Weekly Breakdown

Weekly breakdown:

20120210-000928.jpgTrevor did indeed hit the road… After a failed attempt on Tuesday, good-bye round 2 sent him on his merry way. He is currently in a tropical climate where the poor guy is “hot and sweaty”…. I don’t remember what that feeling is like, so instead of sympathizing, I told him to suck it up ๐Ÿ™‚

2. I saw My Week With Marilyn last night. It is FANTASTIC. Please allow me to use every clichรฉ movie critic term. It was enchanting-evocative-enduring… And many other “e” words. Michelle Williams was spectacular. She would walk on-screen and it was like the theater had to pause and really take Marilyn in. Seriously well done and beautiful movie. Two thumbs up.

3. Before said movie I had two friends over for dinner. I managed to hit, no wait, slam myself in the head while opening a wine bottle. I hadn’t even had a drop of alcohol yet and I was already on high alert for embarrassing actions while drinking…. Or in this case while simply holding it. Poor forehead.
20120210-001017.jpg4. I’ve been hanging out with this little Doodle this week. While his mama is at work, I’ve snagged him for a few walks ๐Ÿ˜‰ hey, it’s been above zero for a week!! If I don’t take advantage of this heat wave and get outside I will definitely regret it

5. A heat wave in Alaska in February is anything above zero. It got up to 36 and windows were down, coats were off and there were crazy thoughts running through my mind… Like “well this is shave your legs weather!!”. Crazy I tell ya!

6. Finally, I’m making a Love mix for my spin class next week. Because who doesn’t want to spend Valentine’s day getting sweaty and hopped up on endorphins…. Oh there’s other ways to do that? Mmm.

Hope you had a great week! Get ready for Valentine’s day! Don’t be a hater, you get to drink red wine and eat chocolate… there is nothing bad about that!


Buck Up Buttercup!

This week is what I would call mopey military wife week. Our guys are headed out on a 6 week mission and that leaves our little butts behind in Alaska.

This can lead to several things: over eating, binge drinking, complaining, crying, depression, anxiety, sleepless nights, and sometimes good old-fashioned melodramatic tantrums.

Well at least that’s what I sometimes do. Poor Trevor has gotten me full blast when he calls at 4am my time, because at 9pm his time it made sense. Combine above symptoms with not being a morning person and you better watch out.

But instead of pouting and slowly turning into a hermit, I decided to make a 6 week challenge/bucket list for myself. Six weeks after all is NOT long in military terms. Six months would kick my butt, and a year is just inhumane to do to a person. Believe me, I know that this is essentially the pre-school version of military missions. SO I say, it’s time to put on my big girl pants and enjoy myself.

Side note: I love you honey, I will miss you… but I think you’ll agree, we’ll both be happier if I don’t pine over you every minute of the day. Cause if I did, I would end up like this….

I already have a penchant for red wine and ridiculously animated sing-a-longs. This would NOT be a stretch.

Here we go:
1. Movie night: My Week With Marilyn
2. Buy and refinish a mirror for our bedroom
3. Finish the Bodyrockers 30 day challenge (I started 2 weeks late, so I’m almost done)
4. Make my own Thai Green Curry chicken dish
5. GALentine’s day with my favorite AF ladies
6. Beauty night… face masks, deep conditioning my hair… essentially look as scary as possible

I got the blue ones when I was in Vegas… a colorful addition to my workout wardrobe

7. Time a mile run… see how much I can improve in 6 weeks

8. Watch Meet Joe Black. I have never seen it, but I’m told it is necessary to my existence.

9. Go to restaurant week in Denver (I’m going home for a week! Holllerrrr)
10. Back to blogging… trying for 2-3 times a week

A shout out to those spouses that handle the deployments, long TDYs, and years that are filled with good-byes. Somehow they manage to keep their chins ups, and handle all that the military hands them. As a newbie at this, I sincerely tip my hat to you. And that is the reason for this 6 week absence, I will suck it up, cause you know what, it’ll be over before I know it.

Golden Ticket

Guys, big news.


