About 8 years ago, in graduate school, I started crocheting a striped scarf. It was a rather boring class and it kept growing until I realized that it was either the world's longest scarf or the beginning of a blanket. I decided it was a blanket and promised it to my sister. Fast forward eight years and I am STILL working on it. But no more. I have decided it is a two-person very long throw/shrug/thing and it is as big as it is going to get. I am just crocheting a simple cream border and then my sister can figure out how to take it home when she comes to visit. She will never be cold again.