Because it’s stupid to be sad about a TV show ending, I’m not going to post a big fat blog about Gilmore Girls ending tonight. Instead, I’ll quote an article I wrote about 18 months ago that talks about GG. My own homage, if you will.
Every Tuesday night a group of us get together around 7:30pm. We mingle, we talk, we laugh, and we usually eat something listed on the top triangle of the food pyramid that is delicious and covered in chocolate. We have coffee, talk about our days, the highs and the lows. We are a collection of girlfriends who love being together. As soon as a clock, any clock, hits 7:55pm, we head up the carpeted stairs to the playroom where we pile up onto futons, couches, and big fluffy pillows on the floor. And we watch Gilmore Girls. Phones are silenced. Lights are off. No husband, son, friend, or foe is more important than Lorelai, Luke, and Rory. We sing the theme song with reckless abandon- “If you’re out on the road, feeling lonely and so cold…” But then, we are as silent as church mice while our “friends” in Stars Hollow, Connecticut live their lives for our viewing pleasure.
It’s more than just watching a show. It’s who I watch it with and how I love them. I will miss that more than I miss Lorelia, Sookie, Rory, and Luke.
Where you lead, I will follow. Any-any where, that you tell me to.
If you need, you need me to be with you, I will follow- OH- where you lead.