My God, can it be spring already? I am freezing cold and cranky as hell, not to mention fat and pale.

Speaking of fat and pale, Valentine's Day is on its way! One more work day (this is seriously the longest week ever) until the Lovey and I are enjoying a romantic getaway in the Berkshires (yes, I have absorbed all the marketing lingo about the Berkshires - hey, I'm excited), sipping on glasses of wine in front of the roaring fire in our cozy room. We are going to try and squeeze in a few hours at the Mass MoCA too - my new exhibit is on display this week.

Just kidding. I need a vacation. Too much going on, and not enough time for sleep. Lack of sleep + too many guests over the past month x work - play = loss of sanity and overall sense of doom. Maybe all I need is a Xanax.

Night!