Sunday, November 23, 2014

Icelandic Yule Lads

Iceland's 13 grumpy and intuitive little "Santas' use to scare little kids to behave.  Starting thirteen days before Christmas, one by one they would hike down the mountain into town.  There they check if you have been behaving or not.  If you were a good little child, you would get a little gift in your shoe left on the window sill before you went to bed.  If you dis behaved, you get a potato.  Each lad has a special name that explains his, what shall we call it? ... weakness.

Sheep-Cote Clod: He tries to steal from the farmer's sheep sheds
 
Gully Gawk: He steals milk from buckets left around 

Stubby: Since he is short and small, he hides until you leave the kitchen and then he will steal food from frying pans

Ladle Licker: He licks spoons of all the scrapings from last nights dinner

Pot Scraper: He steals unwashed pots and licks them clean 

Bowl Licker: He steals bowls of food from under the bed (back in the old days, Icelanders used to store bowls of food there - called "askur")

Door Slammer: He runs around and slams doors, making sure to keep everyone awake 

Skyr Gobbler: Icelandic yogurt (skyr) is his favorite

Sausage Swiper: He steals sausages and eats them to his own delight

Window Peeper: He creeps outside windows, looks in and if he sees something interesting he will steal it

Door Sniffer: He has a huge nose that he uses to sniff his way through doors and into a pantry full of baked goods

Meat Hook: Any type of meat is likely to get snitched by him, especially smoked lamb 

Candle Beggar: The last one into town the day before Christmas, he can not resist all the beautiful candles

And then there is Grýla and Leppalúði.  The not so proud parents of the 13 lads.  Grýla is always in a foul mood and likes to steal dis behaving children an cook them in her pot. 

The Christmas cat is not as sweet as he sounds.  If you did not get at least one piece of new clothing, he will come and get you and drag you back to Grýla's pot.


Washing machine

A working washing machine is right there on the top of my list of things that make me happy.   Sometimes you forget what makes you happy until you don't have it anymore.  After a hopeless month of wondering if laundry will get done today, mopping sud-covered floors and withstanding very loud metal noises; the washer is up and running and running and running and run....


Lindor Chocolate

These most delicious little chocolate heavens make any Monday sweet. 


Fire on a cold winter day

So often am I cold and it tells.  Teeth chatter, arms crossed, hands tucked and a most obvious red nose.  The most common response to that is: "But you are from Iceland?"  Yes, I'm Icelandic. I like anything wool, scarfs wrapped around my neck, and nice cozy fireplaces.




Saturday, November 15, 2014

Gems amongst the junk

It is only recently that I can find excitement in the disarray of market places and second hand stores.


Chia seeds

These funky little seeds that magically turn into a delicious pudding are so wonderful to eat and are also super healthy.  Hurrah, double whammy. 


The last 21 years

21 years of ups and downs, challenges and blessings.  Countless yesterdays, todays and deep hope for endless tomorrows.



Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Stollen the German Christmas cake

My Oma is always with us at Christmas thanks to her teaching me how to make the traditional German Christmas cake.  I am so glad to have taken the time to listen and learn while she was still alive.


Handwritten letters

I just love the old fashioned, handwritten, can't throw them away, letters, cards and notes.  I keep all of them.


Sunday, November 9, 2014

Flowers

The way my husbands says "I love you" makes me happy to the core.


Saturday, November 8, 2014

A mans best friend

And in our house his name is Max.   Just look at that face and notice how it makes you all warm and fuzzy inside.


The color green

I have the hardest time answering the question: What is your favorite color?  I love all colors.  But if I had to choose, it would be green.

Eyesight

What a wonderful blessing to be able to see.  My boss once asked us at the office, if we would rather ... wait for it ... be blind and have friends or see and have no friends.  Think about that for a bit.  Well, what ever your thoughts on that is, I am just happy to see every day.  And yes, I love seeing my friends too! 

Essential oils

The colors, the smell, the connection and well being fill my heart with gratitude.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

The start

Expressing gratitude one day at a time and one picture at a time