But they still turned out too big. I say "they" but I should say "it", because after I finished the first sock my hubby tried it on and we both laughed until we cried. So I only got as far as to make a few toes of the second sock. I just didn't have enough optimism for that.
And I had to break into the second ball of yarn already to finish the first sock, so I don't think there's enough yarn anyways.
I'm really sorry.
In the end, it's probably a good thing I completely crashed and burned on this project. Otherwise, you would have ended up with scratchy sasquatch socks that you felt obligated to pay for and your hubby felt obligated to wear. Then he'd get some kind of itchy mysterious rash between his toes and you'd have to take him to a specialist who would charge you some ridiculous amount to explain to you that his in-between toe skin is just sensitive to sheep crud and sticks.
Would you like for me to frog it for you, or would you like the pleasure yourself?
Thanks for having such an awesome sense of humor about the whole thing.
P.S. I'll give you a discount on that apron because I feel really guilty about the whole thing. ;)