Nope. Not going to get into dyeing. Can't can't can't. That's what I said last weekend. And to make absolutely sure I wouldn't want to anyway, I thought it prudent to see what the fuss is about on the topic of Kool Aid dyeing.
So I unearthed an undyed skein from my stash and plunked it into a pot of water mixed with several different Kool Aid packets. I slowly heated the pot, bringing it to just below boiling and let it sit until the dye exhausted (it's really something--the water goes clear as the yarn absorbs the dyes). I took it off the heat, let it cool, rinsed it off, and set it out to dry. Then I reskeined my newly colorful yarn and plotted what I'd knit up.
And as I looked at it, I promptly did two things:
1. Vowed to never let the boys drink Kool Aid again considering what it did to my wool, and
2. Resigned myself to the fact that I kinda loved dyeing something.
Sandra