I failed to see the issue too. Mexico is a country. Just like France. If she threw a French-themed birthday party with a mime and crêpes and the Eiffel Tower in the background, would anyone have batted an eye? Or a English tea party? Or an Italian pasta party? A German pretzel party? What is the big deal?

Question - why is there still a Night’s Watch if there are no more Whitewalkers and the Wildlings don’t want to be south anymore? What are they watching now? There’s a giant hole in the Wall. It’s basically a through way. SMH. This show could have been so much better.

Shout out to Sansa though.  She was like, “Northmen…

Question: are both dragons still alive? I know we saw one comforting his mom at the end with Jorah, but did Jon’s survive? Or was that Jon’s? I couldn’t tell. It was so freaking dark, I couldn’t see who anyone was!

Also, did anyone notice Jon just walked right by Sam getting attacked and was like, “I’m sure he’ll be…

My husband comes from a long line of Eagle Scouts and I can honestly say that all the men in his family have top-notch survival / outdoorsmen skills. There’s no one I’d rather shipwreck on a deserted island with than my husband, because he’d have us a Swiss Family Robinson house built in like three days. He attributes…

I just choke laughed at my desk over these.  THANK YOU!

But it’s not just that.  It’s having a great career, wonderful children who are excelling and feel loved, a spicy marriage, a hot bod, a Pinterest-perfect house, awesome friendships... I could go on and on.  It’s having all those things and making it look effortless.  It’s impossible, and yet still we try.

I love Snoop Dogg’s positive words of affirmation.  I’m going to mutter them to myself during Thanksgiving holidays with the in-laws.

This is literally why I’m in therapy. My brain keeps telling me I have to be the best employee, best wife, best mom, best friend, best child all while being physically fit and well-dressed and maintaining the best house.  It’s not rational and it’s not healthy, but my subconscious keeps whispering it in my ear at all…

But even Kate had that uncle who was arrested for assault. So just goes to show that no family is perfect.

I was in a Bikram yoga class once with Taraji P. Henson. Even dripping in sweat, she is GORGE. 

I’m a huge Peaky Blinders fan, so the name Arthur definitely has some connotations to it now. Maybe he’ll be the muscle in the family?

Exactly. This is the same for me as a federal employee. We know what everyone makes which is definitely a double-edged sword. I can’t tell you how many conversations have started with, “So-and-so makes how much?!?! But they don’t do sh*t!!”

I work in an art museum. Chuck Close called one day to talk to my boss and proceeded to chew food into the receiver the entire time I was on the phone with him. It was disgusting. He’s a gross person in more ways than one.

Forget Daisy Ridley, can we talk about John Boyega??! Damn, son!

I’m of white lady of Sicilian decent and I specifically go to black hair stylists because they understand my thick, curly hair like no regular white stylist ever does. 

YES! February is by far and away the WORST month. There is nothing to look forward to through January and February except for the hope of an early spring.

Channing’s character bets Joe’s character that he can put a smile on the convenience store clerk’s face. He succeeds.

12 year old me had a huge crush on Benny “The Jet” Rodriguez. I am not taking this news very well.

My daughter has inherited my super curly locks. On Monday she caught them in a spinning tail of a shark pool toy and within seconds, it wound the front chunk of her hair into a rope of a dredlock. I was forced to give her short bangs at 7:30am in our way out the door. I almost cried because I know they will annoy her…

I grew up in a nice area, but after my parents split up, my mom lived paycheck to paycheck to support three kids. It’s hard growing up in an affluent area when all your friends have money and you have to hide how broke your parents are. I remember the Christmas of 9th grade when the only thing I asked for (and…