﻿<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8"?><rss version="2.0"><channel><title>Maja</title><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/</link><description>velkomin á bloggið mitt</description><copyright>(c) 2007, BlogCentral.is, All rights reserved.</copyright><ttl>60</ttl><item><title>Flutt!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;Aacute;kva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; pr&amp;oacute;fa a&amp;eth; flytja mig um set &amp;iacute; netheimum... n&amp;yacute;ja s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an m&amp;iacute;n er &lt;a href="http://www.maja1907.bloggar.is" title="n&amp;yacute;ja s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an m&amp;iacute;n"&gt;maja1907.bloggar.is&lt;/a&gt;. &amp;AElig;tla a&amp;eth; pr&amp;oacute;fa &amp;thorn;etta og sj&amp;aacute; hva&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r finnst skemmtilegra umhverfi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sj&amp;aacute;umst&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/7/flutt/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/7/flutt/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 07 Jan 2008 21:21:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Gleðilegt ár!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;K&amp;aelig;ru lesendur. &amp;Eacute;g &amp;oacute;ska ykkur &amp;ouml;llum gle&amp;eth;ilegs &amp;aacute;rs og megi n&amp;yacute;ja &amp;aacute;ri&amp;eth;, 2008, f&amp;aelig;ra ykkur g&amp;aelig;fu og gle&amp;eth;i.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Aacute;ram&amp;oacute;tin hj&amp;aacute; okkur f&amp;oacute;ru &amp;thorn;annig fram a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum til Akureyrar og bor&amp;eth;u&amp;eth;um &amp;thorn;ar hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;ouml;mmu og pabba... 11 manns &amp;thorn;ar &amp;iacute; mat... humar &amp;iacute; forr&amp;eacute;tt og kalk&amp;uacute;nn &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth;alr&amp;eacute;tt me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;l&amp;iacute;ku me&amp;eth;l&amp;aelig;ti... takk fyrir mig... &amp;thorn;etta var ge&amp;eth;veikt og mig dau&amp;eth;langa&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; kalk&amp;uacute;ninn og fyllinguna &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g vakna&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; morgun... nennti bara ekki a&amp;eth; fara til Akureyrar til a&amp;eth; f&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; bor&amp;eth;a;) Vi&amp;eth; vorum hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;ouml;mmu og pabba til a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;a 10 en h&amp;eacute;ldum &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; aftur heim til Dalv&amp;iacute;kur, til Dav&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;s og fj&amp;ouml;lskyldu, horf&amp;eth;um &amp;aacute; skaupi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ar... sem var n&amp;uacute; bara f&amp;iacute;nasta skaup... og skutum upp me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;eim. Vi&amp;eth; stoppu&amp;eth;um &amp;thorn;ar til a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;a 2 en &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; var Alexander or&amp;eth;inn svol&amp;iacute;ti&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;reyttur svo vi&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;ginin f&amp;oacute;rum heim a&amp;eth; sofa en heimilisfa&amp;eth;irinn h&amp;eacute;lt &amp;aacute; vit skemmtanal&amp;iacute;fsins &amp;iacute; b&amp;aelig;num og kom seint heim. Vi&amp;eth; erum svo bara b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; vera &amp;iacute; leti &amp;iacute; dag, f&amp;oacute;rum um stund &amp;iacute; B&amp;ouml;ggvisbrautina og fengum kr&amp;aelig;singar &amp;thorn;ar a&amp;eth; venju og erum n&amp;uacute;na bara &amp;iacute; leti h&amp;eacute;r heima... eins og n&amp;yacute;&amp;aacute;rsdagur &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; vera:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Svo er bara vinna &amp;aacute; morgun &amp;iacute; fyrsta skipti s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an 13. desember, spurning hvort ma&amp;eth;ur hefur daginn af hehe:lol: Og spurning hvort m&amp;eacute;r tekst a&amp;eth; vakna &amp;aacute; tilsettum t&amp;iacute;ma... er or&amp;eth;in alltof g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;u v&amp;ouml;n &amp;thorn;essar s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu 3 vikur, b&amp;uacute;na&amp;eth; sofa &amp;uacute;t og liggja e&amp;eth;a sitja me&amp;eth; l&amp;ouml;ppina upp &amp;iacute; loft... eins og m&amp;eacute;r var sagt a&amp;eth; gera;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Muni&amp;eth; svo a&amp;eth; nj&amp;oacute;ta s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu j&amp;oacute;ladaganna til hins &amp;iacute;trasta... heilt &amp;aacute;r &amp;iacute; n&amp;aelig;stu j&amp;oacute;l:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kn&amp;uacute;s &amp;aacute; l&amp;iacute;nuna:*&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/1/gledilegt-ar/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2008/1/1/gledilegt-ar/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2008 17:29:45 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Jólin</title><description>&lt;p&gt;N&amp;uacute; eru j&amp;oacute;lin li&amp;eth;in... e&amp;eth;a amk &amp;thorn;essir a&amp;eth;alj&amp;oacute;ladagar... vi&amp;eth; Addi erum reyndar b&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; fr&amp;iacute;i b&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;a vinnudagana milli j&amp;oacute;la og n&amp;yacute;&amp;aacute;rs svo &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; gerir &amp;thorn;essa daga solti&amp;eth; j&amp;oacute;lalega l&amp;iacute;ka. J&amp;oacute;lamaturinn heppna&amp;eth;ist svona l&amp;iacute;ka vel hj&amp;aacute; minni... h&amp;uacute;sb&amp;oacute;ndinn gaf m&amp;eacute;r h&amp;aelig;stu einkunn fyrir b&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;i forr&amp;eacute;tt og a&amp;eth;allr&amp;eacute;tt... erum enn ekki b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; f&amp;aacute; okkur eftirr&amp;eacute;ttinn hehe:lol: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;B&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; bor&amp;eth;a &amp;oacute;grynni af mat, nammi og k&amp;ouml;kum s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu daga svo &amp;eacute;g held ma&amp;eth;ur st&amp;iacute;gi ekki &amp;aacute; vigt &amp;iacute; br&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;:$ En eftir morgundaginn ver&amp;eth;ur vonandi au&amp;eth;veldara a&amp;eth; byrja