No, this isn't about Christopher.
We had a little problem with the oven the other night, namely the bottom element catching on fire and burning long after the oven was off. So I removed the element and sent Deb to get a replacement yesterday. Despite her trying to get the parts people to say buying a new oven, with double ovens, would be cheaper to buy, she came back with the element.
The fire was so bad one of the connectors from the element to the wiring was melted together. So I went and bought a replacement at Lowes. I then fixed the oven and tested it. Less than 30 minutes total time.
So why is this worthy of a blog posting? Well:
1. Usually things like this turn into 2 day affairs with lots of trips to Lowes and curses
2. Meghan only once asked if she needed to call 911 (but did ask Deb what she should say if she had to)
3. Not once did Meghan say 'Just call Roger'.
4. I actually fixed something instead of buying a replacement
No, we won't fix the TV when it finally dies. Plasma baby!