Hey little girl is your daddy home
Did he go away and leave you all alone
I got a bad desire
I’m on fire
Tell me now baby is he good to you
Can he do to you the things that I do
I can take you higher
I’m on fire
Sometimes it’s like someone took a knife baby
edgy and dull and cut a six-inch valley
through the middle of my soul
At night I wake up with the sheets soaking wet
and a freight train running through the
middle of my head
Only you can cool my desire
I’m on fire
I’m driving in my car, I turn on the radio
I’m pulling you close, you just say no
You say you don’t like it, but girl I know you’re a liar
‘Cause when we kiss, Fire
Late at night I’m takin’ you home
I say I wanna stay, you say you wanna be alone
You say you don’t love me, girl you can’t hide your desire
‘Cause when we kiss, Fire
You had a hold on me, right from the start
A grip so tight I couldn’t tear it apart
My nerves all jumpin’ actin’ like a fool
Well your kisses they burn but your heart stays cool
Romeo and Juliet, Samson and Delilah
Baby you can bet their love they didn’t deny
Your words say split but your words they lie
‘Cause when we kiss, Fire
Words and Musice by Bruce Springsteen.
There is no knitting content today. None. Nada. NIL. It’s like when I finished that shawl I was sapped of all my knitting super powers. I can’t even look at a sock. I’m sad. Anyway, come back, I don’t know, next month? if you want knitting. Thanks!
Last night was NOT devoid of excitement. It was about 9:45PM and I was laying in bed updating the MDSW sidebar (yes, I’m STILL updating) and watching this show about Bette Davis’s life. I love Bette Davis. Anyway, I’m watching tv and computing when G calls me in for dinner. I take my time wandering into the dining room from our bedroom and as I’m passing the kitchen he comes out, frantic, practically running me over.
“I need your help! There’s a FIRE!”
I walk into the kitchen – no smoke or anything – to see what can only be described as a nice bright ember glowing in the heating unit at the bottom of the oven. The chicken he was cooking is still in there and he proceeds to toss water on the coil. And when I say toss I mean throw a measuring cup of water in the direction of the oven missing pretty much everything that might be burning. I say why don’t we take the chicken out of the oven so we can get a better look at what’s going on? I wasn’t really scared or upset or anything because there weren’t really any flames, per se, but it was definitely on fire and it didn’t seem to be going out. We take the chicken out and the grates and watch it burn. G’s so pissed because he made corn on the cob and biscuits even and he’s hungry and I say I should get the camera to take a picture for the blog and he says do whatever you want. Yeah. No burning picture. The ember travels around the coil – so it’s moving – but it isn’t getting bigger. G throws more water into the oven. Nothing. Some sizzling and some sparks shooting out of the coil, but nothing like it’s going out. At all. It seems at any moment it’s going to get A LOT bigger and that’s what prompts us to get out the fire extinguisher.
I keep yelling, “DON’T POINT IT AT ME!” as G’s trying to figure out how to get out the pin. Not very intuitive those things. Had it been a real fire we would have been dead before we got the thing opened. He unpins it finally and takes aim and fires it at the burning coil. Nothing. Nothing, that is, unless you count a HUGE plume of toxic talc in our faces and lungs. Cough. Cough. Great.
About this time I remember that the washing machine and dryer are right next to the stove and that there are still clothes in the hamper on the floor and pants over the door that haven’t been folded or anything since the last time we did laundry so I’m scooping everything up and throwing it on the sofa in the living room and then I remember the big box of yarn that came the other day (I’ll tell you about it later) and I quickly get it all back in the box and close it up and open all the windows and then go back into the kitchen.
So the thing is still burning and now we’re trying water again which mixes with the fire extinguisher stuff so that we’re making a paste that will be impossible to get off ever and the coil is still burning. Then I take control of the fire extinguisher and hold that fucker down so that the ENTIRE house fills with toxic talc. The fire just won’t quit, moving along the track but now it’s getting to the other side of the coil and suddenly more and more sparks are shooting out and the fire blooms up then back to what it’s been and then I notice that the coil is burning bright orange further down the line where the fire is heading and it wasn’t doing that before. I close the oven because I’m thinking if this thing gets out of hand then maybe it will contain itself in there and G says no because opening it will cool it down and it’s STILL BURNING and I’m getting scared now and we’ve sort of run out of options and it doesn’t look like this thing is going to burn itself out and we both feel like the thing is going to explode at any minute. So we do it. God help me this means people, STRANGERS will see I’m a pig, but the house could burn down and we don’t have any choice. G calls 911.
