Burn, MF, Burn!

This weekend I discovered the answer to one of those questions that everyone at some point ponders, but hopes they never learn the answer to.  What happens if you leave the house with the oven on.  At 450F.  For the ENTIRE WEEKEND.  Yeah. 

Fortunately, in this case, the worst result was the dirty looks my husband got for the rest of the afternoon.  I couldn't be any meaner to him about it, because for a few minutes I thought I had been the one to leave it on - and it's entirely possible that I will do that one of these days.  Still, I could have gone the rest of my life without knowing that it was possible to leave an oven on for an entire weekend.  Sigh.