Matt and I arrived home from dinner with friends and crashed in front of the TV for a bit before going to bed. Never one to skip dessert, I prepared a heaping bowl of ice cream for us and settled in on the couch. After a few minutes Matt considered his situation and said, “I feel like I just broke up with my boyfriend, sitting on the couch, eating ice cream, and watching The Ugly Truth.”

An important disclaimer: Matt put on The Ugly Truth, not me.