Although Kel started the marker fight, I won. He had this fierce concentration on my leg: 
But I clobbered his arms and even got his face a little:
I dreamt that I got a dessert order of something that we don't serve at the restaurant and I couldn't find the waitstaff person who entered the order. Weird.
Pictures of the square I knitted for Hokie Healing on Sunday:
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