“911. What’s your emergency?”
“We live at __ __ __. There’s a fire in our oven. We’ve tried everything to get it out. There’s not much smoke. (There really wasn’t any – it was just fire extinguisher crap.) It’s electric.”
“Did you try unplugging it?”
“We can’t get to the plug.”
“Did you flip the circuit breaker?”
Blank stares.
G runs over to where the circuit breaker is located, across from the stove IN THE KITCHEN, and we both start flipping switches. I look over to the oven. The fire is completely out. Nothing burning anymore. When I say instantaneous, I’m being slow about it. “It’s out,” G says to the operator. “No, no. It’s out. We’re good. Thank you.”
I’m amazed. In shock. Complete AWE that two incredibly intelligent, resourceful, quick on their feet people could be SO FUCKING STUPID!!!!!!
My house is covered with a fine mist of silt. Soot. Whatever the fuck you want to call this dust that is in everything. Oh and that little fire that probably wasn’t a fire at all – burned right through the coil in the stove. So I’ll be getting a new stove.
I just lay on the floor and started crying. Dude. I have to clean my house. I don’t have time this week to clean my house. I don’t. Next week I can clean my house. I think all the yarn is okay and it’ll be hard to tell what’s normal dust and what’s fire extinguisher dust. There is some good news in all this: the microwave still works.
I should’ve known that when I took this picture earlier in the evening it was a harbinger:
That’s pretty much what the stove looked like on fire.
I’m feeling EXTREMELY guilty about Maryland. We need a new stove. We just spent a fortune to fix our old car and now we’re not using our new (old) car because we need to keep it nice before we trade it in for our new (new) car which god knows when that will come so we’re renting a car to drive down to Maryland. It’s going to be really hard to spend money. Well, it’s going to be hard to spend money guilt-free. G says this year is a rebuilding year like the Mets. I say stop being so goofy and happy when your house almost burned to the ground you big lug. And besides, I’m a Yankee fan. I said we don’t have to go this weekend and he said of course we’re going and now that we’re renting a car it will be even MORE like a vacation. How’d I get so lucky?
Now, I have a favor to ask. I’m feeling really really really negative about my sockapaloooza socks. Somehow I feel like I’ve been cursed in this exchange and that I will NOT be getting a new pair of socks. If you are my pal and read my blog, can you please please send me out a note that says you are knitting the socks or have knit the socks or could care less about knitting my socks? I haven’t heard from you AT ALL and I’m sorry if I’m being a pain but I’m nervous and I don’t want to go to the mailbox every day just to be disappointed. Thanks sock pal. I really appreciate it.
What a sucky evening. Events like that are stressful and can really put an emotional pall on things (not to mention a crap load of dust). I’m glad G is still supporting going to MD — sometimes it’s important to get away to get the energy to tackle the never ending list of crap that we all have to deal with.
Ah, the breaker. I wouldn’t have thought of that either, but Travis would have. It’s the whole construction thing – he just thinks of stuff like that. The good news is that nothing really terrible happened and you get a new stove (they really aren’t that expensive, well they can be, but normal ones aren’t). G is super sweet and you’ll have a great time at Maryland. Maybe it would be worth it to have someone come clean your house this week – you get to avoid stressing about it and your house gets clean. I’m sorry I’m not your pal – I really wish I was.
The heating element in our stove caught on fire one year, just as I was finishing up the Stollen marathon. I grabbed the last two loaves out of the oven, turned the whole thing off, shut the door (because fire requires oxygen, and the first thing I always remember being told is that if you have a fire in your oven, you close the door!), and then I went out to the garage to turn the circuit breaker off. Didn’t think to use the fire extinguisher, though! Stupid oven….
And, you know, you don’t have to BUY much in Maryland–just go and hang out and have fun! (I know, easy for me to say–I’ll be a couple hundred miles away from temptation!)