a&amp;eth; hreyfa sig... losna vi&amp;eth; gifsi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;;) F&amp;ouml;rum til Akureyrar og m&amp;eacute;r skilst a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute; kv&amp;ouml;ldmatarbo&amp;eth; hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;ouml;mmu og pabba... meira g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;g&amp;aelig;ti... ekki veitir n&amp;uacute; af. Vi&amp;eth; Alexander f&amp;oacute;rum &amp;iacute; B&amp;aacute;r&amp;eth;ardalinn &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r &amp;aacute; j&amp;oacute;laball... fullt af f&amp;oacute;lki og bara f&amp;iacute;nasta skemmtun... ekki fari&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; svona barnaball &amp;iacute; m&amp;ouml;rg &amp;aacute;r:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N&amp;oacute;g af j&amp;oacute;lap&amp;ouml;kkum sem komu inn&amp;aacute; heimili&amp;eth; og margir st&amp;oacute;rir pakkar. Alexander f&amp;eacute;kk 18 pakka... &amp;eacute;g taldi n&amp;uacute; ekki hva&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g f&amp;eacute;kk marga pakka en &amp;thorn;eir voru nokkrir... f&amp;eacute;kk m.a BLEIKA hr&amp;aelig;riv&amp;eacute;l fr&amp;aacute; manninum m&amp;iacute;num elskulega... og h&amp;uacute;n er GE&amp;ETH;VEIK;) Fengum l&amp;iacute;ka matvinnsluv&amp;eacute;l og pizzaofn svo &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;ur h&amp;aelig;ft a&amp;eth; malla miki&amp;eth; af g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;g&amp;aelig;ti h&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; b&amp;aelig; &amp;aacute; n&amp;aelig;stu d&amp;ouml;gum. &amp;Eacute;g gaf Adda &amp;uacute;r, b&amp;oacute;kina hans Einars B&amp;aacute;r&amp;eth;ar og Peter Sellers Collection &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lagj&amp;ouml;f og hann var bara mj&amp;ouml;g s&amp;aacute;ttur me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;. &amp;AElig;tla&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; gefa honum anna&amp;eth; en &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var uppselt &amp;iacute; augnablikinu... aldrei a&amp;eth; vita nema &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; laumist &amp;iacute; afm&amp;aelig;lispakkann hans &amp;iacute; mars;) B&amp;oacute;ndi minn gaf m&amp;eacute;r l&amp;iacute;ka eyrnalokka, vo&amp;eth;a f&amp;iacute;na og svo f&amp;eacute;kk &amp;eacute;g Desp. Housewifes 3 fr&amp;aacute; syninum elskulega... &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;legt hva&amp;eth; hann veit hva&amp;eth; mamman vill:lol:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J&amp;aelig;ja... &amp;aelig;tli s&amp;eacute; ekki best a&amp;eth; t&amp;eacute;kka &amp;aacute; fiskinum &amp;iacute; ofninum... j&amp;aacute; &amp;eacute;g &amp;aacute;kva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; elda einhvern g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;an fiskr&amp;eacute;tt &amp;iacute; dag eftir allt kj&amp;ouml;tmeti&amp;eth; s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu daga:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Adios... Majan&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/27/jolin/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/27/jolin/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 27 Dec 2007 18:11:58 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>3 dagar...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;... og t&amp;aelig;par 4 klukkustundir &amp;thorn;ar til klukkur hringja inn j&amp;oacute;lin. F&amp;oacute;r &amp;iacute; klippingu &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r og &amp;thorn;ar vorum vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; r&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;a um &amp;yacute;mislegt sem minnir okkur &amp;aacute; j&amp;oacute;lin. Hver man ekki eftir j&amp;oacute;laaugl&amp;yacute;singunni fr&amp;aacute; Coca cola &amp;thorn;ar sem f&amp;oacute;lki&amp;eth; er a&amp;eth; syngja &amp;quot;I&amp;#39;d like to buy the world...&amp;quot; haldandi &amp;aacute; kertum og mynda loks j&amp;oacute;latr&amp;eacute;? &amp;THORN;essi augl&amp;yacute;sing er bara j&amp;oacute;laleg. L&amp;iacute;ka finnst m&amp;eacute;r &amp;thorn;egar j&amp;oacute;lakve&amp;eth;jurnar eru lesnar &amp;aacute; R&amp;aacute;s 1 &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;orl&amp;aacute;ksmessu... &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er j&amp;oacute;lalegt. Minnir mig &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g var krakki, mamma og pabbi voru alltaf me&amp;eth; stillt &amp;aacute; kve&amp;eth;jurnar og vi&amp;eth; systurnar a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth;sto&amp;eth;a vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; kl&amp;aacute;ra a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;r&amp;iacute;fa og skreyta. Lyktin af &amp;THORN;rifi finnst m&amp;eacute;r l&amp;iacute;ka svo j&amp;oacute;laleg... og svona h&amp;uacute;sgagnaol&amp;iacute;u &amp;iacute; bland vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;riflyktina. Mamma bar alltaf ol&amp;iacute;u &amp;aacute; vi&amp;eth;arh&amp;uacute;sg&amp;ouml;gnin fyrir j&amp;oacute;lin &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g var l&amp;iacute;til og &amp;eacute;g man enn eftir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;, &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute;u &amp;ouml;rugglega a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;a 30 &amp;aacute;r s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an h&amp;uacute;n h&amp;aelig;tti &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;. Hangikj&amp;ouml;tslykt er n&amp;aacute;tt&amp;uacute;rlega alltaf j&amp;oacute;laleg... svo ekki s&amp;eacute; tala&amp;eth; um kalt hangikj&amp;ouml;t, laufabrau&amp;eth; og smj&amp;ouml;r og malt og appels&amp;iacute;n me&amp;eth;... NAMMMMM:P Lyktin af rau&amp;eth;k&amp;aacute;linu sem mamma s&amp;yacute;&amp;eth;ur er ofurj&amp;oacute;laleg... og ekki m&amp;aacute; gleyma lyktinni af hamborgarhryggnum sem blandast vi&amp;eth; rau&amp;eth;k&amp;aacute;lslyktina:D Og s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ast en ekki s&amp;iacute;st er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; j&amp;oacute;lamessan... &amp;thorn;egar klukkurnar hringja kl. 6 &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth;fangadagskv&amp;ouml;ld og j&amp;oacute;lamessan &amp;iacute; &amp;uacute;tvarpinu hefst... &amp;THORN;&amp;Aacute; ERU SKO J&amp;Oacute;LIN KOMIN:) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vi&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;tlum a&amp;eth; halda okkar fyrstu j&amp;oacute;l ein &amp;thorn;etta &amp;aacute;ri&amp;eth; og er