I opened the front door and said hello. He pulled out the warm boxes and told me the total. As I handed him the check, though, he said, “Oh, I’m sorry. We don’t take checks.”

Shoot! Being the last day of the month, my cash envelope was empty (and had been for a while), so I asked if he could run my debit card instead. Sure, but he’d have to call it in.

As I stood there, awkwardly, waiting for him to finish the call, I looked around my living room and had to laugh. I was holding a small pepperoni pizza in one hand and the TV remote in the other. Joey Lawrence in all of his Hallmark movie glory was staring out from the TV, and my cats were rolling around on the living room rug. Comfy in my yoga-pants-that-have-never-done-a-minute-of-yoga and with my hair messy and pulled up with a clip, I almost wished my copy of People’s Sexiest Men Alive was sitting on the couch to complete the picture.

[Funny story about that People magazine. Normally, I only buy copies at the airport, but I bought this particular issue for Smitty. I texted her to say, “I bought you the sexiest men alive issue, but I won’t look at it before I give it to you!” and she replied to say, “Ha! I bought a copy FOR YOU!”]

Add to this Friday night scenario that I’d had a blow-up fight with my husband before he left for work (and after my dad picked up Annalyn for the grandparents’ Christmas weekend o’fun), and I was sitting smack dab in the middle of a romantic comedy cliche.

Cue the sassy best friend, dramatic makeover, montage of dates at the ice rink, dog park, theater and other places real people don’t actually go, and a desperate run through the airport – and this movie is ready for cable!

Seriously.

Thankfully my entire weekend didn’t look like a movie of any kind. Mark and I talked through the issues that led to the yelling-crying match and after a few more bumps in the road, enjoyed a [non-cliched] date night on Saturday. I threw out half the pizza (though not the cheese bread . . . I’m only human!), and still haven’t opened up that issue of People magazine.

This week, I asked you all to help me compile a list of our favorite romantic comedies. (Do you like Giving Up on Perfect on Facebook? You should. We have a lot of fun over there!) Here’s what you came up with:

You’ve Got Mail
13 Going on 30
Legally Blonde
27 Dresses
When Harry Met Sally
Sleepless in Seattle
The Holiday
Maid in Manhattan
Jerry Maguire
Runaway Bride
American President
Overboard
Notting Hill
Crazy, Stupid Love
P.S. I Love You
Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Pretty Woman
Sweet Home Alabama
Pride & Prejudice
The Family Man
How to Lose a Guy in 10 Days
What Happens in Vegas
The Princess Bride
Philadelphia Story

Thanks to the endless lists on Amazon, I remembered a few more. I’d add Ever After, She’s All That, Sabrina, Step Up, 10 Things I Hate About You, While You Were Sleeping, Legally Blonde, Miss Congeniality, The Wedding Planner, Dirty Dancing, When in Rome, Leap Year, Music & Lyrics, What Women Want, Someone Like You, Bridget Jones Diary, Never Been Kissed, Alex & Emma, Head Over Heels, My Big Fat Greek Wedding, Keeping the Faith, A Cinderella Story, Grease, Letters to Juliet, Mamma Mia, Just Married, Serendipity, She’s the Man, Definitely Maybe, Just Like Heaven, The Wedding Singer, Hitch, My Best Friend’s Wedding, The Wedding Date, Drive Me Crazy, Chasing Liberty, How to Win a Date with Tad Hamilton, Clueless, Ghost, The Notebook, The Proposal, Hope Floats and Two Weeks Notice.

WOW. That’s a lot of romantic comedies. A LOT!!! Which one is your favorite?

Has your life ever looked like a movie? Tell us about it in the comments!