After 10 years, it's time to say goodbye.

But I miss you already, my dear sweet 20s!

Because you were pretty amazing.

I mean, you saw me through a lot of ups and downs and a lot of really bad clothes and through 1 million apartments, roommates {all of which were great}, trips, happy hours, bottles of lotion from Bath and Body Works, hellos and goodbyes, cups of coffee, recipes, and sleepless nights.

And you saw me through a few significant others, jobs, cities, and countries.

Thank goodness that I had already met my hair straightener before I met you or you just may have ended our reign together much earlier than now.

But holy freakin' crap!

I'm turning 30...in 30 days.

To help me get psyched, I'm giving myself a challenge.

I must do or find 1 spectacular thing every day until my birthday.

A lot cheesy, but I think that as I approach the ominous age of 30, I need to appreciate all that is left of my 20s.

So...please join me {with encouragement, support, love, and sarcasm} as I celebrate the last 30 days of my 20s.