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November 27, 2008

The Day the Hoots Died

This made me incredibly pouty. I have no other words.

Except, maybe accidentally drying on high when medium is specified can lead to heartbreaking results.

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I hate laundry casualties! And they're so cute! So sad.

Posted by: Rose | November 28, 2008 at 12:13 AM

I can't help it. I snickered.

But I feel your pain. My 12 year old daughter is currently wearing my favorite sweater b/c I shrunk it last time I washed it.

Whoops.

Posted by: Redneck Mommy | November 28, 2008 at 12:55 AM

Oh bum. I don't blame you for pouting.

Posted by: Sarah | November 28, 2008 at 04:46 AM

whoa..that is some serious shrinkage! not unlike any cotton shirt I've ever purchased from old navy. (frowny face)

Posted by: nichole | November 28, 2008 at 06:34 PM

You may want to try re-wetting with water and then try blocking it. Here is a quick tutorial/pics of what blocking is. Might work?

http://www.purlbee.com/blocking-tutorial/

Posted by: Rachel Weaver | November 29, 2008 at 12:11 AM

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