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  • OhGodohGodohGod

    I had thought of some wonderfully arty-farty name for this post, but it slipped my mind, as so much else does these days...

    'You do realise it's Wednesday?' a friend said to me.

    'Who?' I answered, having difficulties emerging back from my solar system of thought.

    Today [...]
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    Posted: October 15, 2008, 6:25pm EDT

  • Other subjects, as well

    I for one have had it up to here with talk about the damn depression. When other people go on and on and on (and on) about the very depressing depression *hohum*, like in the dressing room after yoga class, I opt to keep my mouth firmly shut, knowing that [...]
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    Posted: October 14, 2008, 5:00pm EDT

  • Dancing upon the ruins



    Everything is going to rack and ruins in this society, and the country is slowly but surely sinking into the sea.

    But not to worry, the Russians are coming.


    We might as well put on our party gear and dance upon the ruins.

    [...]
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    Posted: October 10, 2008, 1:09pm EDT

  • Grim

    Things are looking very grim. [...]
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    Posted: October 09, 2008, 4:47pm EDT

  • Vér aumir




    On the whole, things are rather terrifying. Day after day, our hapless excuse of a prime minister throws a press conference, saying the same thing over and over again, with variations upon a theme. We are left with more questions than answers, eagerly [...]
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    Posted: October 08, 2008, 4:45pm EDT

  • From Russia, with love

    Today is President Putin's birthday. Congratulations, everyone.

    Today is also the day when it was announced that the Russians (of all people!) are going to lend Iceland a motherload of money. Er....WTF?! Why? Why Russians? What are they playing at?

    Hvers eigum vér aumir að gjalda?

    [...]
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    Posted: October 07, 2008, 2:32pm EDT

  • Fearless leader, indeed...

    After the events of the day we are left either speechless, or foaming at the mouth. I myself am more of the speechless and dumbfounded variety. To think that we live in such a banana republic (although I suppose it would be cod republic, where Iceland is concerned), [...]
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    Posted: October 06, 2008, 5:44pm EDT

  • Birthday party

    We got a call yesterday from Cousin LEGO and family. They invited us up to my grandfather's log cabin, currently owned by my aunt, to a late celebration of Kata's birthday. As the lads had their chess lesson in the afternoon, we ended up settling on dinner up at the [...]
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    Posted: October 05, 2008, 10:57am EDT

  • On pulling through

    Of course it turned out that my sister-in-law did not steal my woollen socks, as I found them later in the evening folded and stacked on top of the old foldable framed metal pegs I stole from my parents' attic... Silly me.

    Life in Iceland currently evolves around the [...]
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    Posted: October 04, 2008, 7:24am EDT

  • Jullur

    To continue with the breast theme of yesterday: For years and years and years I felt mortified over the size of my bosom. Remember that this was in the era when being completely flat-chested and manly was the absolute thing, and I felt the difference acutely. In fact I got [...]
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    Posted: October 02, 2008, 4:53pm EDT

  • Breasts and all the rest

    On Saturday I had an appointment with a photographer, and as my husband was out of town, I called Mum to get her to fetch the boys from their chess class and look after them for about half an hour. It only took twisting her arm a little.

    'Oh, [...]
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    Posted: October 01, 2008, 4:14pm EDT

  • Haven't got much to say

    except that anxiety is eating away at my digestive system. I try to keep all thoughts of our financial future at bay, to stand strong in the face of the adversary, but I'm not sure I'm doing right in that. Perhaps I should just cave in.

    A friend says [...]
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    Posted: September 30, 2008, 1:54pm EDT

  • One of these days

    The government has taken over my bank. How's that for putting global financial matters into perspective? I went to this highly interesting lecture/conference thingy on services open to families with disabled children - my boss had given me time off work, bless him; then why do I feel [...]
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    Posted: September 29, 2008, 11:05am EDT

  • Young men nowadays

    I work with quite a lot of young, unmarried men. That would not be newsworthy in itself. It only so happens that quite a few of them (OK, so there only this one guy, really) keep coming by the Fish Tank almost daily, just to say hello, how are you [...]
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    Posted: September 27, 2008, 2:33pm EDT

  • Things that aim to confuse

    I find it mildly confusing when people send me emails in English, to which I reply in English, only to get an answer in Icelandic.

