Short Memory

Forget Washie.  I'm quite over her.  Meet my new best friend.

 This is Miss Scrubby Dubby.  She is a sturdy gal due to her internal fortitude of TSS. 

The double pass of Tunisian crochet is too thick for delicate projects, but it is perfect for something that will be used and abused like an afghan, pillow, rug or wash cloth.

Both sides of the TSS field have texture.  Especially the reverse side which is all bumpy.  That textured cotton is ideal for gently washing skin.  Indeed, for some five or six years now, the only cleansing device (other than my hands) that touches my face is a hand made wash cloth. 

Like Washie before her, Miss Scrubby Dubby has my signature crochet chain edging that wads up into a brilliant buffing ball of cotton and then dries quickly for the next use.

Even before her first use, I am looking at MSD and thinking that perhaps she does not want to live in the bath where it is sometimes dark and lonely during the day.  Her bright happy yellow tint is perfect for the sunshine.

Just look at her edging!  Absolutely lovely and ready to live under a window in the sunshine.  Yes, I do think that MSD wants to live an active and rigorous live in the swimming pool known as the kitchen sink.  She will be perfect for a life twirling around glassware and removing evidence of too much coffee from the mugs.

Welcome to my world, Miss Scrubby Dubby!

Washed Up

Definition of washed up (thanks to Urban Dictionary)

     Something that has once had it's peak of greatness far too long ago, and is now still being over used,. . . . . even though it's gotten extremely old, bland, worn out, and is just sad to still see around.

 Exhibit A (offered as evidence that definition above is accurate).

My favorite organic cotton washcloth, crocheted from the fertile imagination of yours truly is all washed up.  Click the photo and look to the red indicators for visual proof.  

After 2+ years of faithful service to my face, Washie is, well, all washed up.  She is ragged around the edges.  Her cotton is starting to look fulled - if that is even possible.  She is old, bland, worn out and it is just sad to see her still around.

Please understand that Washie is not my only face cloth.  There are many others.  But she has been favored above all.  Once I hit on the idea of simple chain fluffery around the edges, my wash/dish cloth making efforts produced better results.

All of the frills do make Washie very feminine.  Never would I do this for a man.  But that edging becomes a great exfoliating soft scrubber when wadded up and liberally applied in circular motions.  It works on the face, the legs and other body parts. Yes, it is time to retire Washie from her service to self.  

So long, faithful friend.  You will be missed.