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Here we are

Not that we have anything that amazing to share, but sometimes it just really feels like it's been years since we've seen some of our friends (and sadly family as well) and then when I stop to actually think... yeah... it has been that long!  Our wedding was in July, many thanks to those who joined us, and we haven't seen many of you since!




So you know you're wondering what Los Porchs have been up to since July... and really?  It's not that exciting.  ;)

Porch started a new job out in Skokie & we're anxiously awaiting the move of that office to a building downtown (hooray!)  because let's be honest, that commute sucks.  Only in a place like Chicago can 15 miles take you 2 hours... in Wisconsin, I pretty much measure distance in time.  I could expect to travel 15 miles in about 15 minutes -- on average.  Milwaukee residents, don't even start. 

I have been living the high life, still with Head Start, as an Education Coordinator.  I work with the teachers and help them achieve their potential.  I spend time observing the teachers in their natural environment, go through their files, and meet with them on a monthly basis.  For those who are familiar with Head Start, this is a Federal Review year for us.  For those that aren't familiar, it means we're being audited to ensure we follow the Head Start Act and all of the Regulations.  If you're doing your job, it's not a big deal.  But, like when you have company, you want to tidy up a bit before they arrive.  So right now we're working to ensure everyone is on par.  It keeps me busy!

Other than that, we haven't been into too much trouble.  We have been enjoying the visiting of friends as they journey to Chicago & hang out with us!  We had the chance to catch up with my college roomies this past weekend and it was fabulous!  Now accepting reservations for the spring & summer!  Weekends book fast for us!  ;)  Man, we sound like a bed & breakfast! 

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