Yes. I'm obsessed with fudge.
But it's not like I have a problem or anything. I can stop any time.
Today was your gift exchange with your Visiting Teaching companion.
However, after she presented you with a miniature replica of the Nutcracker Ballet - dancers, giant tree, the works - all made from scratch in gingerbread and that impossible stained glass candy, and bearing a beautiful, hand-crafted card that said, "To my dear companion, for whom I gladly burned off all my fingertips to create this Christmas Masterpiece of Wonder and Joy", YOU handed HER a gift certificate for five free Junior Frostys from Wendy's.
Fudge works magic on guilt.