I finished my first pair of socks. And they don't fit. Nor do they match. I've been told that when socks don't quite match they're called fraternals. I think that's a good way to put a positive spin on a design flaw. But I've attempted to gain myself some good knitting karma by giving them away to a friend who professed to love them. Now I get to finish B's pair so that I can move on to several sets of baby booties for expectant friends and a pair of "Bamboo Walking Socks" for myself. I think I'll make them hot pink.