Did You Ever Have One of Those Days Went Everything Went Just Perfectly?

Today wasn't one of those days.

Yesterday, for Father's Day, we met my parents in Emmett for a little cherry picking.
or a lot of cherry picking..

so I thought first thing this morning I'd get up and make a batch of cherry jam.

Nope, we were out of sugar. Fine, I needed to get the kitchen cleaned up anyway & get out all the canning stuff and wash it, so I could go to the store after lunch. In the meantime, I've been wanting to try some new sourdough recipes--especially since I had more starter than usual after the pancake partyand whipped up a skillet cornbread. Looks wonderful, doesn't it?
Golden brown on the outseide.....totally uncooked and gooey on the inside. Back in it went, but 10 minutes later....it was burned on the edges, STILL raw on the inside, but now it was much harder to cut because the crust was so overcooked that you're only seeing a few pieces here because there was a SERIOUS serving mishap and it would be impossible to get all the cornbread pieces in one picture. Turns out, it might have been a disaster, but the stuff is fairly aerodynamic.

Thankfully, the rest of lunch was a salad & therefore immune to burning, although the pea pods that I went out and harvested from the garden bright & earlyare still in the fridge because I completely forgot them.

Even I could admit that the day was not going so well at this point, and since I was having a bad day in the kitchen, it seemed a good day to try the crockpot again. I mean, why let it ruin a perfectly good day?

I decided to cook a pork roast dusted with curry powder and sea salt.That was before there was a mishap with the curry powder. Tonight we're having pork roast TOTALLY FREAKING COATED with curry powder. Thank heavens it wasn't the salt.

A smarter person would have just returned to bed at this point, but I had said I was making jam, so I was going to make the damn jam. I ran to the store & picked up sugar, then stared on the cherry jam.If this picture could have been taken 30 seconds earlier, you would have seen a cherry-pink mini volcano as the rapidly boiling jam expanded and oozed over the sides of the pan onto the stove, where it has completely fused itself to the surface--not to mention providing that wonderful burned-sugar aroma throughout the entire house.

But here....
Here is the [bleep] [bleep] cherry jam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

It better be freaking amazing!