When I was 20, I lived with my parents and didn't even have a driver's license. I've come a long way since then. I've travelled to 20 countries. And I'm still pursuing my dream of becoming a writer. Here are my life lessons from surviving my twenties.

It's not that we parents don't WANT to connect socially, to share a laugh, dip some chips, or put our keys in a bowl and take our chances. It's just that we're pooped. Dark under-eye circles, can't finish a sentence kind of exhaus...zzzzz. Do you phone up your host an hour before a party with some excuse to stay home? You may be a Chronic Bailer. It's a serious (and LAME) condition.

I had a dinner party this weekend. It was a Hunger Games themed dinner party which may or may not have included a "Pin the Arrow on Katniss's Face" competition. But not all dinner parties have to be that fancy.

Stop striving for perfection! You'll drive yourself crazy, you won't be able to stop and you won't enjoy being in the moment. A better goal is to aim to be happy instead of perfect. Perfection is overrated. If you ever attain it, you'll realize how empty it feels.

Ladies, we need to get a life. No, seriously. Women are spending way less time on their social lives, according to recent figures from Statistics ...