FROM THE ARCHIVES: Cold showers, leaky roofs, falling trees and broken down cars. Or, why I'm counting my blessings this Thanksgiving
Editor's Note: Thought it might be fun to revisit posts from my old Wordpress blog. I'm bad at blogging regularly so I won't make any promises, but my plan is to recycle those old posts on Wednesdays. The following was originally published on November 24th, 2011.. My daughter and I were spending a lazy morning together this past Sunday when we heard a scream that sounded a little like a wounded animal. Actually, it sounded a lot like a wounded animal. It alarmed me so much that I sat straight up in my chair wondering what could be happening. My daughter, however, wasn't fazed. She looked away from the Disney Channel show she was watching, gave me a knowing grin and said, "Mom's in the shower." I relaxed, sat back and, with the relief that comes with knowing what's going on, returned her smile. On the other hand, my wife wasn't smiling at all. She was wailing because she was forced to take a shower in water so cold that it left her hyperventil