With the hot/humid weather comes the need for air conditioning. My husband and I long ago divvied up household jobs into Man-sh!t and Woman-sh!t. It may seem sexist, however, it really works for us. Although I certainly CAN use tools if needed (thanks, Dad), I'm happy to leave that to him. He could do laundry even though he deliberately sabotaged a load of laundry with a red shirt (thirty years ago).
Among the jobs in the house that fall under Woman-sh!t, is changing the air conditioning filters. Yes, I know it would seem like it should fall under Man-sh!t. The reason it falls to me is that I need the air conditioning in working order more intensely than he does AND it requires going up into the attic.
This is a very, very long preamble into the true subject of this post.
While in the attic taking care of the filter, I came upon two blanket-sized plastic zip bags filled with hand-knit items long forgotten. I tossed them down the attic ladder and had a look.
They were all from the novelty yarn fad that spanned (approximately from) 2003-2006.
I haven't seen this much eyelash, ribbon, and frippery calling itself yarn in over ten years and I was good with that.
There was one shawl I felt the need to make not once,
but twice in the same white medley,
and a third time in blues. Full disclosure, I still like the shaping of this shawl, just not the materials I chose!
Sigh! Thankfully I was able to give it ALL away.
Ok, let's go with the quote above.
However, if I ever and I mean EVER brandish a skein of fluffy, eyelash yarn with all kinds of bits hanging off, take it away and hit me with it!