It was raining on my plasma screen TV

Today I finally laid the last planks on my kitchen floor. I've been putting the floor down little by little, it was the final repair after my dishwasher supply line disaster.
One Saturday morning a couple of months ago my husband and I awoke at an obscenely early hour to the sound of rushing water. At first it was that sound you hear in the back of your mind while you're dreaming, in fact I don't think it would have woken me if my husband hadn't gotten out of bed. I heard "Holy Shit!" and shot out of bed, instantly completely conscious and yelled "Holy Shit!" as I arrived into the kitchen wading ankle deep in water. My husband was rummaging under the sink for the shut off valve.
Immediately I turned on my heels and ran downstairs, headed for the main water shut-off, pausing momentarily to look into our family room. What I saw there brought forth another "Holy Shit!" It was raining on my plasma screen TV. My 60 inch High Def Plasma Screen TV with a built in DVR, we hadn't even had it a year. Actually it looked more like a small waterfall pouring down directly into the vent on the top/back of the TV. I tore myself away and shut off the main.
I won't bore you with all of the cleaning-up details but in the end we had to replace the ceiling and carpet in the family room, the floor in the kitchen, which was actually only 4 months old, the entertainment center, and of course the TV. We figured out that the water could have only been running for about twenty minutes, I don't even want to think about what would have happened if it had happened while we were at work.
I ended up having to file a homeowners claim to pay for everything, there was a $1000 deductible, but I just about broke even since I did all the grunt work myself.
Anyway, I'm just so relieved that the whole thing finally over so I just wanted to say WOO-HOO!