There are so many relatable situations that come up in this series. In this particular episode, Three On A Couch, our main characters have decided to go to group therapy to try to work out some of their problems. It’s pretty awesome that they are so invested in their friendships and home that they are willing to commit to therapy together. I can’t see this happening today in a roommate situation. I envision plenty of text messages being sent from bedroom to bedroom, passive aggressive notes left in the fridge or next to the sink, and probably plenty of vaguebooking on Facebook that borders on passive-aggressive behavior, amirite?!
I think we’ve all encountered this feeling toward another person at some point in our lives. Rose perfectly uses one of her famous Scandinavian phrases to succinctly call it like she sees it. Can you think of at least 3 people you’ve ever met who you’d call a Gerkonanaken? (And I want to stress that I’ve seen this episode no less than 100 times and Rose definitely pronounces GerkonAH and not GerkonnER, but all the Google searches I’m doing says the above spelling is the way to go. I object.)
Whatever, kudos to them! This episode is yet another clear example of their commitment to each other and to friendship. There are so many ups and downs, as there are in any long term relationship. These women stick it out and make it work despite their differences. They just love each other for everything that comes with each as an individual. They see the best in each other and it’s that unconditional love that makes them stick around. This is just another reason to absolutely love this show a million times over and, at a time when there is such a drought, aspire to create this kind of love in our own lives: without condition.
In friendship and cheesecake,
P.S. As a side note, I encourage you to take a moment to think about this and very potentially work it into your vernacular. It’s unkind enough to compare someone to dog shit (or really any kind of shit for that matter.) But to tell someone they’re dog shit gone bad? DAMN GINA!
Picture it; you, tomorrow morning on your drive home in rush hour traffic and someone cuts you off to which you scream at the top of your lungs, “WAY TO BE A HUGE F*CKING GERKONANAKEN!” When you find yourself laughing, you can thank Rose Nylund for that.
And me, I guess, for suggesting it. You’re welcome!
***BTdubs: I definitely took the image of Rose from the interwebs. Just clarifying.