Stranger than Fiction!

If you're thinking that's a heating pad that may have just caught on fire . . you'd be correct!! All day I've been scared to touch anything. This morning I thought about making some adjustments to the longarm that required using a screw driver and then I decided to wait til I've had a few days with no catastrophes. I heated up some homemade soup and made a salad for lunch. That went fine . . nothing wrong. I smoked chickens for dinner, made hash brown potatoes to go with those. That went fine . . nothing wrong. It's 8:00 p.m. The day is almost over. I was feeling confident that I may have made it without incident through the entire day. Chad comes in to where I'm quilting and said "Mom, the heating pad caught on fire!" Vince hurt his back, apparently Friday while trying to figure out what to do about the roof so he's had the heating pad on his back all weekend and during lunch. Chad said he decided to put it on his back to see how it felt. Yesterday Vince said "This heating pad gets hotter than the one I have at home." Yep, it got just a little too hot! It burned the cover, burned holes through Chad's shirt but just scorched his undershirt and didn't burn his skin. Thankfully, he unplugged it and threw it outside before coming to tell me. If you think I'm really getting paranoid about what might happen next, you are right! Sure hope my insurance agent doesn't happen across my blog! I've had two real house fires (in 1979 a whole house burned and in 1992 about half our house burned but there was arson with both of them and I wasn't the suspect!) and this is really getting to be scary for me.