mentioned last time, my family celebrated another Christmas last weekend when I was back home, and that totally included a (real!!) tree, a huge turkey dinner, and gifts! And these socks was the only one I made specifically for one person in particular (the rest were generic gifts for anyone to choose).
Last year, I made my cousin a pair of socks. My brother, on seeing my cousin rockin' those awesome socks, strongly hinted that he'd like a pair himself. I'd planned to knit him the ugliest pair I could make, but I lost oomph on them when I discovered an epic mistake.
Then our LYS put on a two-at-a-time sock knitting class (I blathered a bit about it here), and I jumped on that like a fox after a mouse in the snow. And I loved knitted two socks at a time! I've since knit a pair of fingerless mitts using that technique, and I only didn't knit the sleeves on my latest sweater that way because I forgot to pack the second ball of yarn in my carry on when I was flying home.
Sadly, I messed up the calculations, and the socks were long enough to fit a size 14 foot (considerably longer than my brother's size 11s). I'm not a fan of toe-up.
He loved them, btw. They're going to be his ice-fishing socks (though no more of that this year), which is good because they're the densest and most warmest socks he'll ever own, I swear. He even let me take some photos of him modelling them, though he started off being a brat about it.