This is the fifth entry in my ongoing celebration of fudge. Truly, it does not get any deeper or more meaningful than it does around here.
Today, a whole flock of Christmas cards arrived from distant loved ones!
You can't wait to hear how they're doing, what their kids are up to, their ups and downs, joys and sorrows, the sharing of which keeps us close even when the miles and busyness of our lives drive us apart.
Sadly, it turns out that each card is merely a photo and a neutral, pre-printed sentiment like "Glad That's Out of the Way. Signed, The Wehateyou Family".
Heavy sigh, and pass the fudge.