It's 9 degrees out with a wind chill of -6. I'm not sure I consider that to be the most wonderful time of the year. This morning my power went out just as I was about to step into the shower. I decided to pack up my stuff and head to our church, where I knew I could catch a hot shower. It wasn't until after I got to the church, got my stuff unpacked, and got ready to step in, that I realized there was no water. The pipes were frozen. I moved on to plan C and ended up at my in-laws house for a quick hair and makeup job (it was getting late by now). When I reached work, it was about 42 degrees below 0 in my office. I turned on my space heater and promptly blew the circuit breaker. I reset the breaker and tried again. Same result. Again. Same result. Apparently, neither being clean or warm were in the plan for me today. Most wonderful time of the year--yeah, whatever.