"Rain" in the desert is usually just a drizzle by most other regions' standards. It doesn't come often so, when it does, we celebrate. Everyone celebrates in his or her own way. Some celebrate by complaining about the weather, a luxury we don't often get in Southern California. Today, I celebrated by staying in, drinking hot chocolate, and cooking a few weeks' worth of parrot breakfasts. Rainy days are one of the few occasions where staying inside seems acceptable, when you live in paradise.
