TGIF.

It's been a long week, between struggling to focus and motivate on this latest brief, trying to get my arms around some new cases, attending various meetings and social obligations, hitting the gym, and warding off a cold. On the latter front, I've been sucking down Cold Snap all morning, and my chi is finally beginning to feel righteous again.

In just a few short hours, I will be heading to the hills for what promises to be a relaxing and fun weekend. Steve and I, along with two other couples, an eight-month-old baby, and a large white dog will be spending the next couple of days in Winter Park, here.

The boys have promised to prepare a romantic and delectable Valentine's Day feast for the ladies tomorrow night, and we are crossing our fingers that they've abandoned the macaroni and cheese, fried pork rinds, and Schaeffer Light concept Steve floated earlier in the week. For our part, we'll be bringing up the sweet end of things, with lemon creme brulee (inaugurating the blowtorch Steve bought me for Hanukkah) and Bananas Foster. There may be a little bit more of each of us to love after this weekend's gluttony.

I've been looking forward to this getaway all week, in anticipation of good skiing, heated card playing, and excessive wine drinking. I'll be back on the blog sometime next week. In the meantime, enjoy your Hallmark Holiday!