Hi! My name is Mrs. Molly Lou and I am a friendaholic.
I have been obsessed with Friends since it's conception. I watched religiously and would plan my nights around it's Thursday spot or I would VHS tape it if I had to work or had class(Tivo wasn't around or I couldn't afford it). I have them all on DVD and watch episodes all of the time on TV.
Seriously, this show is the best sitcom ever. I can defend it against just about any show. Mr. Molly Lou and I often argue over this...he claims The Cosby Show was and while I do think the Huxtable family is really fab, Friends still wins the race.
I still watch it just about everynight on FOX. The other night the series finale was on. I have probably seen this episode 20 times and EVERY TIME I CRY. Not just watery eyes, all out crying. Thank goodness that Mr. Molly Lou wasn't home or else he would have done his normal "routine." He would have rolled his eyes, proceeded to go on his rant on my abnormal obsession with this show and that I cry too much, it's just a tv show, blah, blah, blah.
I'm sure many of you are waiting to point out that we are going on 7 years since that episode premiered and the show bid farewell. I know, but it doesn't matter.
I can rattle off lyrics and would totally kick some bum in a trivia game about those 6 crazy kids. I was just talking last night with my friend Whitney about this and we decided that if we were to enter a Friends trivia contest, we would rule the world and be famous.
Trust me, I realize this is pathetic and perhaps I have a teeny issue.I just love the idea of the show and obviously it's oh so very funny lines.
Perhaps I want to live vicariously through Monica, Rachel, Phoebe, Joey, Chandler, and Ross even all these years later.I heart New York City and as I currently live in a Cape Cod style home on a quiet street in a small town, have two children and spend more time reading Olivia or Dr. Seuss than Cosmo, it isn't like I am living the New York City, single, coffee house hangin' life.
Perhaps I will make a geriatric version of Friends. After all of my friends raise their children and retire, we can all get apartments in New York and sit at the Central Perk all day. I'm sure some of the conversations and funny scenarios played out in Monica's apartment won't be quite the same, they could be funny nonetheless.Start planning your roles, mark your calendars...we are casting for the Geriatric version of Friends to take place sometime in the 2030's.