That's what if feels like, anyway.
I decided that I need to knit something special for my Mother-in-law-in-law. She's my husband's identical twin brother's wife's mother. I love her dearly and want to stake some kind of a claim on her, thus the title.
Every summer the twins and their spouses, my Mother-in-law-in-law and sometimes other family members spend a week up at a 100 year old trapper's cabin in the Sawtooth Mountains of Idaho that she owns. She knows that she and the cabin are appreciated, but I want to do something a little more than a thank you note or box of chocolates. So I bought a skein of Rowan Kidsilk Haze to knit her a decadent and totally impractical scarf.
Wowzer, is that stuff hard to knit with! I think a whole lot of the problem is that my eyes are bad enough I can't see what I'm doing unless I take my glasses off and hold it right up to my nose as I knit.
To relax between sessions of knitting on it, I've been working on the ManlyMan scarf for my cousin. That's where the sublime and ridiculous comes in.