On Friday, Shane made Cheesecake and afterwards decided to self-clean the oven. He switched it over to self-clean and we sat down on the couch to watch a movie. Our eyes started to water so he went to check on it and smoke was billowing out the burners on the top. We tried to turn it off but it went into lock mode and we couldn't. Shane unplugged it and moved it out into the middle of the kitchen. It was still smoking. He tried to open it and the handle broke off. When he did get it open a little, flames shot out...time to call the fire department!!!
So with lights and sirens, they showed up. The fire chief was the first to get here. He came in the house, walked into the kitchen, walked by the smoking stove in the middle of our kitchen, looked at our dishwasher that was just finishing a cycle and said " Dispatch, disregard, it is just the dishwasher" then he turned around and said "Dispatch, we have an oven fire, send 'em over".
Anyway, they took the stove outside and pryed it open and put out the fire. The kids slept right through it. Thankfully, we have a hallway that goes to the back of the house and after opening all the windows in the front and closing the doors to the back, none of the smoke went back to where they were sleeping.
We are thankful it was just the oven. It was probably 15-20 years old. We now have a nice one with a ceramic cook top. Shane is in heaven!
Monday, December 17, 2007
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