Ah, Fudge

Today is my annual tradition of trying to make fudge, messing it up badly, and throwing it away. I’ve yet to make an edible batch in over ten years of effort!

I’ve tried the carnation foolproof (not for this fool!) box four times and failed all four times. My other attempts were from scratch recipes that led to disastrous results.

Update: Well, it wasn’t a disaster, but I won’t be opening a fudge shop anytime soon.

Um, You’re Welcome, I Guess.

Ashley is at the overly dramatic stage where she’s overly enthusiastic in her thank yous. This sounds nice in theory, but it plays out a little weird. At a restaurant when her food arrived she said, “I get food too? Oh thank you, mama! I’m so happy.” At Kohl’s: “Thank you for buying me a jacket, mama. I have always wanted one!” At Target: “Popcorn? Oh mama, thank you. This is the best gift ever.” The looks I get from strangers…