Dear Cara,
Stop being so hard on yourself…it really could have been worse…Don’t feel guilty…CELEBRATE!!
I love reading your blog, love your photographs and your knitting life. G loves you so..go to MD and spend $$, life always goes on…
I love the sunset!
Sorry about the oven.
Where will the NJ gathering be at MSW?
Good Lord! I’m glad everyone is fine and that no yarn was harmed in the proceedings. Fire extinguisher dust is a bitch to clean up.
You know, this will be the point at which G states he shouldn’t cook any more. “I dunno, Sweetie, remember when I set the oven on fire…” ;>
So you had a disaster, at least you have a great song to go with it. I’m pretty sure Bruce Springsteen doesn’t have a song The Basement Leaks.
Wow. But you tell a great story. Have fun this weekend – no worries!
That fine dust everywhere is a very big bummer! Shees…maybe the goddess is saying you’ve put off cleaning the house long enough. Go to MD, have fun, and then come back and face the music. At least you’ll be feeling great from all the fiber and friends you’ll see.
We had a fire like that when our oven died…but we just watched it burn…did nothing! You were smart to at least try and stop it. Ours did burn out but we didn’t KNOW it would.
I know it may be worse than buying a new oven, but you might be able to just buy a new coil thingy and clean the old oven. Assuming that cleaning is possible, of course.
What an evening! We had a sink fall off of the bathroom wall in the middle of the night one time. Water spraying everywhere, and we couldn’t find the shut off valve. It took us about 20 minutes to figure out to flip the breaker. It’s a rebuilding year; I like that.
Oops! I had an oven fire, trouble was I couldn’t get to the circuit breaker because the fire was between me and it. Like you there was no fire damage it was all smoke and it gets everywhere. Everything will be ok. Does your hosehold insurance cover that sort of thing over there? I know mine did. They replaced the oven and payed for a cleaning crew to wash everything down as well. It would be worth checking.
Go to MD, have a great time, spend money. There is nothing like the rush that comes from spending money when you really shouldn’t. Don’t ask me why, just ride it.
I am not your sock pal, but I would be pleased to knit you a pair of socks if yours don’t show up. (Maybe you just provided excruciatingly detailed info as to color, foot size, style, etc. and your pal figured s/he knew everything necessary and would just surprise your pants off?) Probably me and about 50 other people. You could make out like a bandit here.
That sunset is so beautiful. The oven, not so much. Sorry about that. I wouldn’t have thought of the circuit breaker either, I would have totally panicked.
Oh wow, sorry to hear about the oven. How scary! Thank goodness it wasn’t any worse.
Here’s hoping that your sock pal comes through for you. I’ve been thinking similar thoughts. Secret Pal type exchanges are tough – basically you have to blindly trust someone you don’t know to put as much effort into your gift as you’ve put into someone else’s.
so sorry to hear about the fire… we had a stove fire once, too. not pretty! i hope you will hear from your sockpal. you deserve a good pair of socks!
Gee sounds like my burning garlic bread..
Closing the oven would have cut off it’s oxegen supply.. so that was a good idea!!
I have an oven that likes to ‘run away’ and so running downstairs to the breaker box has become a way of life.. I hardly have to look anymore to hit the right switches!
(need some microwave recipes?)
Glad no one got hurt.. that.. is the most important thing!
I’m so sorry about that stupid dust all over the place. That’s got to be the worst part of it all. Go have fun and buy some stuff too. Just don’t go overboard so you don’t have to feel guilty. I saw that Bette Davis program too. It was good, but what a crappy daughter she had!
If your pal finks out on you, I’ll knit the best darn pair of socks that I can possibly churn out for you.
But seriously, who in their right mind would dis someone as wonderful as you?
When you decide to liven up an evening you don’t mess around! It *was* a kitchen type fire extinguisher right? I’m glad things didn’t get too out of hand but I bet it’s not going to be fun cleaning up, argh.
There are so many reasons why I love you and I just learned another: Bette Davis!
I’m thinkin’ “no water.” If it’s electrical, don’t use water — that could cause some really big problems for you and possibly your neighbors (possibly very many of your neighbors). I’m so glad you’re all okay (you, Georgie, the yarn — a big box of it, huh?).
Go to Maryland and have fun. ; )
OMG, isn’t that the worst thing about exchanges — silence on the other end?
