I don't like to shop. Period. No way no how. So when I DO shop I usually am intentional in what I am getting. Get in get out. We drove three hours north of here to visit the Michigan Fiber Festival. I had no idea what I wanted or if I would buy anything. I just wanted to see what was there. We saw goats and sheep and ducks and Border Collies. Chris and Margaret went off on their own while I perused the vendor's area. Being new to spinning and not knowing exactly what I wanted or needed and being a tightwad to boot, I wasn't eager to part with my hard earned cash. The booths held a plethora of woollen goodies from washed fleeces to rovings to ready to go yarn. I could tell it was going to be a hard decision. Personally, I am attracted to an organized booth, nice products and pleasant people. {I am picky like that} I guess it is because I DON'T LIKE TO SHOP, even if it is for wool. That is probably one of the reasons I want sheep....I won't have to shop....it's already here. I would like one of each breed of sheep please....that way I have all the different types of wool I need. :) Soooooo, when I stopped at an attractive display of some Merino wool that was spun with tencil (I know that isn't the right spelling, but it was something made of wood), I was intrigued. It was pretty and the extrovert shop owner pranced right over to me. She said, " This will make you say Oh My God". I thought.... Thou shalt not take the name of the Lord thy God in vain; for the Lord will not hold him guiltless that taketh his name in vain. This isn't my commandment...it's Gods. So I let her tell me about the blend of the wool. I knew as soon as she said it I wasn't buying it. It could have been made of gold and she wouldn't have made a sale. All because I don't want a yarn that will make me blaspheme the Lord's name. I did return to a lovely shop which was surprisingly owned by a lady in INDIANA. :) There were no declarations of future blasphemy. It was a go.