And some of these.
And filled up this.
And I made seven jars of blueberry jam.
While the jars were in the stockpot sealing--I munched on the dregs of the jam left in my stockpot.
And I crunched down on glass.
The tip of my candy thermometer had broken off into my jam.
Seven jars of jam contaminated with broken glass.
Seven jars literally down the drain.