I never knew shopping could be so much fun.

Being the ever delightful...I mean dutiful...wife, I called the Big Guy before running errands today to see if he needed me to pick anything up for him. It was kind of a rhetorical question, but he actually wanted something...that'll teach me to ask again. He announced that he needed new underware...yeah I was hoping he would notice that! So I wondered to the gentleman's section of the store and casually tried to find the right kind. Do you know how many different kinds of underwear they make for men-jeez you'd think they were marketing to women. Oh right, maybe they are. I can't decide if the pictures they put on the packages are designed to lure in men in hopes of magically developing a six-pack by wearing that brand of underwear or marketed to women who fantasize about their men looking like this. I did notice that many of the pictures are faceless...which makes the vision more clear, just plop your beloveds mug up top and voila...instant babe (now not all of us have to fantasize when we have the real thing...all those royalty checks from the Big Guys body pictures is going to put the Wild Ones through college...or sorry I got caught up in the whole fantasy thing). I spent way too much time in the underwear isle...I thought I might get kicked out for loitering...so I told the Big Guy they didn't have what he needed. That way I can go back tomorrow and get another look...I mean try to find the right ones. And if I cannot find them, perhaps I could just make them...hmm sounds like a great business opportunity...any hands on investors out there?