:

1. Why would I want the bear to see me? Wearing red is like taunting the bear with, "Hey, I'm over here! Try to come get me, sucker!"

2. And,let's just say we do want the bear to see us (maybe he'll run away in fear? Yeah, right!): How is wearing red supposed to make you more visible when autumn in Upstate New York means all the leaves have turned some shade of red, orange or yellow. Wearing red is actually like camouflage at this time of year!

Nope, I just can't seem to find the logic in that bit of advice. But Bryant thinks the best thing to do if you spot a bear is to curl up in a ball and play dead. Um, I think I'd let him test that one out while I run as fast as humanly possible for the car. Ha!

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