Have you ever thought about the germs on your trusty, loyal sewing pins?
I must have seen too many episodes of "How Clean Is Your House: US" where they do lab tests to prove to people that phones, computer keyboards, counters, etc., are crawling with nasty, harmful germs. So when I spilled my Happy Yellow sewing pins all over the floor in the sewing room recently, my sweet hubby swept them up into a handy dust bin.
That was great. Quite helpful. And I DO appreciate his help. But it did not take long for me to think about the OTHER stuff that broom and dust pan handle around here...in a house of four Westies and one creaky old English Shepherd.
Are you following my train of thought here? What do I do with the pins when I sew? Sewing with pins temperarily lined up between my lips or buried in the fabric of my bodice. Hmmmnnn....dirty pins in my mouth. Germs from the floor transferred to the Happy Yellow sewing pins from the dust bin and forward to my unsuspecting lips.
ICK! *Grimace* E coli, anyone?
So, little square Happy Yellow Tupperware container was filled with water and a small SPLISH of bleach was added. About 10 percent bleach, or one part bleach to 10 parts water....a "splish" which is different from a SPLASH. The measurment is rather like a PINCH or a DASH is to a cup of liquid. I'm not quite sure where SPLOOSH fits in with these measurements, but when it is bath time for the Westies, Gordon asks them if they are ready to go take a SPLOOSH.
Fuzz and thread snippets floated to the top of the Tupperware pin container, and I simply let the accumulated fluff flow away from the pins that I stirred in the disinfecting solution. Every pin got a good soak in the Splish Bleach solution.
Is 49 years of age too old to still be playing with silly stuff? Actually this is only half of my Happy Yellow sewing pins. The ones I first disinfected are making a fun pattern on my pin cushion (sorry no handy photo, but here is a previous play session with my pin cushion). Yes, I play with my sewing pins.
And I still play with my BFF Happy Yellow Duckie from my childhood. This little fella must be 46 years old by now.( I wonder how old that is in Duck Years?) Our friendship has never waivered, My Happy Yellow Duckie and me.
Even when he was accidentally sent to the attic for many years, I still loved My Happy Yellow Duckie. Even last year when Nemo came to live here on a pair of wash cloths bound with pretty quilt fabric, I still loved My Happy Yellow Duckie the best.
Yes, I have seen all of the Toy Story movies, as well as Finding Nemo. Many times, in fact. Why do you ask? *wink*
So BIG JUMBO Happy Yellow Tupperware Canister full of Epsom Salt awaits the next bath along with my BFF Happy Yellow Duckie and Nemo, who cannot escape the quilt binding on the wash cloths nor the anemone made of Happy Yellow sewing pins.
Uh, you might want to give your sewing pins a Splish Disinfecting. Needles too. I'm just saying...