tilhl&amp;ouml;kkunin mikil hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r... &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; svo a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g s&amp;eacute; l&amp;iacute;ka p&amp;iacute;nu kv&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;in yfir a&amp;eth; maturinn misheppnist hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r og ver&amp;eth;i ekki eins og &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r. &amp;Eacute;g var a&amp;eth; b&amp;uacute;a til j&amp;oacute;la&amp;iacute;sinn &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;an, gekk bara vel nema &amp;eacute;g held &amp;eacute;g hafi br&amp;aelig;tt &amp;uacute;r hr&amp;aelig;riv&amp;eacute;linni... e&amp;eth;a svona n&amp;aelig;stum &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;... h&amp;uacute;n gafst bara allt &amp;iacute; einu upp &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; hr&amp;aelig;ra:( &amp;Aacute; eftir &amp;aelig;tla &amp;eacute;g svo a&amp;eth; sko&amp;eth;a f&amp;iacute;nu matrei&amp;eth;slub&amp;oacute;kina m&amp;iacute;na sem tengdaforeldrar m&amp;iacute;nir g&amp;aacute;fu m&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lagj&amp;ouml;f fyrir 2 &amp;aacute;rum og athuga hvort &amp;eacute;g finn ekki einhvern girnilegan forr&amp;eacute;tt. A&amp;eth;alr&amp;eacute;ttinn er b&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; kaupa, hamborgarhrygg fr&amp;aacute; Ali.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En hva&amp;eth; er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sem&amp;nbsp;ykkur finnst j&amp;oacute;lalegast? Og hva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; hafa &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lamatinn?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Annars vil &amp;eacute;g bara &amp;oacute;ska&amp;nbsp;ykkur &amp;ouml;llum gle&amp;eth;ilegra j&amp;oacute;la og&amp;nbsp;fars&amp;aelig;ldar &amp;aacute; n&amp;yacute;ju &amp;aacute;ri.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kn&amp;uacute;s og kossar;)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/21/3-dagar/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/21/3-dagar/</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 14:18:07 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Óheppnin alltaf hreint!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g er svo &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega heppin e&amp;eth;a &amp;thorn;annig... f&amp;oacute;r &amp;aacute; j&amp;oacute;lagl&amp;ouml;gg me&amp;eth; Adda &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studaginn og skemmti m&amp;eacute;r alveg konunglega &amp;thorn;ar. &amp;THORN;egar klukkan f&amp;oacute;r a&amp;eth; n&amp;aacute;lgast mi&amp;eth;n&amp;aelig;tti f&amp;oacute;r a&amp;eth; flosna upp &amp;uacute;r h&amp;oacute;pnum og lei&amp;eth;ir okkar Adda skildu... Addi me&amp;eth; Dav&amp;iacute;&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; part&amp;yacute; til Stebba en vi&amp;eth; Elsa f&amp;oacute;rum til Sv&amp;ouml;nu. &amp;THORN;ar var miki&amp;eth; stu&amp;eth; og miki&amp;eth; gaman en svo kom a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; b&amp;aelig;inn... &amp;aacute; hi&amp;eth; alr&amp;aelig;mda Bakar&amp;iacute;. M&amp;eacute;r t&amp;oacute;kst a&amp;eth; detta einu sinni &amp;aacute; lei&amp;eth;inni ni&amp;eth;reftir en hef&amp;eth;i sj&amp;aacute;lfsagt dotti&amp;eth; oftar ef ekki hef&amp;eth;i veri&amp;eth; fyrir a&amp;eth;sto&amp;eth; tveggja herramanna;) &amp;THORN;ess ber a&amp;eth; geta a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g var &amp;aacute; pinnah&amp;aelig;lask&amp;oacute;m sem voru &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; ekki mj&amp;ouml;g h&amp;aacute;ir... en H&amp;Aacute;LIR:!: &amp;Eacute;g stoppa&amp;eth;i n&amp;uacute; ekki lengi &amp;aacute; Bakar&amp;iacute;inu &amp;thorn;ar sem m&amp;eacute;r fannst n&amp;uacute; ekkert s&amp;eacute;rlega miki&amp;eth; stu&amp;eth; og svo sakna&amp;eth;i &amp;eacute;g l&amp;iacute;ka Adda m&amp;iacute;ns svo &amp;eacute;g f&amp;eacute;kk a&amp;eth; hringja &amp;iacute; hann (minn s&amp;iacute;mi var straumlaus) og komst &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; hann var kominn heim fyrir nokkru s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an svo &amp;eacute;g &amp;aacute;kva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; labba bara heim til hans. &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;r ekki betur en svo a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g var komin langlei&amp;eth;ina heim t&amp;oacute;kst m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; misst&amp;iacute;ga mig &amp;iacute; H&amp;oacute;laveginum og flaug &amp;aacute; hausinn me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sama og gat engan veginn sta&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; upp aftur. &amp;THORN;arna sat &amp;eacute;g um stund &amp;thorn;ar til &amp;eacute;g s&amp;aacute; ungan mann ofar &amp;iacute; g&amp;ouml;tunni og kalla&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; hann og ba&amp;eth; um a&amp;eth;sto&amp;eth;. Hann kom og hj&amp;aacute;lpa&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r upp en &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; komst &amp;eacute;g a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g gat eiginlega ekki gengi&amp;eth;, svo mikill var verkurinn &amp;iacute; &amp;ouml;klanum. &amp;Eacute;g spur&amp;eth;i unga mannin &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; kurteislega hvort hann g&amp;aelig;ti nokku&amp;eth; keyrt mig heim en hann svara&amp;eth;i &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; NEITANDI og hlj&amp;oacute;p upp g&amp;ouml;tuna, settist inn &amp;iacute; b&amp;iacute;l og &amp;oacute;k af sta&amp;eth;8| Hall&amp;oacute;!!! &amp;Eacute;g m.a.s sag&amp;eth;ist b&amp;uacute;a stutt fr&amp;aacute; svo &amp;thorn;etta myndi ekki taka hann langan t&amp;iacute;ma. &amp;Eacute;g skr&amp;ouml;lti &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; heim &amp;aacute; n&amp;aelig;lonsokkum og n&amp;aacute;nast skrei&amp;eth; s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ustu metrana, h&amp;aacute;gr&amp;aacute;tandi af s&amp;aacute;rsauka:cry: Miki&amp;eth; var &amp;eacute;g gl&amp;ouml;&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g skrei&amp;eth; inn um dyrnar heima hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r og &amp;iacute; fangi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; Adda m&amp;iacute;num. