How on Earth did that happen?!?

We just spent a fun evening cleaning up glass. Yes, glass. LOTS of glass. Rob was sitting in the living and yelled to me to see where I was - I was in my scrap room (of course), and he mumbled something about "that's weird". Upon investigation, our back sliding glass door had popped and was crackling into thousands of little bits.
We decided it was best to knock the rest of the glass out, so with plywood to protect the house (and himself), Rob pushed the rest out. We then spent a good 45 minutes sweeping it up with a dustpan and broom. The joys of home ownership!

Hope your evening was better than ours!
Jenn