I started watching Game of Thrones last week.
Today, I'm one episode away from finishing season 3.
Earlier this week, I found myself suggesting that my son's toy soldiers lay siege on another troop to sack the city.
I bid my daughter farewell as she left for school this morning.
I think a dragon would make an excellent addition to our family.
And I may never recover from the Red Wedding.
I haven't felt this emotionally wrecked since finishing "The Hunger Games" trilogy.
I need to go back to just watching HGTV.