Lol the ceiling fan reminded me of a funny (well, sort of) story that happened to one of my closest friends. She was newly married and really wanted to impress the inlaws, so invited everyone over for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a huge shindig, she spent hours cooking up a feast. Laid out her best linens, china & silver, set all the food out very attractively. Everyone filed in and oohed and ahhed, then someone asked if the ceiling fan could be turned on, as it was very warm with all the cooking and warm bodies. So she turned on the fan (which had not been used in months) and watched with horror as little dust bunnies floated down and landed on all the food and everyone's plates.