What's The Story Morning Glory?

So I have this thing with amateur bloggers. Well, it's funny. I, um, hate them. Wait - no, no, bad Liz: we don't use the word "hate" in this household. (unless it's directed at food bloggers, and even then it's pushing things)


Get it together.

OK OK. I don't HATE them. Not even the food bloggers. (but ugh, they are just the worst) I just sort of a little bit think they're generally, sometimes, a touch, oh ah - pretentious AF? There! I said it! I said it, and you were thinking it, so now we're even, and we can all breathe and move on!

Down to business: the business, that is, of me introducing myself as (gag) yet another novice blogger schlepping her small words into the ether.

I hate it as much as you do.

It's just - you know. I kind of have this story I want to share. I've had this inner turmoil going on for months where one moment I'm like: "I need to write a book! A 12-part series! How do you self-publish on Amazon? Can I learn it on YouTube?" And the next moment I'm like: "Oh dear God, someone put me out of my misery and burn my laptop and permanently erase all memory of Wordpress from my brain!"

At the very least, I can promise you I will never, EVER make you scroll though reams of boring, mediocre musings on springtime just to get to a recipe with quinoa in it. I won't even mention quinoa in this blog.

I can't guarantee I'll hold back entirely on inspirational quotes or pictures of my kid....but I'll rein it in. And they'll only be the best of the best. No onslaught of lame cat photos, so rest easy there.

Things this blog will most probably involve:

1. tidbits about a toddler covered  from the neck-up in a 1-inch layer of Vaseline.
2. details of life as a husband-wife team battling cancer together. (we so romantic)

I mean if you're here, then you probably already know that's the gist of things in the Coleman household: Toddlers covered in Vaseline. Back-to-back chemo sessions.

Also, I'll throw in any gifs of Adam Scott I can get my hands on. You're welcome.