Oh Cara, what a story! I’m glad that you and G are fine after all is said and done. Don’t feel guilty over your spending – it’s just life. It’s probably more productive to watch your spending from now on, rather than mull over things you’ve already committed to. And unfortunately, I’m not your sock pal… otherwise I would have sent you a note. I’m in the same boat – as far as I know, no one out there is thinking about me and knitting me socks either :(.
oh. wow. so sorry about your scary fire incident! i hope you do treat your trip to maryland as a vacation, it sounds like after that ordeal you need it!
and here is hoping that your sock pal comes throuhg, because you definately put good karma out there with the amazing stuff you sent yours!
Oh, crap. The same thing happened to me a year ago last Thanksgiving. The night before Thanksgiving, when I was supposed to be making the whole meal. It wasn’t too much fun taking the turkey to roast at my mother’s, et the fuck cetera. And it took us over a year to get an electrician in to replace the element (which is maybe all you need — not a new oven.) Although, come to think of it, since you effectively put CONCRETE in it with the talc and the water… plus, I still don’t think mine works right. We probably ought to replace it, and I suppose you should too. But just go to Maryland and mope. I dare ya.
So glad no one got hurt. You know, in an emergency, sometimes we all have brainfreezes that seem so stupid later. I know I do. At least you got good advice in time and now your biggest problem is cleaning up (not fun, I know, but better than the alternative) and getting a new stove (also not fun, but like Stephanie pointed out, a basic stove isn’t hugely expensive.)
In your place, I would definitely go to MD, since it will make you feel better. But I would decide in advance, in light of expenses to which you’ve already committed, what amount you will spend. I might just be goofy, but I feel really great when I buy yarn and keep within my budget. Like I’m ultra-responsible or something. When I go over my budget, I feel really awful and kind of beat myself up about it and it kind of taints the whole experience with a bad vibe. Maybe you’re like me, maybe you’re not. But I would have more fun at MD sticking to a plan.
Oh, man! One of my very first blog posts was about a grease fire that I put out–my first thoughts after the fire was out were “Is the yarn ok? Will is smell like smoke?” There’s nothing like seeing flames shoot up in an unwanted place to set your heart a-thumpin’!
I’m sure your sock pal will contact you soon!
oh no! i once had to use a fire extinguisher on my microwave oven and, yeah, i recognize that scene of destruction. awful awful.
i hear ya on the sockpal thing. i was screwed on secret pal. but ya just gotta sit back and hope that it’s the USPS that’s screwing you over this time instead of a knitter 🙂
I’m glad to hear that the fire is out and all is well. We had a fire in our oven when I made cinnamon rolls and stupidly forgot to prevent the buttery coating from spilling out (very flammable). These were no ordinary cinnamon rolls – they were from a Julia Child recipe, required a sour dough starter and took 2 days to make. Moxie managed to heroically save them just prior to the entire oven going up in flames. It was fun. After the fire was out, we put the rolls back in, let them finish cooking, and had breakfast.
OMG, Cara that’s awful, glad you are both okay and have a fab time at Maryland and I am keeping my fingers crossed for you getting your socks soon.
sorry about your oven and all but i just have to say that the story as you tell it is hilarious!
my office is in a very old part of town and every year they make us do a fire drill where we get to extinguish fires (using newspapers and towels, not only fire extinguishers). because we use these huge refillable extinguishers there’s no safety pin (is that the word? it sounds wrong) in it and they make us shout SAFETY PIN OUT! before we push the handle. i am convinced that if i ever need to use an extinguisher in a real fire i will be shouting SAFETY PIN OUT! instead of actually pulling it out.
sheesh, that was a long one, wasn’t it? have fun in maryland!
As usual, you tell a great story! That’s why reading your blog is so fun. Too bad about the fire extinguisher mess, but I doubt you need a new oven. The heating coil on our stove did the *exact* same thing last December and we only needed to replace the coil. Enjoy MDS&W. Think how relaxing it will be to be out of the house!
I’m not your sock pal …. I wish I was, if only so I could ease your mind.
Re: the stove …. Ye Gods and Little Fishes!! Throwing the breaker wouldn’t have occured to me, either, for what it’s worth …. thank heaven the 911 operator could walk you through it.
