Doug to Amanda, on a walk to the mailbox: "Let's pull weeds tomorrow." "Ok," replies Amanda.
(Doug opens mailbox.) "What's this? It's from the Homeowners Association. (Opens letter.)
Letter reads something like as follows:
During a recent inspection of your property, we noticed weeds growing on your landscaped gravel.
Then, it goes on to outline the ABQ city ordinance on weeds.
Anyways, they acted like we were nasty neighbors with out of control weeds. In truth, we had some weeds, but they were few and far between. Furthermore, we have only been here a little less than two weeks. Pictures to follow of our disgusting yard.
Labor day was only a couple of weeks ago, but already I am lamenting the end of the summer. Here are a few highlights from that glorious weekend:
Papa Greg and baby Judy. Somewhere under there!
My cousin and I tubing. Her first time tubing. That's not a thumbs-down. She's saying to go slower in boat language. 
Doug slalom skiing. He's gettin' pretty good.
We also went to see Doug's sister and our Nephew.
So easy, anyone can do it!