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daginn eftir var &amp;ouml;klinn ekki fr&amp;iacute;nilegur og &amp;eacute;g gat ekki stigi&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; f&amp;oacute;tinn, &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; laufabrau&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; sveitina en var&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; sleppa &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;. J&amp;oacute;lahla&amp;eth;bor&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; hj&amp;aacute; Kr&amp;iacute;l&amp;oacute; var svo um kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; en &amp;thorn;ar m&amp;aelig;tti &amp;eacute;g haltrandi me&amp;eth; tv&amp;ouml;faldan &amp;ouml;kla. &amp;Eacute;G er enn&amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; vel marin en b&amp;oacute;lgan er a&amp;eth;eins byrju&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; hja&amp;eth;na en verkurinn er enn mikill. Ekki er &amp;eacute;g brotin, sem betur fer en &amp;eacute;g ver&amp;eth; lengi a&amp;eth; jafna mig eftir &amp;thorn;etta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N&amp;uacute; erum vi&amp;eth; Alexander heima &amp;thorn;ar sem vi&amp;eth; Addi v&amp;ouml;knu&amp;eth;um upp kl. 2 &amp;iacute; n&amp;oacute;tt vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; Alex var a&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;la. Hann er b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;la einu sinni &amp;iacute; dag en er frekar lystarl&amp;iacute;till greyi&amp;eth;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En best a&amp;eth; fara a&amp;eth; sinna kr&amp;uacute;ttinu m&amp;iacute;nu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kve&amp;eth;jur Majan&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/12/oheppnin-alltaf-hreint/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/12/oheppnin-alltaf-hreint/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 12 Dec 2007 15:03:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Jólin!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;J&amp;oacute;lin n&amp;aacute;lgast &amp;oacute;&amp;eth;fluga og &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i sko a&amp;eth; vera b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; gera allt j&amp;oacute;lalegt og flott hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r 1. desember. Einhvernveginn hefur &amp;thorn;etta allt fari&amp;eth; fyrir ofan gar&amp;eth; og ne&amp;eth;an hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r, er &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega orkulaus &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g kem heim, hef &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; afreka&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; setja lj&amp;oacute;s &amp;iacute; allflesta gluggana... annar stofuglugginn er &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; eftir &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;eacute;g keypti tv&amp;aelig;r lj&amp;oacute;sagard&amp;iacute;nur &amp;iacute; IKEA um daginn en &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; setja &amp;thorn;&amp;aelig;r upp var &amp;ouml;nnur ekkert lj&amp;oacute;sagard&amp;iacute;na heldur bara lengja me&amp;eth; stj&amp;ouml;rnum... m&amp;iacute;n var freeeekar pirru&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;:^) &amp;Eacute;g hringdi svo bara &amp;iacute; H&amp;ouml;llu og h&amp;uacute;n &amp;aelig;tlar a&amp;eth; redda &amp;thorn;essu fyrir mig, kemur nor&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; laufabrau&amp;eth; um helgina svo &amp;eacute;g get kl&amp;aacute;ra&amp;eth; gluggana &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;:D A&amp;eth;rar skreytingar eru a&amp;eth;eins byrja&amp;eth;ar a&amp;eth; t&amp;iacute;nast upp &amp;uacute;r k&amp;ouml;ssum en ekki miki&amp;eth;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;N&amp;oacute;g um a&amp;eth; vera um helgina hj&amp;aacute; okkur hj&amp;uacute;unum, j&amp;oacute;lagl&amp;ouml;gg &amp;iacute; vinnunni hans Adda &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; og svo erum vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; fara &amp;aacute; j&amp;oacute;lahla&amp;eth;bor&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; laugardagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; me&amp;eth; Kr&amp;iacute;l&amp;oacute;. Laufabrau&amp;eth;sger&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; laugardaginn... reikna me&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; Alexander f&amp;ouml;rum bara 2 &amp;thorn;ar sem Addi &amp;thorn;arf &amp;ouml;rugglega a&amp;eth; nota daginn &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; byggja upp &amp;thorn;rek fyrir kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;;) Svo b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;um vi&amp;eth; bara spennt eftir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;i kveikt &amp;aacute; j&amp;oacute;latr&amp;eacute;nu h&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; Dalv&amp;iacute;k og j&amp;oacute;lasveinarnir komi &amp;iacute; H&amp;uacute;sasmi&amp;eth;juna... e&amp;eth;a &amp;thorn;arna svalirnar fyrir ofan:D Samt t&amp;yacute;piskt ef &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;ur &amp;aacute; laugardaginn og &amp;eacute;g komist ekki:S&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;uacute; ver&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g a&amp;eth; fara a&amp;eth; sofa... &amp;thorn;arf a&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;ta 7:30 &amp;aacute; morgun &amp;iacute; vinnuna og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; tekur n&amp;uacute; sinn t&amp;iacute;ma a&amp;eth; koma s&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; lappir og koma barninu me&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute;r!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;G&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;a n&amp;oacute;tt k&amp;aelig;ru vinir og veri&amp;eth;i g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth; hvert vi&amp;eth; anna&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth;ventunni;)&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/5/jolin/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/12/5/jolin/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 05 Dec 2007 21:18:17 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Nóvember</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Kominn 14. n&amp;oacute;vember og &amp;thorn;etta er fyrsta f&amp;aelig;rslan m&amp;iacute;n &amp;thorn;ennan m&amp;aacute;nu&amp;eth;inn... ekki alveg a&amp;eth; standa mig &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;essu bloggi:$ &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vald&amp;iacute;s m&amp;iacute;n &amp;aacute;tti afm&amp;aelig;li &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r, 34 &amp;aacute;ra gellan og vil &amp;eacute;g &amp;oacute;ska henni til hamingju me&amp;eth; daginn &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r.. vildi &amp;oacute;ska a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g v&amp;aelig;ri n&amp;aelig;r henni svo vi&amp;eth; hittumst oftar... en svona er l&amp;iacute;fi&amp;eth; bara. Eva m&amp;iacute;n og &amp;Aacute;rs&amp;aelig;ll eignu&amp;eth;ust dreng &amp;iacute; fyrradag, &amp;thorn;ann 12. n&amp;oacute;v. og vil &amp;eacute;g &amp;oacute;ska &amp;thorn;eim innilega til hamingju me&amp;eth; litla prinsinn. Kristj&amp;aacute;n og Magnea eignu&amp;eth;ust st&amp;uacute;lku &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r og vil &amp;eacute;g &amp;oacute;ska einnig &amp;thorn;eim innilega til hamingju me&amp;eth; n&amp;yacute;ja fj&amp;ouml;lskyldume&amp;eth;liminn.