When I was pregnant with #4, I had a really bad day and was trying to talk DH into just going out for dinner. He decided to cook. He made a pork roast, pulled it out of the oven and set it on a glass platter. He then went to heat some string beans. Instead of putting them in the microwave (come on, I'm a quilter, not a cook!), he put them in a pan and on the stove. Unfortunately, he turned on the burner under the pork roast. After a few minutes, he heard the roast sizzling. He turned off the burner, grabbed the platter and it EXPLODED!! We had glass shards imbed into the wall behind the stove, into the linoleum on the floor, and land on the countertop. The three kids and I had just walked out of the room. Don wasn't hurt, but dinner was destroyed.
We went out for dinner that night!
And insurance paid for a new floor.