Saturday, August 30, 2014

We're Not in Texas Anymore

My plan for daily updates to this blog has been thwarted by my enthusiasm for home improvement.  We received the keys to our house on Tuesday morning and have been steadily busy making changes ever since.  To date we've ordered new counter tops, visited 3 tile stores to pick out a back splash, had our carpets cleaned, gotten cable installed, tested 6 paint colors and spoken with several contractors about refinishing our cabinets.  We've made more trips to Home Depot than I can count and I can now add changing door knobs to my list of finely tuned skills.  It has been busy to say the least.  This weekend will be dedicated to painting almost every flat service in the house; check back on my enthusiasm level after it's over.  Once this initial onslaught of home improvement is over, I should have more time for blogging. For now, I'll leave you with some differences I've noticed about not being in Texas anymore.

Most of these are related to food which makes sense as we've been having to eat out every meal.  I am proud to say that we just invested in a $15 pot from Target so I'll be able to throw together some one pot meals until our stuff arrives. 

  • While the Mexican food may be edible and the fajitas even considered decent, don't confuse an appetizer called melted cheese with true queso 
    Melted cheese was an appropriate name. Nachos would have been another.
  •  You may receive crazy looks while requesting pickles for your $15 (yes, you read that right) sliced beef sandwich at the local barbeque joint.  They may then offer you fried pickles...

  • There is no Chick-Fil-A or Whataburger in the entire state.  In a desperate attempt for a chicken biscuit for breakfast, don't go to McDonalds.  Chicken biscuits are not on the menu and requesting one will again get you a crazy look. Said McDonald's will also have a covered drive thru.

    My favorite difference is the stunning views.
    These are the soccer fields near our house. The mountains never get old.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

The Final Frontier

I have been reading blogs as part of my morning routine for quite a while and decided now that we've embarked on this Alaskan adventure it was time to start my own.  I hope you'll follow along as my husband Nathanial and I take on the Final Frontier.  

We've relocated from The Woodlands, Texas, to Anchorage, Alaska.  I'm a proud Texan who has never lived anywhere cold and as such the heaviest jacket I own is a North Face wind breaker. Nathanial grew up in Oklahoma and claims to be prepared for the winter weather here. 

Cowboy boots are a regular part of both of our wardrobes; a fact which was commented on in our first meeting with our realtor.  Nathanial is an Oklahoma State Cowboy and I'm a Baylor Bear, hence the Boots and Bear name. 


No Wells were harmed in the taking of this photo as it was taken from the safety of an observation deck.