We have been binge watching How I Met Your Mother in our apartment because the series finale is upon us. Sometimes it is the nicest part of my day- and that's not as sad as it sounds.
Tonight, after a day of work, great chats and tracking down a fresh Banksy piece we sat down with the latest episode while dinner cooked- I told you it wasn't so sad- and I realized that while I LOVED the show Friends when I was growing up; How I Met Your Mother is really the 'friends sharing life and apartments in NYC show' of my generation and I love it even more for that realization.
Who wants to re-make the opening credits with me?
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