My story

Here’s a story. Of a lovely lady. Who was bringing up┬áthree very lovely…Wait! Wrong story…sorry.

Although come to think of it I guess my story is a lot like the Brady Bunch. I am married to a lovely lady. We don’t have that many kids though…and none of them are named Marsha.

We also don’t have a dog.

Or a nanny.

And I’m not an architect.

You know what…strike that. Our stories aren’t that much alike.

My story isn’t all that spectacular actually. I was recently talking to a friend of mine who gave me some great advice. Really, really, really great advice. I’ll tell you what he told me later, but you probably ought to know that he’s Canadian. He’s a parent. And his kids play hockey. Hence the ridiculous name of this site. But ridiculous name aside,┬áthat is the point of this blog. I feel like you can learn something from everyone you meet and I’ve been on the receiving end of a lot of great advice. I wanted to find a way to share it with the world, so that’s what I’m going to do.

I realize my “world-reach” is about as realistic as America trusting Clintrump…Trumpton…Donary…(I’ll work on that) but my ambition knows no bounds. Or realism.

Here’s hoping you enjoy the sagacity I’ve been blessed to receive!

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