Fought a losing battle with the basement freezer in which I tried to regain possession of my sorbet (nowhere to be found). I barely succeeded in the battle to close the door and not have it pop back open. My fingers are cold, and I am still without frozen treats. Grr. Now is the time when I really wish my freezer actually kept ice cream and such cold. It's fine with other things, but not ice cream. It can handle Klondike Bars (barely), but that's the extent of its skills. Of course, there's probably a very high correlation (and most likely a causation) between the lack of ice cream available to me and the fact that the jeans I recently bought are now rather loose...