The Boswells are getting a puppy!! A Golden Retriever to be specific. I’m pretty much a Mountain Dew can that has been shook 4 million times… that’s how excited I am. Sugar high, and carbonation on crack over here.

We’re in the initial stages of breeder research, and are hoping to find one in Alaska. I can’t imagine how expressive it would be to find a puppy in the Lower 48, fly down, pick him up, only to fly home again. Both costly and the poor little guy probably would have a rough ride. It takes anywhere from 12 to +18hrs to get home sometimes.

I’m already in love…

Reasons we want a Golden:

We love big dogs. Little dogs just don’t do it for me. I want a full body cuddle with my dog, and to feel protected.

Golden’s have high energy and if you know me at all, this is kinda mandatory. I could wear out a 6-year-old. Plus then I have a good running buddy!

Trevor and I don’t mind shedding. We have both grown up and owned dogs that shed like it’s their job. Hence why we purchased the Animal Dyson.

The friendly factor. Our dog will obviously be with us for many, many years and will be part of our family. I have never, not once, heard of a family having problems with their Golden and kids. It would be my worst nightmare to have a dog/baby issue.

They are adorable, trainable, smart, and kind dogs. Case and point, they are guide dogs. There, you can’t argue with leading the blind, injured, or needy.

Look at that face! Is just screams “Take me home, I’ll love you and you’ll love me!!”

All this being said, does anybody have any advice on finding a good breeder? Good or bad experience with using a breeder? Puppy stories are welcome!

I can’t wait to have a little furball again. Beemer was so great and I just need a buddy back ASAP! If we find the right breeder we’re hoping for early/late spring!


Catch Up

I have been MIA for a very very long time. I don’t have much of an excuse really. It’s just sometimes I’m a bit bored with North Pole and then I get antsy, and then I try to run around doing as many things as possible… and one of those things was not the blog. Lame right?

Well since its been a heck of a hiatus let me catch you up as quickly as humanly possible!

I’ve taught a Halloween and Thanksgiving themed spin classes. The playlists included songs like “Ghostbusters” and “Fat Bottomed Girls”. I also wore ladybug wings. But only for Halloween… In retrospect I should have made an Indian headband or a Pilgrim hat… but that just leaves room for improvement next year!

We have officially moved into the darkest month of the year. Currently the sun rises at 10:11am and sets at 3:04pm. Sooo a snippet of sun is kinda all ya get. If you think daylight savings is tough, well I wouldn’t recommend living here!This picture is as 4:07pm last week. Pretty? Yes. Bizarre that is been dark for an hour already? YES.

This cute, curly, love bug went back to his parents. Our friends returned safely from their deployment and so Beemer went back to his real home. I spent that evening fully dressed, winter coat still on, crying in bed. I love dogs. And I really love Beemer. But since they live the closest to us in this Alaskan adventure, I have a visitation rights, and will definitely use them.

We hosted Thanksgiving for the second year in a row. Last year we had 12 adults and two babies. This year we had 17 adults and 3 kids under 3. Whew.

I made two turkeys. Yup. One was 20lbs and the other was about 14lbs. Because apparently a 34lb turkey would not be able to stand up right. I didn’t really think about that until I called the butchers at three different grocery stores and they all but laughed at my gigantor turkey idea. ooops ๐Ÿ™‚

Recommendations: I have used Pioneer Woman’s Turkey Brine on three different birds now. It is simple and easy and pretty much guarantees you’ll have a juicy feast. I grab a 3-5 gallon buckets, put a brining bag in it, load in my turkey and poor that beautiful brine in the bag. I like my bucket method because it really submerges the bird. Mine soaked for right around 24 hrs, then I rinse/let my turkey sit in cool water for about 15mins. Patted it dry and then went with Alton Brown’s method for roasting and Real Simple’s recipe.

The Boswell Black Friday excitement went to a new Dyson. My loving husband was helping vacuum on Turkey day and the vacuum broke. So with the glory of $170 off we ordered the Animal Dyson and got free shipping via Amazon. Why did we get the Animal you ask? Well it will be good for sucking up pet hair….