You could probably get away with just replacing the heating element, instead of the whole stove. I had a similar thing happen to me a few years back and it was pretty easy to replace.
I wouldn’t have thought of that either! I’m jsut glad to hear it wasn’t worse – but bummer that you have soot all over. Blech.
I so enjoyed your stream of green pictures from yesterday!
OK, I cleaned myself up after reading that and I wanted to make a few comments/suggestions.
Inlight of your upcoming trip to MS$W may I suggest an easybake oven for a few months. You will not only be able to bake but you will also use less electricity.
We can all pitch in together and knit you a new oven, won’t make to much cook but dam it will look awesome and mean so much to you. Think about that!
final suggestion as I always feel I need to leave them in 3’s forget food, go right for the hard stuff!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
See you Sat
You have had one heck of an evening… so sorry you had to deal with all that.
I wouldn’t feel guilty about MS&W – come and have fun! I’m sure that there are a few of us who wouldn’t force you to buy anything. 😉
I got shafted on the sockapalooza thing too. My first time was great, the second time, not so much. I’d be happy (with about everyone else here, I bet) to knit you some sock-pal socks! 🙂
Someday I’ll tell you the toaster story….
Man, those 911 operators are quick on their feet!
It’s all good. We’ve had oven fires and microwave fires in our house, as have many of your blogging buddies, apparently, so you are in good company!
Enjoy MD and here’s hoping that your sock pal steps up! If she doesn’t, I’m sure there are many that would be more than happy to step into the job!
Look, except for renting the car, MD is free. Just buy what you absolutely can’t live without, and file the rest away as future treats. Hugs.
Ohmygawd what an experience. I wouldn’t have thought of the breaker either. I hope you get your socks. I was burned a couple times and never again. I hope to see you at MD. You can still have fun without a lot of money.
Hey Cara, do you need help? I can come over on the weekend with my cleaning supplies or something.
Shit Sweetie that sucks! Go to http://www.sears.com and see if they have a scratch & dent near you (they call them outlets). Basically, you get the same warranty as you would in the regular store but there is a little scratch on it (or it was returned for no good reason and can’t sell it as new anymore). You can save a boatload of money.
Our washer broke and we bought one that retailed for $1100 for $599. Teeny scratch on the back of the washer – that was it.
If there isn’t one by you and you don’t mind schlepping – there is one right by my house.
~smooch~
I’m so glad the yarn is safe! (And you and Georgie too!). If you need any crockpot recipes to tide you over, let me know! Have fun this weekend, and buy yarn for me! 🙂
What an evening you had to deal with – I know I would have never thought of the circuit breaker. I’m glad to hear everyone and everything (including the yarn) was safe. Go and have fun this weekend in MD. I’m sure you’ll feel good to be away and hopefully you’ll be in a better mood to tackle it later.
I hope your sock shows up soon… If they don’t show up, I’d be honored to knit some socks for you.
I love reading your blog and seeing your projects – you inspire me to try new things 🙂
I was a 911 operator for several years, and I have to tell you that NOBODY thinks of the damn circuit breaker until you tell them to flip it. Glad that you, G, and the yarn are all ok!
Yikes! Sorry about your oven. Thank goodness you, G and yarn are all ok.
Love the sunset, it’s so pretty!
Ugh! What a way to ruin an evening and dinner sounded so wonderful. Leave your cares behind and come have fun in MD!! Weather prediction: Low 70’s and partly cloudy. Only 20% chance of rain!
Sorry you had such a rough evening, though I’m certainly glad it all ended with no damage beyond the stove.
Dude. That FUCKING.SUCKS. I’m so sorry.
PS – that is one of the sexiest songs EVER. it gets me every time.
Cara, I think your wonderful. And I haven’t even met you yet. I know it sucked for you, but that was the most entertaining thing I’ve read in weeks. I was rivited. can’t wait for this weekend, I’ll see you Saturday!
Okay I just read over 40 comments and NOT ONE PERSON is out there confessing to be your sock pal.
I also. Am not. Your sock pal.
