I kind of like them, or at least I'm learning to embrace them? This is what I think: they make life so much richer and authentic. I should know, I've made enough of them in my life - and that's all that I'll say about that. Now, moving onto the sock - you can't see them but they're there. This is only the 3rd sock I've made (I'm planning on making it's match, bringing the total to 4) and this pair will be for Patrick. He won't notice the mistakes, but I have a feeling he notice the love that I put into them....at least that's the hope. He's pretty excited about them and keeps asking me when I'll be finished with them. Soon.