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 12, 2007
DAY 256  |  October 12, 2007
We managed to dodge the raindrops and hike to the top of Black Bear Mountain today. And we still didnít see any bears! It figures. The one time I stay in a safe, sturdy cabin, there are no bears in sight.

The last time I went camping in the Adirondacks, I slept in a tent. I awoke in the middle of the night to a low growl, and claws scratching the thin waterproof (but definitely not bear-proof!) material near my head. Iíd had some chocolate under my pillow, and a bear apparently smelled it. Luckily, our dog heard the commotion, started barking and chased the bear up a tree. Now, Iím strictly a cabin girl. Itís a sweet deal: I can go camping, have my chocolate and not get eaten by a bear.

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