This weekend was very eventful indeed.
Friday, we went to Whitehorse in Canada. It's a beautiful 110-mile drive through British Columbia and the Yukon Territory. We make this trek about once a month or so. It's nice to get out of town, and even nicer to go to Walmart. As always, the scenery is stellar. However, not so usual, was the 24 below zero temperature. Ooooh weee! That is COLD. It freezes the wet on your eyeballs and in your nose. Instantly. It hurts to breathe. And heaven forbid you turn the poor car off. Did I mention it's beautiful up there? Needless to say, we stocked up on all our usual Canadian essentials - cat food, Claritin (American Claritin has nothing on Canadian Claritin), whole wheat tortillas (we're tortilla snobs and we love the ones from the Superstore) and cat litter. We stocked up enough, that we're hoping we don't have to bundle up and flee the country again until April.
To commemorate being back in the US again, I woke up Saturday morning with a terrible chest cold. The kind where it sounds like flags flapping in the wind when you breathe. You know those Puffs Plus commercials with the little bobblehead kids playing outside throwing snowballs? "A nose in need deserves Puffs indeed." And there's always the one poor little sap who has the bright red glowing nose? That's me. Positively glowing. Positively miserable.
I spent the rest of the weekend wallowing in a sea of crumpled Kleenex on the couch watching Titanic, bundled up in my red and white snowball quilt and fuzzy socks with little moose on them. That is, until I got the great idea to wash my red and white snowball quilt to make it all crinkly and even cozier. I even threw in two Shout Color Catcher sheets just to be safe.
Well, the color catchers came out nice and red. So did the white snowballs on my quilt. I was sick just looking at it. So I put it back in the wash with two more sheets to see if I could pull some more of the pink out. And then a third time. And hit the internet for advice on how to fix this mess. The most common suggestion I found was to wash it with Synthropol, which I can't get here in Skagway. But you can bet your Christmas Tree that I'm calling Joann's in Juneau tomorrow and having some flown in. I also found a lot of suggestions for soaking the quilt in Oxi-Clean for a few hours and rewashing. So I did just that. Two scoops of Oxi-Clean for two hours. It made a remarkable difference, which was encouraging. It took the majority of the pink out, leaving a very select group of fabrics that held on to their pink. It's interesting, actually, that one fabric would suck it up and hold onto it more stubbornly than others. There's about six particular prints that wherever they are in the quilt, they remain pink. It gives it a shabby chic sort of feel, which would be fine if that were what I was aiming for. The picture above is after three washes.
This is the Shout Color Catcher trail.....the top two on the left are from the first initial wash. Lots of red caught there. Good job Shout! The top two on the right are from the second wash. Then I did two rinses and the middle almost white one is the result of that. No more red dye in the water, but lots on the quilt still. Then I did the first Oxi-Clean soak and wash, and the sheet on the very bottom is what it caught after that. Not bad, huh? It's having another Oxi-Clean soak now and hopefully another wash will make a world of difference. I read on one of the stain removal forums that if I keep running it through Oxi-Clean soaks, it should eventually get it all out. So long as I don't ever put the quilt in the dryer. I'm open to any advice and/or suggestions at this particular juncture. If you have any ideas that might do the trick, please feel free to comment. It makes me just heartsick looking at this pink thing.