I absolutely love the show. Four aging women living together under one roof and making it work. Sure, there are issues here and there, the occasional *cat fight*, but everything always works out.
I wonder why life can’t be that simple…
I know if I were living with three other women, at any age or stage in life, there would be more problems than The Golden Girls had. The first time someone touched my cheesecake they would pull back a bloody stump! Ok, ok, not really, but it would be bad! I don’t even want to say what would happen if someone read my diary! Sheesh!
If you put too many women in the same place for too long, there are bound to be problems. We don’t mind sharing things, as long as they’re returned before we need them, and we may need them thirty minutes after we let someone borrow it! Sharing food is another thing we don’t mind…unless it’s something we’re craving and we go looking for it ten minutes after someone finished it off!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not downing women at all (I am one!) I’m just saying that most of us have our ways and that’s just the way it is.
I love The Golden Girls…though I know it could never be that fun!