The first Christmas my wife and I spent together she gave me the first season of The Simpsons and this Homer Rubik’s Cube… Cute, right? He was so much fun to play around with. I would jumble him up and then solve him. Over and over, until one day when I wasn’t able to solve him. I worked at it and worked at it but I couldn’t solve the puzzle. Literally weeks went by and then months. I would pick Homer up any time I had a moment to spare, and that was before we had kids so I had alot of spare moments. After what was close to a year I finally solved it and had my perfect little Homer bust. I actually did a little dance. When my wife asked what the little celebration was about I smiled and showed her the puzzle. She took the puzzle and congratulated me while inspecting it. She then started to absent-mindedly twist the Rubik’s Cube while starting a...