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Iacute; Hjar&amp;eth;arsl&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;inni gengur l&amp;iacute;fi&amp;eth; sitt vanagang.. j&amp;oacute;lin n&amp;aacute;lgast eins og &amp;aacute; &amp;ouml;&amp;eth;rum heimilum og h&amp;uacute;sm&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;irin or&amp;eth;in heldur betur spennt fyrir j&amp;oacute;lunum. &amp;AElig;tla a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; IKEA &amp;thorn;egar vi&amp;eth; f&amp;ouml;rum su&amp;eth;ur eftir 1 og h&amp;aacute;lfa viku og reikna me&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ar muni &amp;eacute;g missa mig &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lainnkaupum:lol: Vi&amp;eth; stefnum &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; reyna a&amp;eth; kaupa sem mest af j&amp;oacute;lagj&amp;ouml;funum &amp;iacute; borginni... fara &amp;iacute; Toys&amp;#39;R&amp;#39;Us, IKEA, Kringluna og Sm&amp;aacute;ralindina og svona alla helstu &amp;quot;Nor&amp;eth;lendinga&amp;quot; sta&amp;eth;ina;) Finnst samt einhver stemning &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; eiga eina til tv&amp;aelig;r j&amp;oacute;lagjafir eftir &amp;aacute; &amp;THORN;orl&amp;aacute;ksmessu:D &amp;Eacute;g stefni a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; vera komin me&amp;eth; j&amp;oacute;lalj&amp;oacute;sin upp 1. desember.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J&amp;oacute;lahla&amp;eth;bor&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; vinnunni minni 8. desember sem &amp;eacute;g vona a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;i bara gaman. Ma&amp;eth;ur kannski k&amp;iacute;kir &amp;aacute; p&amp;ouml;bbinn eftir &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ef ma&amp;eth;ur er &amp;iacute; g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;um g&amp;iacute;r. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vi&amp;eth; Addi erum a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; leikh&amp;uacute;s &amp;aacute; laugardagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;, &amp;aacute;samt nokkrum vinnuf&amp;eacute;l&amp;ouml;gum Adda, a&amp;eth; sj&amp;aacute; S&amp;ouml;lku V&amp;ouml;lku h&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; Dalv&amp;iacute;k... hlakka miki&amp;eth; til... alltaf svo gaman a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; leikh&amp;uacute;s.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fyrir &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; sem ekki vita hefur Alexander veri&amp;eth; miki&amp;eth; veikur ... e&amp;eth;a kannski ekki miki&amp;eth; heldur oft... s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an hann byrja&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lanum og erum vi&amp;eth; hj&amp;oacute;naleysin or&amp;eth;in frekar &amp;thorn;reytt &amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;standinu. Me&amp;eth;an hann var veikur var ekki nokkur lei&amp;eth; fyrir okkur a&amp;eth; f&amp;aacute; hann til a&amp;eth; sofa &amp;iacute; s&amp;iacute;nu r&amp;uacute;mi og hefur hann aldrei fengist til &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; sofna &amp;iacute; s&amp;iacute;nu r&amp;uacute;mi s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an vi&amp;eth; fluttum &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; hann hafi n&amp;uacute; sofi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ar flestar n&amp;aelig;tur &amp;iacute; sumar. &amp;THORN;etta tekur &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega &amp;aacute; og erum vi&amp;eth; Addi endalaust &amp;thorn;reytt &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er ekki mikil hv&amp;iacute;ld &amp;thorn;egar 3 einstaklingar sofa saman &amp;iacute; 153 cm r&amp;uacute;mi... &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; einn &amp;thorn;eirra s&amp;eacute; ekki st&amp;oacute;r er hann &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega pl&amp;aacute;ssfrekur8| &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; var &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; teki&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; h&amp;eacute;r &amp;aacute; b&amp;aelig; &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;rkv&amp;ouml;ldi og &amp;aacute;kve&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; sonurinn skyldi n&amp;uacute; sofna &amp;iacute; s&amp;iacute;nu r&amp;uacute;mi framvegis og sofa &amp;thorn;ar alla n&amp;oacute;ttina... sama hva&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; kosta&amp;eth;i. Vi&amp;eth; bjuggum okkur undir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta myndi taka 3-4 klst. &amp;thorn;ar sem flestir sem vi&amp;eth; h&amp;ouml;f&amp;eth;um r&amp;aelig;tt vi&amp;eth; s&amp;ouml;g&amp;eth;u okkur &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;. &amp;Eacute;g f&amp;oacute;r inn me&amp;eth; honum r&amp;uacute;mlega 9 &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;rkv&amp;ouml;ldi og &amp;thorn;etta t&amp;oacute;k t&amp;aelig;pa klukkustund:!: Hann gr&amp;eacute;t reyndar mj&amp;ouml;g s&amp;aacute;rt og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute; vi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g gr&amp;eacute;ti l&amp;iacute;ka en &amp;thorn;etta t&amp;oacute;kst &amp;aacute; endanum og hann sofna&amp;eth;i, hann vakna&amp;eth;i svo einu sinni &amp;iacute; n&amp;oacute;tt og gr&amp;eacute;t miki&amp;eth; yfir a&amp;eth; f&amp;aacute; ekki a&amp;eth; koma upp &amp;iacute; til okkar. En vi&amp;eth; vorum &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega sterk og okkur t&amp;oacute;kst a&amp;eth; halda &amp;thorn;etta &amp;uacute;t og Alexander sofna&amp;eth;i aftur &amp;iacute; s&amp;iacute;nu r&amp;uacute;mi eftir h&amp;aacute;lft&amp;iacute;ma til klukkut&amp;iacute;ma gr&amp;aacute;t &amp;aacute;n &amp;thorn;ess a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; t&amp;aelig;kjum hann upp. &amp;Iacute; kv&amp;ouml;ld t&amp;oacute;k &amp;thorn;etta ekki nema 15-20 m&amp;iacute;n&amp;uacute;tur, hann gr&amp;eacute;t a&amp;eth;eins en gafst svo upp og sofna&amp;eth;i:) Svo n&amp;uacute; er bara a&amp;eth; sj&amp;aacute; til hvernig framhaldi&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;ur... vonandi er &amp;thorn;etta bara g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth; byrjun &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; sem koma skal:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/11/14/november/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/11/14/november/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Nov 2007 20:55:32 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Stress!