    It's been Schweinkalt, Verdammt! today, wet and windy, the absolute British kind of weather you did not get around these parts back when I [...]
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    Posted: September 22, 2008, 4:13pm EDT

  • The Sheepskin gals club

    I went out with the girls last night, since it was Íris's birthday. We went to restaurant Ítalía downtown, where I ordered a Kir Royal and a bottle of red - at which the waitress gave me a strange look and we all burst out laughing. Ordering dinner in between [...]
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    Posted: September 21, 2008, 9:44am EDT

  • Things to be happy about

    Fragrant, good quality tea. After all, my yoga instructor tells me that yogas count the sense of smell as one of the food groups.

    Pink bed socks to keep your widdly toes from freezing.

    Luxury pedicures. I had one the other day, where my feet were massaged up [...]
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    Posted: September 19, 2008, 2:44pm EDT

  • Problems

    A dear friend told me of her recent illness.

    And suddenly, that just seemed to put my own problems into perspective.

    I can sort this out. There's always some kind of a solution.

    Song du jour: Problems [...]
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    Posted: September 17, 2008, 5:17pm EDT

  • Hit

    Friday started out interestingly. Valli rolled down the stairs, like a rather large and wobbly ball. He got quite angry and wanted to hit the stairs - he had obviously hurt himself, although he didn't cry. He never cries unless he is seriously hurt and/or bleeding.

    The conference was [...]
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    Posted: September 16, 2008, 1:41pm EDT

  • Says my eight year old

    'Mamma, how old is grandmother?'

    'She's thirty years older than me. How old am I?'

    'Thirty something.'

    'So how old does that make your grandmother?'

    'Sixty something. Wow, she's even older than Dad!'

    I should bloody well hope so....

    Song du jour: Moving [...]
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    Posted: September 14, 2008, 6:14pm EDT

  • Things could be worse

    Today a coworker sent me a link to this, just to keep me sane and remind me to keep negative thoughts in check. Just how precious is that?

    To think how much poorer life would be without all those sweet, sweet people I work with. Mundane grievances are [...]
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    Posted: September 11, 2008, 6:32pm EDT

  • Things to be happy about

    ...for indeed there must be such things, svo maður gleymi sér ekki algjörlega í svartagallsrausinu (for all the innumerous word the English language has (has anyone counted them?), some things are simply best said in Icelandic). And such things, if indeed such things must be, definitely include Icelandic sayings, [...]
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    Posted: September 10, 2008, 3:26pm EDT

  • Arg!

    Arg for children.

    Arg for marriage.

    Arg for the dents in my bumpers.

    Arg for the wind and the rain and the shortening of the day.

    Arg for bloody global economics.

    Arg for fuel prices, food prices and prices in general.

    Arg for the [...]
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    Posted: September 09, 2008, 4:30pm EDT

  • Says my eight year old

    'Daddy, do you know why fish live in salt water?' young Jóhann said to his father.

    'Why?'

    'Because pepper makes them sneeze!'

    Hohoho.

    We took the lads off to Toys'r'us today, the stuff of nightmares. They were under strict instructions to behave. I had promised Jói [...]
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    Posted: September 06, 2008, 6:04pm EDT

  • Patience, my dear

    Contrary to popular belief, I am not a patient woman. I just keep very, very quiet about it, turn my feelings inwards, until it eats me up.

    Lately I've been contemplating the things that really give true meaning to life, such as the confidence of a trusted friend, the [...]
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    Posted: September 04, 2008, 4:34pm EDT

  • 'And that's why you should never take your s*x toys to church!'