Hello? Where the hell are the sock pals? Mine is MIA too. Never a word. Never a comment. Nothing. Nada. Zilch. I put out a similar (though slightly less direct) plea a few days ago on my blog. I’m trying to just tell myself “it’s okay – it’s okay – it’s okay”. But I still have a tiny twinge in my tummy about not hearing from them.
Girl, you’re going to MD and your dear G is renting a car to take you. There are blessings out there even if the person never sends you a pair of freagin socks (not that they won’t – I’m just sayin’.) I hope your pal shows and sends you the most awesome package on Earth. After your hilarious stove story and the misery of having to CLEAN UP THE MESS you totally deserve the best package and pair of socks ever. I would knit you socks Cara. If I was your pal. (((Hug)))
I am glad to hear you are fine and that the stove fire was minor. I am also hoping to get to meet you at MS&W..
I’ve never heard from my SOCKAPALOOZA person either, so if I get a package I will be really surprised.
Good thoughts going your way!!
Hey Cara,
So sorry about the fire – a little too much drama in the kitchen, huh?
By the way, I’ll be at MS&W so you can list my blog up there, if it’s not too late. I tried to comment on that particular blog post, but it said it “failed”, for whatever reason.
little honey! that last bit about your sock pal was very bittersweet. If you get screwed again, I am knitting you a pair of socks!
We had the same kind of fire in our stove a few months back but we have convection so I couldn’t see that it was the coil burning. I didn’t flip the breaker (that would have been too smart)-I called 911. Then I called my husband who ran right home (except that we live 20 minutes out of any town) and the fire department came with their big trucks and the funniest looking rag-tag firemen you ever did see! We just remodeled our house and these firemen were more interested in our really new, really big Thermador Microwave in the wall! Thank God it wasn’t a real emergency! I’m glad to hear your fine!
If your stove is over 10 years old it will be cheaper to replace it then to repair it.
Now a way to raise the money for either the repair or the replacement. Is a Cd of some of your photos to be used as Wallpaper. I’d be more than willing to pay around $10.00 plus shipping to the west coast for some of them. Say 25 or so.
I already have several saved from your blog. My favorite so far is the coconut with the barnacles on it.
Quelyn
Oh no! Oven fires can be very, very scary- and dangerous. I work for 911 as a calltaker, and we’re glad to send out the FD anytime. Don’t feel like you have to solve the (growing) problem by yourself! Let the professionals handle it!
And I’m very glad the yarn was safe! That was a close one 🙂
I’m glad you guys are ok. That’s what the 911 people get paid for – thinking clearly. It’s hard to think clearly when it’s your stove on fire.
Sorry about the stove…but I’m glad the yarn’s ok! 🙂 (priorities, you know)
Cara and Sugar Bunny Laura,
I think the Sock exchange should allow for backups, say if you’ve not heard from the pal at such and such time, select from a waiting list.
Sounds like there’s tons of knitters willing to be a pal to you gals, me included. 🙂
I never contacted my sockpal – this was my first exchange and I didnt know I was supposed to. (Sorry sockpal, and I swear its not you!) However, On May 2 I mailed her a pair of socks made out of gorgeous Claudia Hand Painted, a crocheted beaded bag, beaded stitch marker hand made by me and some wool wash to take care of her socks…so dont worry, if your sockpal doesnt come through, I will send you a pair myself!
In the heat of the moment you brain freezes, no biggy, happens to me sometimes…
I witnessed a huge car accident. The husband stops the car, jumps out and tries to pull out a man that is passed out in his car who’s car is smoking bad. He comes to get me (the non practicing Paramedic, at the time) I’m just frozen in time. Scared. In shock. Confused why the car missed us by inches.
It happens.
Glad your okay.
That happened to our stove when I was younger and my father just replaced the heating element. My parents still have that stove and I think it’s older than I am (30+ years.) Try replacing before you buy a whole new stove. No need to feel hendered in your MDSW shopping.
I had a different oven issue a couple years ago. I put it on the clean cycle and then it stayed locked and just had a fan running endlessly. It turns out our themostat failed and the new fangled oven with the computer brain in it went into a safe mode to protect us. I had to have the repair man out to fix it.
Also, just for future reference — no water on electrical fires, okay?
HOLY CRAP! I’m glad everyone’s ok!!!! And I’m glad you’re still coming to MD!!!! Don’t feel guilty about it, you deserve some fun!
