When it rains it pours

As if a summer of expensive car trouble wasn't enough (the highlight of which was a tire falling off of the car) Isaiah just broke the door to our oven. He popped the hinges out of place. In the process of trying to fix it it came off completely. Now we're in the market for a new oven. I guess the bright side is that neither the stove nor the oven were in use at the time. Thanks to the internet I can at least shop from the comfort of my couch in my pajamas. Or make hubby do the shopping for me.

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