All I *do* know is that it was at the hands of one of the Eddies that it died, when one of them heated pizza bagels in the oven and used the potholder to retrieve his dinner.
Oh well, potholders are meant to be used, so I'm glad they were using it. Sort of wish it had lasted a little longer, since the colors of my kitchen, red, brown, and cream, make me happy. Something about this combination just satisfies something inside me.
You really can't appreciate the red here, but it's there and after many years of having mismatched things, 2 Christmases ago I was finally able to look at my kitchen and think that it looks nice.
Well, I hope I can find some more red yarn that will match. This was cotton, but perhaps an acrylic will do. It won't serve as a hot pad, but I have wooden trivets for that, another thing that is, as Mom says, "good for the soul." Thanks for reading this.