I don’t know if anyone else mentioned it, but is it possible that the oven can get covered by your insurance? We had an oven fire in my house last year while we were cooking meat, and we didn’t have to pay to get it replaced. An inspector came in (I think from the insurance company) and told us that it needed to be replaced and that it would be covered— but it’s pretty obvious by the split coil that your oven is not in working order. I don’t know what your insurance will cover, but it’s at least worth looking into.
By the way, do not get bummed out about going to MD. Even if you don’t buy as much as you had planned (or even nothing at all), it’s worth it for the experience!
I don’t know if anyone else mentioned it, but is it possible that the oven can get covered by your insurance? We had an oven fire in my house last year while we were cooking meat, and we didn’t have to pay to get it replaced. An inspector came in (I think from the insurance company) and told us that it needed to be replaced and that it would be covered— but it’s pretty obvious by the split coil that your oven is not in working order. I don’t know what your insurance will cover, but it’s at least worth looking into.
By the way, do not get bummed out about going to MD. Even if you don’t buy as much as you had planned (or even nothing at all), it’s worth it for the experience!
oops! Sorry about the double comment… =D
OMG. I’m glad it finally got stopped and everyone is okay.
Wow – that’s a bit scary indeed. I’m glad you saved the yarn. I can’t knit much at the moment but if your sock pal falls through I’ll send you something to cheer you up!
Fiiiiiiiiirrrrrrrreeeeeeeee, smoke she is a-risin’
Fire, smoke on the horizon…
Holy crap, Cara, I’m so glad you all are okay!!!!
Also, I may have been gypped by my sockpal too. When will I learn???
Cara, I’m so thrilled to see my name in the sidebar (all black and dead because…no blog…but still)! This is the stuff that belly laughs are made of, way down the line, so try to file it away that way. I’ll see you at MD and maybe I can convince you to come down to DC and photograph my child…because I swear, your child photos are the most wonderful I’ve ever seen. Maybe the fee can pay for a new oven?? And I’ll throw in a hank of something lovely?
Oh, Cara, I’m so sorry about your oven. (On the bright side, at least your husband can cook. Mine can’t even make hamburger helper.)
I’m not your sockpal, but I would gladly be your sock savior!!!
The exact same thing happened to me once — you don’t need a new oven, you can just replace the coil that burned out (which will be a whole lot cheaper.) The fix didn’t take long — the repair guy came, replaced the coil and was gone.
In my oven, once the ember got to the other end of the coil, the glowing/sparking stopped and nothing else happened.
Yikes. I’m glad you’re both okay.
I wouldn’t have thought of the breaker either.
All will be well. Don’t worry.
That totally sucks about the oven. But look on the bright side – you get to buy a new toy! Just for future mishaps you should buy a different fire extingisher. We have this cool one that puts out the fire without covering your entire house in dust. Just sayin’…
Just to drive home a point: Don’t use water with electric fires (helps conduct electricity, ya know) and don’t use water in grease fires (it makes the grease splatter.)
Stoves can be replaced. You can’t. I’m glad y’all are ok!
Oh gawd — just glad that it wasn’t more serious. Have a blast this weekend — I’ll be thinking of all you guys down there!
cara…i’m sure you will get your socks…of the 625+ participants, over 75% have checked in with alison that they are completed. and also, rest assured that a sock savior will come to your rescue and you will get a fabulous pair of socks (the fire pity will serve you well). i’m glad noone and nothing was seriously damaged. enjoy MD. also, have you noticed that ever since you posted those beautiful pics of you in your shawl, your blog flickers when you scroll down? just sayin’
I didn’t even think about a circuit breaker. Go and enjoy yourself. If there’s anything I’ve learned in the past month, it’s to enjoy yourself. Time here on this Earth is so limited that if we can’t have out and out joy, it’s just not worth doing! The stove will be replaced [maybe even thru the stove company] and you’ll enjoy yourself while you’re in MD. The happiness you put out will be returned to you!!!
xoxo
have a great time!
I wouldn’t have thought of the breaker, either. It’s just one of those things. If you like, I can knit you a pair of socks! I’ve never knit socks before, but I bet I could kick some sock ass! I love DPNs! (that’s what socks are knit on, right?)