Anyone who knows me in person, or who has read this blog for any length of time knows that January is not a good time for me. Really, it’s more like the day after the candy leaves until February 1st. I do my best to enjoy Christmas, but it doesn’t always happen.
Thursday morning I woke up and it felt like I’d had a really long one night stand. The kind where you wake up in a strange hotel room and look around and say, “where the hell is my tooth?” I’d been so buried for the past 3 weeks that I didn’t even have time to come up for air. I walked out the door Thursday morning and noticed that there were rotting pumpkins on my front patio and a coil of garland still unhung. I didn’t have my Christmas shopping done, my house was a mess and there was only a week left.
Needless to say I wasn’t feeling that great.
Today we spent a good part of the day finishing some Christmas shopping and that made me feel a little better and slightly more relaxed. Of course that could have been the 3 glasses of wine I’ve drunk, but who’s counting really.
I was feeling pretty good until I got an email from someone. Actually it was a comment moderation email for Sweet Hope. It was a review. It wasn’t a good review.
I’ve had many many people over the years email me about how the truffles arrive. I am well aware that they get bounced around in shipping and are often a jumbled mess in the boxes. I do my best to pack them so that won’t happen, but it doesn’t always work. I am also aware that the ribbon/sticker idea wasn’t the best. We tried it, it failed. We are going back to tied ribbons next year. Sorry volunteers.
However, never in the history of me making truffles have I gotten a bad review on taste. Especially not one that claims they are offensive. Talk about kicking someone while they are down.
I’m not a professional candy maker. Sweet Hope doesn’t exist to make candy. We do this as a fundraiser. I do this as a fundraiser. Yes, I have 18 people who help me put this whole thing together and without them I couldn’t do it, but I’m going to be honest. I put in a shitload of time making truffles. I made over 4700 truffles in less than 3 weeks. Let’s see you do that anonymous commenter. Way to kick a woman while she’s down. I didn’t need that tooth anyway.