After the Thanksgiving madness, I made my cookies to send out for the Great Blogger Cook Exchange. I sent them out last week and I believe they have now made their merry little way to my matches. I’m anxiously awaiting my cookies!

And finally we arrive right back to the present. Trevor and I constructed our gingerbread house (fruit roll-up roof tiles) and our house has some Christmas cheer ๐Ÿ™‚ Tonight I’m going to watch my favorite holiday movie…And hopefully make a bunch of Christmas cookies!

Highs and Lows

If anyone is looking for an easy profession that you have little accountability, I suggest you become a weatherman (weather person) for the Interior of Alaska.

Job Description: Ballpark guess what the weather could be for the day. Odds are in your favor if you use the words “cold”, “freezing”, or the lovely phenomenon that is “ice fog”.

Once you have given the masses a broad idea of what the day will bring you can really narrow things down by giving a wide range of temperature options.

For example:
Today will be freezing cold, cloudy with a chance of sucking your soul out. Expect highs to be between -10-12 degrees (yes -10 can be a high) and lows of -40- -20.

See how that narrows things down?? Twenty degree differences and these guys are sitting pretty! I think anyone that is looking for a career move should capitalize on this amazing opportunity!

So if you guys can’t tell by my subtle sarcasm; chilly weather arrived over a month ago, winter arrived weeks ago, and their good friend Bitter Cold moved in this week.

This picture was taken at 10:20am, just to be clear.

Heading into daylight savings, we are currently clocking in with these hours of “sun”…. sort of ๐Ÿ™‚

It’s mandatory to set an alarm in the morning to get up. Without even a hint of the sun coming up, I need an auditory signal to get my butt moving.

Plus this little guy needs to get out…

Beemer is rocking the booties and very stylish green coat now. The booties were busted out when we got snow awhile ago, because otherwise it mats to his curly Q’s and it’s just easier to put on his shoes. The coat is more mandatory when it’s below zero or so.

My outfits have also been ramped up… From earlier this week…

This little ditty was when it was about 5 degrees.

And then this morning, when it was a snowball to the face -18.
Here’s another way to gauge things: Eye Lash Icicles:

Still above zero vs. well below….

I also discovered that if you have mascara on and have to walk the dog, it won’t freeze in an awesome make-up artist kind of way. Instead it will look like you were a crying mess on your morning promenade….

Thankfully Beemer can’t judge me though, because at the end of his walk he has snow barnacles ๐Ÿ™‚

But tomorrow is Friday and who knows… maybe tomorrow it will be warm (all above zero temps!).

I’ll be back with a spin playlist for you tomorrow! Sleep Well!

Winter has Arrived

Its true. It’s here. Today was a balmy 7 degrees out.

Walking Beemer, I decided necessitated long underwear. So not only did I have the opportunity to drag my sorry but around my neighborhood in chilly temps, but I also got to feel extremely sexy doing it. Lucky girl.

Sadly I had to pull in the reigns on how much I could bundle up, because I have, ohh about 50 more degrees of freezing coming my way. Last year this is what I wore when it was -40.

I hope all you Lower 48’s are enjoying your weather. And please excuse me when I offer zero sympathy for your “really cold” days. When you have to plug in your car to keep it from freezing, we can talk ๐Ÿ™‚

So while the snow has arrived, and the cold temperatures are only beginning their reign of terror, I warmed up my house by baking and busting out my crock pot.

If you’re interested in some yummy cookies, here’s what I did:

Pumpkin Chocolate Chip Cookies by How Sweet It Is

Pumpkin Snickerdoodles by Recipe Girl

(these cookies may or may not make excellent ice cream sandwich cookies. And I may or may not recommend getting the festive Pumpkin ice cream that is currently available!)

But besides stuffing my face with cookies, as I said, I also busted out my crock pot. On the lazy days that the sun isn’t shining (there are many!), and its just to chilly to get the blood moving in my body, the slow cooker will be bearing the weight of dinner entrees.

