Life as an entrepreneur started for me in front of the TV set in 1972 in Woodinville, Washington.  I was watching the Coyote Roadrunner Hour when my dad interrupted my Saturday morning ritual to entrust me with the sale of my sister Melody’s blue Schwinn bike.  She had graduated to riding horses.  Being the only girl of seven kids, none of us boys would be caught dead on it.  With that many siblings, our parents were constantly on the run…