Christmas 2007 is long gone. The tree and all the trimmings have been tucked away, the house is clean and all the gift cards have been spent. I generally breathe a sigh of relief when the first week of January rolls around and I can focus on the next big holiday (my birthday). This year, however, there is just a smidge of the holiday that lingers—I am still working on a tin of homemade fudge…
This seems unusual to me—I don’t know if it is because my kids are growing up and have less of the sweet teeth than they used to, or if it is a predictor of times to come as a single parent—less mouths to feed so I don’t need to make as much holiday fudge. Perhaps it is just that we had so many treats and goodies around that the tin of fudge is lasting longer this year as a result. Regardless, I had myself a little fudge for breakfast this morning when no one was looking and am considering some gooey chocolate confection for a little after-lunch treat as well. Another joy of being the single parent—there is no one around (when the kids are gone) to notice if I DO eat fudge for breakfast!
We take our pleasures where we can find them and even though I am completely ready to be heading into February and marching along in 2008, I am also savoring a little reminder of Christmas past. Besides, I am not entirely ready to go cold turkey on all the holiday treats anyway—so even there is only one of me to work away on this little can of fudge, and it IS a foreshadowing of my inevitable solo life, it is still dark, gooey chocolate and how can that ever be a bad thing?
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