I decided to figure out an easy Chicken and Dumpling-esque soup. From searching around a little bit I formulated a plan and this is how it went:

Slow Cooker Chicken and Dumpling Soup

4 Boneless Skinless chicken breast, cut into bite size pieces
1 Can of Cream of Chicken Soup
1 Medium Onion, diced
1 Can of Whole Kernel Yellow Corn, drained
2 Tbs Butter
2 Packages of Refigerator biscuits, torn into 1 inch pieces
Chopped Green Onions for garnishing

1. Place the chicken, butter, soup, corn and onion in a slow cooker, and then add enough water to cover.
2. Cover, and cook for 5 to 6 hours on High. 30 minutes before serving, place the torn biscuit dough in the slow cooker. Cook until the dough is no longer raw in the center. Serve with green onions on top!

This is not a traditional dumpling, obviously since we cut a corner on the whole “homemade” front… but for the lazy days that entitle a slow cooker recipe, I wasn’t the least bit upset about it ๐Ÿ™‚

Hope you all have a great weekend! Make some cookies, or enjoy your warm weather… or both if you’re lucky!


I have now been married for a year and one day.

Thank you, thank you…. I appreciate the round of applause ๐Ÿ™‚

In my infinite wisdom as a married woman I wanted to share some year one stories.

Our wedding was wonderful and perfect…

I think the only hitch that people could see was this..

We were trying to light my parents 37 year old unity candle. Things didn’t exactly go well… The wick was resistant to light and we ended up faking it ๐Ÿ™‚ As you can tell by my face I was thrilled.

Married life for us has involved a lot of traveling, at least for year one. Post wedding we headed out to St. Lucia for a Sandals honeymoon.

While I found it rather amusing to count the number of women with french manicures as we neared our destination, we quickly realized we were not the only newlyweds. The resort was beautiful, and the all you can eat/drink offerings were delicious. (Side note: if you ever go to a Sandals resort please enjoy a Dirty Banana. It’s a cocktail and its life-changing).

Sandals also did a fabulous job of treating each couple like we were the only honeymooners. While we couldn’t drop the line “We just got married” or “We’re on our honeymoon” and expect an upgrade, Sandals handed each couple nice perks that still make us feel special (i.e. massages, champagne, cheesy desserts that have “love” written in chocolate).

Plus it was actually nice to be at a resort surrounded by people who are there to solely spend time with their spouse. No kids, no drunk college kids, and everyone making googly eyes at their new bride/groom.

From the honeymoon we went over to glamorous Korea for Trevor to get back into the swing of work.

Please enjoy my husband’s creeper stache… Mustaches are apparently a “must” when you’re overseas. As a newlywed I found this both disappointing and revolting. I found this was the first instance that as a wife I was able to use sex as a weapon. Don’t be fooled, you will do it too. Lesson one learned.

From Korea, it was time to head back to the US to our new homestead. Yes, North Pole, Alaska.Not only were we newlyweds but new home-owners; which in itself is a learning experience.

Living with my husband has been comedic, frustrating, awesome, and comforting. After a year apart dating, it’s obviously an opposite side of the spectrum to live together.

I’ve learned things, like Trevor grinds his teeth in his sleep. This factor has now gifted us with the blessing of a mouth guard. I can’t tell you the sex appeal it offers. My favorite part is his retainer style lisp ๐Ÿ™‚

Shockingly I’m not without quirks and habits that Trevor had not discovered prior to marriage. For example, my jaw pops, particularly when I eat cereal. This has become one of Trevor’s pet peeves. I have received more death stares in the morning than I care to count. Honey, I apologize. Blame it on my orthodontist that insisted on making me wear rubber bands. I hated him for it too.

We’ve landscaped a yard, foster cared for a dog, met new friends, settled into a new state, and soaked up time together. It was an interesting year, that’s for sure.

I know it wasn’t the easiest year on either of us. So many things to learn, to juggle, and to compromise on, but we did well. I may have talked Trevor’s face off a few times, and he may have tuned me out on numerous occasions.

Bottom line, year one was a success. I love my husband with all my heart and am happy to move on to year two together. I know a few things lie ahead, like hosting our second Thanksgiving and a family trip to Hawaii, but I know we’ll also be handed some surprises.

Looking forward to new and exciting adventures ๐Ÿ™‚