Getting In the Game

2017-08-18T13:19:57-04:00April 12th, 2008|Dare Dream Do, Personal|

I went to a Celtics game last week -- my first actually. I was neither a player, nor a cheerleader, but a spectator. But you know. I didn't feel like a spectator. Perhaps because my friend Kim had purchased four tickets at the East End House's Cooking for a Cause benefit, and invited two up-and-coming professional women, and myself, along. There is something empowering about paying our own way. Remember the Destiny Child's song, "all the honeys making money, throw your hands up at me?" Well, I'm throwing my hands up at Kim. Then there were the remarkably short lines in the women's bathroom...