So, I have this friend named Robert (as some of my more avid readers may know) and he's gone away to grad school (the snooze button on the alarm clock of life) in a far distant land called North Carolina. Where, it turns out, strange things like snow fall from the sky at regular intervals throughout the fall, winter, and early spring of every year. Why someone would voluntarily move to such a place is beyond me, but this is Robert we're talking about so...yeah.
At the farewell party for my clinically insane friend, thrown by his 'she so awesome how did he manage to pull this one off oh yeah I totally helped arrange it' girlfriend aka BalletDiva, (and OMGcutestcoupleEVAH ya'll!), I promised my friend that I would give him the most awesome gift-y on the planet...a blanket made by yours truly. 
I am now 1/4 of the way finished with this fantastically warm and cuddly creation...but someone we all know has become a little territorial over the big green square.Robert, my dear, I'm afraid that this might mean war.
