My life flashes before my eyes....

So apparently, all appliances don't last forever. I know this but I always thought those rules didn't apply to me or my house because hey, we buy quality. Nonetheless, just two days ago, I was preparing a pot of tasty soup for dinner. I cut the potatoes, carrots, onions and garlic. I added the water. I could taste the soup in my mouth already. I was feeling really on the ball because I would have dinner done when Matt got home from work. Everything was going well up until I put the pot on the stove and turned the heating element on. Two minutes into the "heating up" time, I hear a big pop. I whipped my head around just in time to see sparks flying up from my soup, a foot and a half into the air. I screamed, of course. What else am I going to do! I have watched those t.v. shows about what to do in an emergency situation. I know what to do if the stove catches on fire but did I think of any of those things? No. I thought I was going to have a heart attack as I watched the sparks spurting out from under my delicious soup. Quickly, the sparks died down enough that I became de-mesmerized by the firework show and I turned the stove off. As the sparks came to a halt, I realized that there was water going all over the top of the stove. This is why!


Those darn sparks burned a hole right through my precious pot. Did I say we buy quality stuff? Only sometimes. So water was leaking out of my pot all over our stove. I picked it up and put it into the sink. I called Matt and amidst the semi-hyperventilation, I told him I thought we would need a new stove. When all was said and done, I found out that when the heating element gets old, that is what happens. It basically blew a hole into the heating element and all the electricity came shooting out. YIPES!! See the remains of the old heating element? We had pancakes for dinner on my high quality griddle. Maybe I'll start cooking with charcoal and firewood from now on.