    There is this wonderfully clever woman I work with. Not only is she clever, but she is outrageously funny. When we sit together in the canteen, we talk about our autistic sons and our own Asperger. Sometimes people will leave our table, when they find they cannot get through to [...]
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    Posted: September 01, 2008, 5:41pm EDT

  • Smells like Team Spirit

    Herdís 'knitting mom' Hurricane left on Friday, heading back to the USA. Inevitably, that meant ladies night out at Café Kultura on Thursday (had almost written Turdsday, cod help me), which as always involves vigorous discussions on men and their purpose in life, to almost unanimous agreement. Shortly after we [...]
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    Posted: August 31, 2008, 10:10am EDT

  • De smukke unge mennesker

    For some unfathomable reason, I woke up humming De smukke unge mennesker to myself this morning. No idea why. Honestly.

    There is something infinitely comforting about that song, though. Like finding an old postcard from a long lost friend. Det synes jeg ligevel.

    Been feeling more than [...]
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    Posted: August 27, 2008, 5:09pm EDT

  • 'Take a pill, dear!'

    Am at home, with fever. Head feels funny. Bedclothes clammy. Knees stopped aching, though, there's always something to be cheerful about...

    'Take a pill, dear!' my mother said. 'Take another.'

    'I am far more ill than you,' my stepfather said, 'and far worse off.'

    Yeah, wha'ever.

    [...]
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    Posted: August 22, 2008, 9:20am EDT

  • On being someone's mum, and such things

    'Aren't you Valli's mum?' two little boys asked me today, as I stood in front of a the diva's house, holding a large bouqet of orange roses to speed the recovery of her broken leg.

    'Yes...,' I replied. I am still trying to get used to being addressed as [...]
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    Posted: August 20, 2008, 5:20pm EDT

  • And then...

    Valli did not get a slice of cake because when I got to the actual cake there was almost no icing left on it, only small finger marks in the upper layer.

    'Now look here,' I said, and showed him the injured cake. 'Do you realise what this means?'
    [...]
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    Posted: August 18, 2008, 7:37pm EDT

  • Order of the day

    You will eat the red currant jelly your father made, you ungrateful brat, or there will be no chocolate cake for you!

    Ég þakka þeim sem (á) hlýddu. [...]
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    Posted: August 18, 2008, 11:34am EDT

  • 'Are we still speaking hymen here?'

    Herdís and I went over to Hallveig's place last evening, accompanied by a bottle of white and cava brut. This being an Icelandic dinnerparty, the hostess was only just starting to cook when we arrived, so when we had filled the tiny kitchen with loud women (opera singers, mostly), the [...]
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    Posted: August 17, 2008, 10:04am EDT

  • Dabbling

    A bit of painting here, a tiny bit of tidying there, measuring the living room windows for new blinds, contacting darling IKEA about new blinds, cleaning paintbrushes, doing this that and the other - we're still working on getting this house in order.

    Jón had intended to do extensive [...]
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    Posted: August 16, 2008, 11:02am EDT

  • Another weekday meme

    1. Is there anything hanging from your vehicle's rear view mirror? No, but if there was, it would be pink and fluffy.

    2. When you go into the bathroom, do you ever check behind the shower curtain? You know, to make sure no one is miraculously hiding back there. [...]
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    Posted: August 15, 2008, 4:28pm EDT

  • Awfully quiet

    'You're awfully quiet,' a coworker said and nudged me in the side. She's used to me being all chatty and bubbly.

    'Yeah, I'm going through a quiet phase at the moment. I'm sure it will pass,' I answered.

    Not even a friendly wink from the executive director this [...]
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    Posted: August 15, 2008, 2:22pm EDT

  • Fleh...

    Know those days when you're feeling miserable and you have no idea why? No?

    Work was fine, chatting away happily with my coworkers, although I couldn't really put my concentration into frame, despite repeated efforts. And when I came home from work I just spent the rest of the [...]
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    Posted: August 13, 2008, 4:48pm EDT
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