I am in an awful state of mind. Yesterday I cooked all afternoon. Cake, dinner, peeling and coring 8 pounds of pears for my mom's pear ginger jam, bosenberry ice cream base. Then I tried to put the ice cream base in the fridge -- and it spilled and I just sat there on the floor covered in ice cream base and sobbed. Generally I react better than that to life's little disasters. Then this morning...