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I Hate Rit Dye

It all started with Halloween and then lasted for several months after that, but let’s just say I haven’t had the best experience with Rit dye. How do traces of it still pop up in my laundry, completely unexpected? For instance, I have no idea how that one stubborn cleaning rag escaped my original Rit dye purge, or where it’s been hiding out in my house for the past four months, completely undetected. And when did the Rit dye choose to strike again? Of course, when I was washing the new (white) dish towels that Josh bought me for Christmas – the dish towels he bought me to replace the ones I ruined last October. Rit dye, you and I will never be friends.

Our Calvin Snowman

If you’ve ever read Calvin and Hobbes, you’ll know what type of snowmen Calvin creates – full of character, pretty funny, and maybe just a bit morbid. In December we got the first big snow of the season, and Josh and I (inadvertently) created our own Calvin snowman.

He started out just fine, see?

We used some remnants of our Halloween costumes for the hat and glasses. Cute, huh?

But the next day, to our horror, we looked out the window and saw this:

Alas, someone had shot our snowman in the back! Okay, not really. It’s actually just another disaster with Rit dye (will that stuff ever stop haunting me?). I guess the hat had some traces of red dye on it. And then it rained during the night and, voila, our snowman has a red bullet stain on his back.

But the funny part is, our snowmen started to act like he did get shot. Observe what happened over the next day and a half (with no intervention on our part):

Tragic, isn’t it? And we didn’t even mean to make such a morbid snowman…still, he gave us a lot of laughs. :)

Happy (late) Halloween!

Josh and I were Waldo and Wenda for Halloween, from the Where’s Waldo? books. We made/assembled our costumes, and I think they turned out really well:

My work had a Halloween/food drive/flu shot party that we went to, and it was a lot of fun. People liked our costumes, and we got some funny comments like, “Don’t lose each other, you might not find each other again!” My favorite was one lady who said to Josh, “Now, I don’t see your cane and your cup, so I must have to go and find it…” I had totally forgotten about having to search for Waldo’s cane and cup! Anyone else remember that?

Anyway, the holiday was way fun, but making our shirts involved my first experience with Rit dye, and…well, let’s just say it might be my last. ;-) I tried to follow instructions from a friend and what Josh and I found online, but maybe we didn’t do things quite right because after we washed our shirts after Halloween they looked like this:

(On the plus side, it’s a pretty cute pink jammy shirt though, right?) Ruining the shirts aside, we now also have 3 purple dish cloths (instead of blue ones), 2 salmon-colored towels (instead of gold ones), two now-pink white undershirts (thank goodness we wore cheap ones), a pink ironing board cover, and a pile of pink rags. I promise I’m not as dumb as I sound…it’s just that some Rit dye ended up some places I wasn’t expecting. Oh, adventures in laundry. Sometimes I feel like I’m still finding traces of the stubborn dye around the house…so, yes, I’ll probably stay away from scarlet Rit dye from now on. ;-)