She is not going to be pleased that I have told you this, but we are all family here, even if some of you consider me the illegitimate stepson of the weird cousin that talks with his mouth full. So you might as well hear it from me that the Woman Who Shares My Name has fallen - again - and broken her leg - again - and I am left to wonder - again - if we are the featured characters in a new book of the Bible, tentatively entitled Job Redux. It has only been four-and-a-half months since my bride slipped getting out of the shower on a cold, rainy November Sunday night, precipitating 911 calls, EMT visits, a trip to the emergency room, surgery and an extended stay in both the hospital and rehabilitation center.