Bust a Knee!

Since I'm on the advisory committee for SCBWI (you remember, I'm the scooby snackmeister), I got to go to dinner with the big kids, where the waiters never let the wine glasses get empty. After dinner we went back to the conference hotel where a kick-ass dance party was already in progress. We danced like mad monkeys and closed the place down, but not before I was reminded that my knees are just as old as the rest of me.