In my serger classes I attended the past two Tuesdays I discovered something else about sewing that is quite addicting:
Apparently, one is supposed to use compressed air to clean his/her sewing machine. I stretched that by cleaning my desk, scissors, and blowing it in Bridgette's unsuspecting ears to see them fly. For some reason, it makes my fingers really cold if I hold the bottle too long, and it smells good. Like gasoline good. On the label it says it contains a "bitterant to help discourage inhalant abuse".
Inhalant abuse? it just smells good and with it fun to play. That's all. I swear. Promise.