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It’s kind of hard to blog when overshadowed by the horrendous calamities in Asia. The petty details of our lives here are pretty trivial when the newsfeeds keep rolling in with ever-more gruelling details and increasing death tolls. At present there are 10 Icelanders...

Little Kid: I know the Yule Lads don't put presents in our shoe. RE*: Oh really? Then who does? Little Kid: The government. * RE, daughter of EPI, was playing a Yule Lad at a little kids' function where she met this astute Young Person.

CRIPES! THE SMELL! Yeh, well. The skate party. YT ended her very lovely birthday afternoon by going to a rancid-skate party at EPI’s brother and sister-in-law’s. The smell wafted out to greet us way past the front door of the house and once inside it positively stung...

Thanks everyone for your birthday greetings. So heart-warming! Don't forsee much posting until post-Christmas. But just because I hate starting something and not finishing it: here are the two remaining Yule Lads... Ketkrókur - Meat Hook. Crafty fella, stuck hooks...

Marathon day! All the zillion little Christmas details to get sorted out. Poor EPI’s been sick for two days yet got up early like a trouper to help clean the apartment. Next some last-minute shopping was required (his), then the fetching of a Christmas tree that...

Winter solstice today! Also making this is the shortest day of the year. We had our four hours of daylight which is bad enough at the best of times, but when it’s overcast and grey like it was today – pfftt! Can’t even call it a proper day. WHO’S SORRY FOR US?...

Hasty posty this evening – because it’s not even evening it’s proper night and this is the first free bit of time I’ve found all day to indulge my blogging habit and me eyelids are getting just a weeee bit droopy. Just want to send a big TAKK! to Sigh Club for making...

The Christmas heat is officially on. Stressed-out Icelanders flocking to the mall – packing the stores that now stay open to 10 pm every night, and until 11 pm on the 23rd. YT made the insane mistake of heading to the Kringlan Mall yesterday afternoon (a Saturday!)...

I did it! I ACED the baking thing last night! Baking cookies, and not just any cookies, oh no. Sara Bernhard cookies. Those of you who know will Understand. Those of you who don’t – well, let me just say that they are arguably the most scrumptious culinary inventions...

Well, the dead lice continue to fall. From my head in true Icelandic fashion. Now, it seems, ol’ Bobby Fischer was offered the residents’ status without US authorities being consulted. (See yesterday's post in case you're already confused). It was, however, made clear...

Yesterday’s Breaking News: Icelandic authorities have decided to award ex-World Chess Champ Bobby Fischer a residents’ permit in Iceland. Prompting one to exclaim, in true Icelandic fashion, “Let all dead lice fall from my head!”* Why this stunned amazement? Well, for...