Wendy and I have this basic rule: Whenever I purchase something for myself, she gets to buy something for herself. I buy books and she buys clothes. What is most funny about this is that Wendy equates the value of what I bought into units of clothing. Let me give an example: this past weekend, I purchased Harold Hoehner's Commentary on Ephesians, which ended up being around $43. The first thing that came out of Wendy's mouth was, "Ooh, I'z gonna get myself some nice clothezez" [sic]. Yup, I could just hear her thinking of what to buy with that $43.