A few months ago, my friend Tammi (yes, I have one!) invited me to come lead a workshop at "Campowerment," a wildly fun, transformational weekend sleepaway camp for women that Tammi didn't just dream up, she actually walked away from her 34-year, Emmy-award winning producer gig to make happen.
Of course I said, "no." Okay, fine, quite possibly, I squeaked, "maybe," which if you know me (or any another human) means, uh, "no." Even worse, it's the very same "maybe" that my dad used to say (and I claimed to hate) when I was growing up.