This morning, my wife woke up singing "Bless, Lord, the Labor" to the tune of "Morning Has Broken." It's an uplifting little tune with a message rewarding good, honest work. It promised to be a song that'd carry me through the day. Naturally, I threw up the horns, started in on my best Angus Young impression, and launched into Back in Black . And you know what? I won. Later that morning, before I left for work, I caught her absent-mindedly singing Back in Black. I do love that woman.