This is what happens when you get married.

A wild and crazy Friday night is sitting in your pjs with the cats, watching old West Wing episodes and adding everything you can think of to your Amazon wish list. Dyson vacuum? Yes. Ice cream maker? Yes indeed. Books on raising chickens? Sure. Cat beds and slipcovers? Pile 'em on! Sewing machines, iPod touches, Rosetta Stone programs. I can't even begin to imagine how many thousands of dollars my wish list runs. It's not like I'm going to be handing around the link for Christmas; it's more like bookmarking things I want or need. In fact, I may go back tonight and pick up that slipcover and humidifier because we'll need those sooner rather than later.

Kitten helping Wyl with his internets.

Show me your wish list, internets!