When I first met my wife-to-be back in the beginning of 2005, I knew ahead of time she had spent weeks on a special gift, one that her sisters doubted she could complete in time. During our instant messenger communications, she updated me on the progress of this vague gift, saying she had messed up or made a lot of progress. It made no sense to me because I had no clue Betty could knit. Sing: yes. Dance: of course. But she kept knitting a secret until the day we first met and she handed me this beautiful scarf, which I continue to wear on the really cold days. Granted, I didn't see too many cold days in Los Angeles, but there have been plenty in Chicago thus far and I'm glad I have the beautiful day 1 scarf my love assembled with her own hands. Gotta hand it to her. Way to a man's heart is also by keeping him warm.
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