Just Click Your Heels...

Well, we've clicked out heels together three times and said the words "there's no place like home" and it worked! We will not be moving anytime in the near future, Bill will remain at the job where he is currently (albeit with a different title and a little bit better schedule) and all is right with the world.



Now for those of you still in the dark about what this was all about, I'll fill you in. You may or may not know that Bill is currently STILL in the training portion of his career, i.e. he hasn't had a REAL job yet. No worries, this is normal, he's not a slow learner. Anyway, his training ends this June and therefore the job hunt began. While staying seemed to always be an option, it didn't hurt to look around to see if the grass was greener on the other side. Bill had some very encouraging interviews and discussions with a few places and we've been contemplating the future since about August. After weighing all the (sometimes tempting...beach) options, it occurred to us (I mean Bill, I had the power all along) that there was indeed no place like home. After following the yellow brick road for what seemed like an eternity, Bill put on his snazzy red shoes and here we are and here we'll stay. I'm relieved and happy and think Bill is too. Hopefully he won't wonder what could have been. It'll be great to be around so many or our friends and family and good for the out-of-towners since you'll still know where to find us!

To celebrate, we busted out the Play Doh for the first time. Do we know how to party or what?

Another bonus to sticking around, Mr. Speck will not have to compete with the stress of trying to sell our house and move to another city. He'll get to revel in being the primary source of stress this spring...just kidding. Although it is a relief!

Anyone with a uterus or a child knows this room. Reina waiting patiently at mine and Speck's monthly weigh-in. Surprisingly, the disappearance of our Halloween candy was not reflected on the scale. Awesome.