Last night, I was watching Grey's Anatomy when Mike came in the living room. I presumed he was in there to make fun of me.
He was, of course.
The taunting began: Oh, look at McDreamy. He's so handsome!
I glared at him.
Then it got better: I compare to those guys on that show, you know. Just call me... McSweaty.
Ahhhhh, my romantic husband.