
Threat level orange
Like most of you, I have had several yarn emergencies over the years.
Most times the yarn will trip over the dog or shove necco candy buttons up its left nostril. Once the yarn will burn its tongue on hot cocoa at a Mets game, but that is more of an urgent situation than a technical emergency.
Every single yarn emergency, I walked myself the yarn to the emergency room at St. Luke’s Roosevelt. This course of action is now obsolete. Hooray for this news.