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Let me tell you the chocolate milk story. That statement is typically followed by groans and angst from my friends and family as I have laid it on them it many, many times. Subsequently I feel there is a valuable lessen to be learned by all that hear it and you who are about to read it.

It was almost snack time on a short day (as I recall all Wednesdays were half days) as young Helmey was rocking it in kindergarten. One of the teachers made the painful announcement that there was only enough ch… Continue

As I wait for the “silent wife” to pass FDA approval, with the help of some friends have come up with a new scheme project.

Saturday evening we went over to our friend’s house for shenanigans, adult beverages, and grilled food. We were on time and one of the first guests there. We were greeted by tiny dog “Suess” as we took our seats on the patio. Our hostess (we will call her cupcake) comes out with a handful of pooch snacks and has Suess put on a clinic for tiny dogs doing mad tricks.… Continue