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g veit &amp;eacute;g hef enga &amp;aacute;st&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;u til a&amp;eth; stressast en einhvernveginn stend &amp;eacute;g mig a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute;. &amp;THORN;annig er m&amp;aacute;l me&amp;eth; vexti a&amp;eth; Alexander er b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; vera me&amp;eth; eyrnab&amp;oacute;lgu &amp;iacute; meira en m&amp;aacute;nu&amp;eth; og er &amp;aacute;standi&amp;eth; or&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; meira en l&amp;iacute;ti&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;reytandi. Vi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum me&amp;eth; hann til eyrnal&amp;aelig;knis &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r &amp;iacute; svona eftirlit og &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; s&amp;aacute; l&amp;aelig;knirinn a&amp;eth; eyrnab&amp;oacute;lgan var enn til sta&amp;eth;ar:whut: Hann &amp;aacute;kva&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; gefa okkur t&amp;iacute;ma &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth;ger&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; fimmtudagsmorguninn kl. 8:00, sem sagt &amp;iacute; fyrram&amp;aacute;li&amp;eth;. &amp;THORN;&amp;aacute; &amp;aelig;tlar hann a&amp;eth; athuga hvort b&amp;oacute;lgan s&amp;eacute; hj&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;nu&amp;eth; og ef svo er ver&amp;eth;ur Alexander sv&amp;aelig;f&amp;eth;ur og krukka&amp;eth; eitthva&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; eyra&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; honum, jafnvel sett r&amp;ouml;r &amp;iacute; eyrun. &amp;Eacute;g er semsagt m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;irin sem hefur &amp;aacute;hyggjur af syni s&amp;iacute;num, &amp;thorn;r&amp;aacute;tt fyrir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; segi allir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta s&amp;eacute; hin minnsta a&amp;eth;ger&amp;eth; og b&amp;ouml;rn s&amp;eacute;u flj&amp;oacute;t a&amp;eth; jafna sig eftir hana. Addi &amp;aelig;tlar a&amp;eth; vera heima hj&amp;aacute; gimsteininum s&amp;iacute;num eftir h&amp;aacute;degi &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er mikil mannekla &amp;iacute; vinnunni minni og &amp;eacute;g ver&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;ta.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vi&amp;eth; f&amp;oacute;rum til Akureyrar &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r og keyptum okkur eitt stykki h&amp;aelig;gindast&amp;oacute;l og eina hillu &amp;iacute; stofuna. Loksins er stofan a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;a nokku&amp;eth; g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth; hj&amp;aacute; okkur:) Addi &amp;thorn;ykist a&amp;eth; sj&amp;aacute;lfs&amp;ouml;g&amp;eth;u eiga st&amp;oacute;linn... &amp;thorn;r&amp;aacute;tt fyrir a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g hafi borga&amp;eth; hann me&amp;eth; m&amp;iacute;nu korti :lol: En &amp;aelig;tli &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; skipti &amp;ouml;llu hva&amp;eth;an peningarnir koma... &amp;thorn;etta er allt &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; sama hj&amp;aacute; okkur;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;61 dagur til j&amp;oacute;la samkv&amp;aelig;mt n&amp;yacute;justu uppl&amp;yacute;singum... &amp;eacute;g er miki&amp;eth; farin a&amp;eth; sp&amp;aacute; og sp&amp;ouml;gulera hvernig &amp;eacute;g eigi a&amp;eth; skreyta fyrir j&amp;oacute;lin &amp;iacute; Hjar&amp;eth;arsl&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;inni... solti&amp;eth; meira af ser&amp;iacute;um og skrauti sem vi&amp;eth; getum haft h&amp;eacute;rna en &amp;iacute; Lokast&amp;iacute;gnum. Annars keypti &amp;eacute;g 3 stj&amp;ouml;rnur &amp;iacute; glugga &amp;iacute; fyrra sem &amp;eacute;g reikna me&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; nota &amp;iacute; einhverja gluggana h&amp;eacute;r. Svo er ma&amp;eth;ur alltaf a&amp;eth; sp&amp;aacute; &amp;iacute; hva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; baka, hva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; elda, hva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; gefa &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lagjafir o.s.fr.v.... en &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er svosem n&amp;oacute;gur t&amp;iacute;mi. &amp;AElig;tli vi&amp;eth; reynum ekki a&amp;eth; kaupa megni&amp;eth; af gj&amp;ouml;funum og skrautinu &amp;thorn;egar vi&amp;eth; f&amp;ouml;rum su&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; lok n&amp;oacute;vember... or&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; s&amp;aelig;milega j&amp;oacute;lalegt &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; reikna &amp;eacute;g me&amp;eth;:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g var a&amp;eth; velta fyrir m&amp;eacute;r einu um daginn. N&amp;uacute; er Edward kvensj&amp;uacute;kd&amp;oacute;mal&amp;aelig;knir b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; vera &amp;iacute; fr&amp;iacute;i &amp;iacute; 2 m&amp;aacute;nu&amp;eth;i og hann er s&amp;aacute; l&amp;aelig;knir sem hefur haft flesta t&amp;iacute;ma &amp;thorn;ar sem hann vinnur &amp;aacute; kv&amp;ouml;ldin og&amp;nbsp;a&amp;eth;rir l&amp;aelig;knar&amp;nbsp;eru fullb&amp;oacute;ka&amp;eth;ir margar&amp;nbsp;vikur fram &amp;iacute; t&amp;iacute;mann svo ma&amp;eth;ur hefur &amp;thorn;urft a&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a lengi eftir a&amp;eth; komast til &amp;thorn;eirra.