There must be something in the XY chromosome that drives men to obsess over things like big screens, lazyboys, sports, cars, trucks... (insert random obsession here). I'm sure this compulsion doesn't affect ALL men, and there are definitely some outliers, but after being with my husband for almost nine years, I've noticed a disturbing purchase pattern start to emerge.
It all started right after our wedding... During the madness of planning our ceremony, my future husband tactfully informed me that he was interested in purchasing a projection TV. Being absolutely crazy with wedding plans and errands, I dismissed this with a wave of the hand. "Yeah, yeah, whatever. Let's just get through this wedding chaos and you can get one afterward." Under no circumstance will I ever again just brush off one of my husband's ideas when it involves buying something like this, because now I know what will happen.