Yeah, my husband calls my tank "that money pit in the dining room" and says I spend more time with it than I do with him. Well, my tank is a lot prettier than he is! He got me clothes for Christmas. Which was fine with me -- he would have no idea what to get me for my tank. If he had gotten me fish stuff, I suspect the conversation would have gone something like this:
"Open it up! Open it up!"
"Oh...wow...an undergravel filter! Some plastic plants! And a Sea Clone skimmer! Wow... Ehhh...they're just what my tank needed! How on earth did you know?!?!"
"Well, you know me, always listing to you when you talk about the next thing you want to get for your tank..."
Yeah, it's good that he stuck with clothes.