I'm exactly where every woman dreams of being at thirty-five: I have a lovely house, a handsome, loving husband and two perfect children. All right, so Jeffrey's "loving" can only be counted on to happen once a week, with lights off and pajamas on. And the children--well, is it normal for children to remind their mother to eat her vegetables? It might be time to make a few changes--which is why I signed up for this summer retreat, to concentrate on finding myself. Yes, this is the week for thinking about me. Not my bumptious best friend Sonia's attempts to shag our instructor. Not the perils of leaving Jeffrey alone for the week with a stunning Australian au pair. And definitely, definitely not my handsome classmate Ben Mahler....