&amp;nbsp;&amp;Eacute;g hef &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; veri&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; velta fyrir m&amp;eacute;r hvernig ma&amp;eth;ur &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth; sn&amp;uacute;a s&amp;eacute;r ef ma&amp;eth;ur &amp;thorn;yrfti n&amp;uacute; virkilega a&amp;eth; komast &amp;iacute; kjallarasko&amp;eth;un og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute; &amp;thorn;annig a&amp;eth; ekki s&amp;eacute; gott a&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a margar vikur. Af hverju f&amp;aelig;r Edward ekki afleysingal&amp;aelig;kni fyrir sig &amp;aacute; me&amp;eth;an hann er &amp;iacute; fr&amp;iacute;i e&amp;eth;a hinir l&amp;aelig;knarnir b&amp;aelig;ta vi&amp;eth; sig t&amp;iacute;mum??? &amp;Eacute;g myndi amk ekki vilja vakna einn daginn me&amp;eth; bullandi sveppas&amp;yacute;kingu e&amp;eth;a eitthva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;l&amp;iacute;ka &amp;thorn;&amp;aelig;gilegt og &amp;thorn;urfa a&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;a &amp;iacute; margar vikur eftir &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; komast &amp;aacute; lyf til a&amp;eth; laga &amp;thorn;etta8|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;oacute;g um &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth;... bi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; heilsa &amp;iacute; bili... M&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/24/stress/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/24/stress/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Oct 2007 19:28:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Þreyta</title><description>&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g er alveg or&amp;eth;in &amp;thorn;reytt &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;essari endalausu &amp;thorn;reytu &amp;iacute; m&amp;eacute;r. &amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; er ekki eins og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute; ofverki&amp;eth; manns a&amp;eth; vinna 8 t&amp;iacute;ma &amp;aacute; dag 5 daga vikunnar me&amp;eth; eitt barn... en &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; bara fyrir mig. &amp;Eacute;g er gj&amp;ouml;rsamlega b&amp;uacute;in &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g kem heim og kem engu &amp;iacute; verk h&amp;eacute;r heima fyrir... sonur minn er n&amp;aacute;tt&amp;uacute;rlega mj&amp;ouml;g duglegur a&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute;ta foreldra s&amp;iacute;na vakna oft &amp;aacute; n&amp;oacute;ttunni... ekki margar n&amp;aelig;tur sem vi&amp;eth; h&amp;ouml;fum sofi&amp;eth; alla n&amp;oacute;ttina s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an hann f&amp;aelig;ddist... en vi&amp;eth; b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;um bara og vonum a&amp;eth; einhvernt&amp;iacute;man... j&amp;aacute; einhvernt&amp;iacute;man komi a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; hann fari a&amp;eth; sofa alla n&amp;oacute;ttina. &amp;Eacute;g t&amp;oacute;k &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;kv&amp;ouml;r&amp;eth;un a&amp;eth; minnka &amp;ouml;rl&amp;iacute;ti&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth; mig vinnuna... ekki miki&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; kostar j&amp;uacute; a&amp;eth; lifa... svo &amp;eacute;g er a&amp;eth; vinna alla daga til 4 nema fimmtudaga, &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; h&amp;aelig;tti &amp;eacute;g kl. 1... og Alexander l&amp;iacute;ka reyndar en hann sefur n&amp;uacute; vanalega eftir h&amp;aacute;degi&amp;eth; svo &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tti a&amp;eth; hafa orku &amp;iacute; eitthva&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g kem heim;) Og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; skr&amp;iacute;tna er a&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r l&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur ekkert illa yfir &amp;thorn;essari &amp;aacute;kv&amp;ouml;r&amp;eth;un... &amp;eacute;g h&amp;eacute;lt einhvernveginn a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g myndi upplifa &amp;thorn;etta sem leti e&amp;eth;a aumingjaskap &amp;iacute; m&amp;eacute;r en svo er alls ekki... &amp;eacute;g er svo &amp;aacute;n&amp;aelig;g&amp;eth; me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta og efast ekki um a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g ver&amp;eth;i mun hressari fyrir viki&amp;eth;:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vi&amp;eth; erum loksins farin a&amp;eth; sj&amp;aacute; fyrir endann &amp;aacute; veikindum Alexanders... 7-9-13... hann er a&amp;eth; kl&amp;aacute;ra s&amp;yacute;klak&amp;uacute;r n&amp;uacute;mer 2 &amp;aacute; 3 vikum en vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;urfum samt a&amp;eth; fara me&amp;eth; hann aftur &amp;iacute; eftirlit til Fri&amp;eth;riks P&amp;aacute;ls 23. okt&amp;oacute;ber, vonandi kemur &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; bara vel &amp;uacute;t... svo er alveg spurning hva&amp;eth; hann segir, kannski vill hann bara setja r&amp;ouml;r &amp;iacute; eyrun hans og er &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; bara vel... amk ef &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; lagar kvalir hans.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Styttist &amp;iacute; j&amp;oacute;lin... ekki nema um&amp;nbsp;68 dagar til j&amp;oacute;la ef &amp;eacute;g hef tali&amp;eth; r&amp;eacute;tt. Vi&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;tlum a&amp;eth; vera bara 3 &amp;aacute; a&amp;eth;fangadagskv&amp;ouml;ld, amk fram yfir matinn og opna nokkra pakka en f&amp;ouml;rum svo kannski til tengdam&amp;ouml;mmu og pabba e&amp;eth;a bj&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;um &amp;thorn;eim til okkar seinna um kv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;:) &amp;Eacute;g er farin a&amp;eth; hlakka &amp;oacute;tr&amp;uacute;lega miki&amp;eth; til a&amp;eth; elda m&amp;iacute;na fyrstu j&amp;oacute;lam&amp;aacute;lt&amp;iacute;&amp;eth; en samt er sm&amp;aacute; kv&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;i l&amp;iacute;ka... held &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute;r reyndar bara e&amp;eth;lilegt... lei&amp;eth;inlegt ef j&amp;oacute;lamaturinn ey&amp;eth;ileggst:$ Vi&amp;eth; &amp;aelig;tlum a&amp;eth; skella okkur su&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; lok n&amp;oacute;vember ef ve&amp;eth;ur og f&amp;aelig;r&amp;eth; leyfir, gista hj&amp;aacute; H&amp;ouml;llu og J&amp;oacute;natan og versla hitt og &amp;thorn;etta fyri j&amp;oacute;lin og svona. Langar samt mest su&amp;eth;ur n&amp;uacute;na eftir a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;essi Toys&amp;#39;R&amp;#39;us-b&amp;aelig;klingur kom inn um l&amp;uacute;guna &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r... hl&amp;aelig;gilegt ver&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; d&amp;oacute;tinu &amp;thorn;arna.