Luckily there was enough residual heat in the oven that I was able to finish baking my cheesy-onion biscuits and the stove top was not affected (effected? I could never figure which one to use.) so I finished making supper with only a slight biscuit-hitch. The meal was consumed, dishes washed & the evening went on as normal.
Sunday morning we called the local big box stores, but nobody carried oven heating elements and the smaller family-owned store was closed. By Sunday afternoon, I was just dying to bake something! We didn't need any bread as there was still a half loaf left as well as two in the freezer. We definitely didn't need any cookies (gett'n a little too squishy along the midsection) and it's not like I had to bake a birthday cake or holiday pie or anything. And even if we wanted potatoes with supper, they could go right in the microwave. But just knowing that I couldn't use the oven was driving me bonkers.
The wood stove had been turned down as the weather was warm(ish) so I raked the coals around, put my old baking pan in the coals upside down to provide a potential baking platform and put the oven thermometer in there to check the temp. It was a toasty 425 degrees. Perfect for baking bread!
Except that I really, really didn't need to make any bread. I guess if I let the stove cool off a little bit more I could get it down to "cookie-making" temps of 325 degrees. But again, I didn't really need to be making any cookies.
Last year I baked some cookies on top of the stove (using a upside down baking pan on top of them as a mini-oven) and a few loaves of bread and they turned out fine.
So after all the fuss about just having to bake something, I guess just knowing that I could bake in the wood stove if I wanted to was satisfaction enough.