Neither of those three has coconut milk in it.

We’re going to our friends’ house in about 20 minutes for their 22nd annual Beltane party. I will drink pretty much everything: prosecco, mead, beer, idk. Then we will drunkenly run around a Maypole clotheslining each other with the ribbons.

I’m totally fangirling over adorable Granny Lilibet filming a giggly video with (you can tell he is) her favorite rascal ginger grandson. This is the cutest thing ever.

OMFG. Prince Harry and his Grandma? My Grinchy heart just grew 3 sizes and now I don’t know what do with myself :(

What I would give to have FLOTUS in my contacts with Hail to the Chief as her ringtone.

The world would be a better place in general if this is how all people fought on social media

1. Too many clothes on Lochte. 2. I would have sex with every member of the Swedish team and I don’t even like girls. 3. I need the name of the Canadian in the middle.

I had completely forgotten about Ryan Lochte. Jeah! Super excited for Rio now! Jeah Jeah!

I may or may not have yelled “MY GIRLS ARE TOGETHER!!” at my cat when Brienne gave her oath to Sansa.

I hope Ghost turns his face into ground chuck, damnit.

Also, “So are the women in Westoros always hotter than the men, so they need to be naked while the dudes wear furs? That seems backwards, but, I guess, maybe dragons?”

Yeah, when Mel’s boobs came out I literally said, out loud, “Ok why though.”

maybe “seeing someone naked for the first time” would’ve won march madness had the dothraki voted.

7. Jorah is essentially called Lord Friendzone.

I love Varys. I am starting to wonder if his “little birds” is somehow tied to the 3 eyed Raven. It would definitely explain how he knows everything no matter where he is.

Unending disappointment at the lack of Tormund Giantsbane. Then again he lives to see another episode.

Brienne has a new purpose and lady!!

I have one kid that I completely believe when he tells me he isn’t feeling well and one hypochondriac who tells me every time he has even the smallest pain anywhere. Kids number 2 needs to have a fever, be vomiting, or obviously sick in some other way before I believe him.

When I was 10 I walked around on a broken ankle for two weeks before my dad gave in and got an X-Ray, which showed that in those two weeks my body had dissolved the chunk of bone that was broken out of my ankle and I’d been hobbling around on this thin connecting sliver. He just wordlessly started casting it.

That’s exactly what it was for me too! Except the change in management happened like 2 years ago and I was stupid for sticking around as long as I did. Funny thing is, my old coworkers texted me mid-week to tell me that the replacement boss had gotten the sack.