Lately, Albuquerque has been drenched in record-breaing, torrential rain. This has dumbfounded the population and made life really unpleasant for people living in low-lying areas, since the city is not exactly built for rain. But for us, the most serious ramification has been that our home, viewed from the outside, looks like a drug house. We don't have any broken windows or grafitti, but we make up for that with plenty of overgrown weeds, which are flourishing in the abundant moisture. Pretty soon, you won't actually be able to see the house, just the weeds. When we came back from our trip late Sunday night only to be mugged by the overgrown arms of our rosebush on the way in the door, we knew it was time for a BIg Yardwork Saturday. And so that's what we'll be doing tomorrow. Envy us.

Here's a photo of one of the weeds. The scary thing is that I took this photo about three weeks ago. So this monstrosity now has its own zip code.