By Jessica Coleman
My husband is a saint. If you see Brian Coleman around town, shake his hand, because he lives with me, and I am difficult. Actually, he’s also kind of an introvert, so he probably doesn’t really want you to shake his hand, and I’ve, again, made his life difficult (Love you, Babe!).
Recently, I became obsessed with goats. I’d watch videos of bouncing baby goats on YouTube, and text him photos of goats - all day, sometimes 20 in a day. He would call, and instead of “hello,” I would say “goats!”
I whispered “goats. We need goats. You love goats. They are your favorite animal.” while he was falling asleep at night. I bugged the crap out of him, is what I’m saying, but in my defense, have you met baby goats? They’re the cutest thing ever.