Oops! Kitchen Disaster

Ah, yes. The remains of the glass lid for my skillet. It took an ill-timed tumble from the cooking island to the tile floor while I was making dinner tonight.
Here’s why Dave is a most-excellent Valentine: Although it was VERY clearly my fault the lid fell to the floor, he asked me if I was OK, sequestered the cat, and grabbed the broom for the clean-up. Now THAT’S romantic.
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