... that's where you want to go, to get away from it all.
OK, so it's not the Caribbean paradise that Jimmy Buffet songs are made of, but a week in the Poconos was just the ticket for me last week.
With the possible exception of the SCBWI Conference, there's no place I'd rather go. And not to be outdone by conference goers Jay, Robin and Eve; rilla; Stephanie Blake; or Elizabeth Dulemba ... with all their glamorous pictures of La La Land, famous authors and sparkly, sexy evening attire ... here are my photos from the mountains of Pennsylvania:
Here's me giving it my best shot on the resort's bocci courts. No, I didn't win, but I DID make it past the first round in both the couples and team tournaments.
Here I am with my little brother, doing my best karaoke version of "Safety Dance." No, I didn't impress the crowd with my singing, but I DID dress real neat from my head to my feet and surprise 'em with a victory cry.
And last but not least, here I am with my sweetie. No real reason to post this picture, except that it is one of the few shots of me I actually like. And Joe's not looking half bad either.