A Warning on Ceiling Fans

I've got ceiling fans in just about every room of the house.  They're not the more glamorous fixtures, but I sure am glad that they're there when it's unexpectedly 90 degrees in the middle of April here in New England.  (My even more glamorous window air-conditioning units don't get installed until at least June.)

On an almost regular basis, I remind myself or I am reminded by my loved ones to be careful of the ceiling fans.  (Both I and my family members are quite aware that I am terribly accident prone.)

So, I have absolutely no excuse for my mindlessness yesterday morning, when I put my hand straight in the air while putting on a cardigan and dang-near got my fingers chopped off in the bedroom ceiling fan.

It made quite the "WHHACK!" noise, and then I made quite the "OWWWW!" noise.  But surprisingly, I don't even have a bruise today!