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;uacute; &amp;aelig;tla &amp;eacute;g a&amp;eth; fara a&amp;eth; koma m&amp;eacute;r fyrir &amp;iacute; s&amp;oacute;fanum me&amp;eth; manni m&amp;iacute;num... leikurinn a&amp;eth; kl&amp;aacute;rast &amp;iacute; sj&amp;oacute;nvarpinu og &amp;Iacute;slendingar a&amp;eth; tapa.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;See ya... Maja&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/17/threyta/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/17/threyta/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Oct 2007 20:48:56 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>???</title><description>&lt;h2 align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You are The High Priestess&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;Science, Wisdom, Knowledge, Education.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana"&gt;The High Priestess is the card of knowledge, instinctual, supernatural, secret knowledge. She holds scrolls of arcane information that she might, or might not reveal to you. The moon crown on her head as well as the crescent by her foot indicates her willingness to illuminate what you otherwise might not see, reveal the secrets you need to know. The High Priestess is also associated with the moon however and can also indicate change or fluxuation, particularily when it comes to your moods.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What Tarot Card are You?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot"&gt;http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;font face="Verdana" size="2"&gt;Take the Test to Find Out.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/15012563/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/15012563/</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Oct 2007 21:05:40 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Hitt og þetta</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Sonur minn var n&amp;aacute;nast aldrei veikur, f&amp;eacute;kk anna&amp;eth; slagi&amp;eth; kvef og haf&amp;eth;i s&amp;aacute;rasjaldan fengi&amp;eth; hita &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;ur en hann byrja&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;la... n&amp;uacute; er hann alltaf veikur:( Hann byrja&amp;eth;i &amp;iacute; byrjun september a&amp;eth; vera viku fr&amp;aacute; &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lanum, m&amp;aelig;tti svo &amp;iacute; eina viku og var&amp;eth; aftur veikur &amp;aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudegi &amp;iacute; vikunni eftir &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; og var heima alla vikuna... f&amp;oacute;r svo &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lann &amp;iacute; eina viku en f&amp;oacute;r veikur heim &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studegi me&amp;eth; t&amp;aelig;plega 39 stiga hita... f&amp;oacute;r svo n&amp;uacute;na &amp;aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudaginn en var kominn me&amp;eth; hita &amp;thorn;egar &amp;eacute;g kom me&amp;eth; hann heim &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r og er enn me&amp;eth; h&amp;aacute;an hita &amp;iacute; dag... &amp;eacute;g get bara sagt ykkur &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g er or&amp;eth;in &amp;thorn;okkalega &amp;thorn;reytt &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;essu... enda er alveg f&amp;aacute;r&amp;aacute;nlegt hva&amp;eth; veikindadagar vegna barna eru f&amp;aacute;ir... &amp;eacute;g f&amp;aelig; heila 7 daga &amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;ri og Addi eins... finnst &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;tti vera miki&amp;eth; meira... s&amp;eacute;rstaklega &amp;thorn;egar b&amp;ouml;rn eru innan vi&amp;eth; 2 &amp;aacute;ra... og &amp;thorn;eim fj&amp;ouml;lgar ekkert &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; ma&amp;eth;ur eignist fleiri b&amp;ouml;rn... &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; er sko bara eins gott a&amp;eth; &amp;ouml;ll b&amp;ouml;rnin ver&amp;eth;i veik &amp;aacute; sama t&amp;iacute;ma... eins og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; hl&amp;yacute;tur a&amp;eth; vera au&amp;eth;velt:!::$ En &amp;eacute;g vona svo innilega a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta fari a&amp;eth; lagast hj&amp;aacute; greyinu... erfitt fyrir hann a&amp;eth; vera svona:cry:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Annars skelltum vi&amp;eth; hj&amp;uacute;in okkur &amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;rsh&amp;aacute;t&amp;iacute;&amp;eth; Starfsmannaf&amp;eacute;lags Dalv&amp;iacute;kurbygg&amp;eth;ar &amp;aacute; laugardagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth; og var &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; alveg lj&amp;oacute;mandi f&amp;iacute;nt... &amp;thorn;&amp;oacute; svo a&amp;eth; matarlystin hafi ekki veri&amp;eth; upp&amp;aacute; sitt besta &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;eacute;g var &amp;iacute; skemmtinefnd og var svo stressu&amp;eth; yfir atri&amp;eth;inu okkar... sem t&amp;oacute;kst reyndar bara mj&amp;ouml;g vel og margir segja a&amp;eth; hafi veri&amp;eth; me&amp;eth; betri atri&amp;eth;um &amp;aacute;rsh&amp;aacute;t&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;arinnar... alltaf skal &amp;eacute;g vera stressu&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; &amp;oacute;&amp;thorn;&amp;ouml;rfu:lol: H&amp;uacute;sfreyjan skellti s&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; klippingu og str&amp;iacute;pur til Jonnu &amp;aacute; laugardagsmorguninn og f&amp;eacute;kk grei&amp;eth;slu &amp;iacute; lokin... fengum svo Huldu systur til a&amp;eth; koma til Dalv&amp;iacute;kur og far&amp;eth;a okkur fyrir &amp;aacute;rsh&amp;aacute;t&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ina... svo m&amp;iacute;n var bara ofurskuttla;) Og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; besta var a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g komst &amp;iacute; kj&amp;oacute;linn minn sem &amp;eacute;g keypti m&amp;eacute;r fyrir j&amp;oacute;lin &amp;iacute; fyrra... var viss um a&amp;eth; hann v&amp;aelig;ri of l&amp;iacute;till:haha: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fyrsti afm&amp;aelig;lisdagur Alexanders li&amp;eth;inn og &amp;eacute;g get svari&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; m&amp;eacute;r fannst ekkert sm&amp;aacute; skr&amp;yacute;ti&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;egar hann rann upp... ekki alveg a&amp;eth; fatta a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;eacute; or&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; r&amp;uacute;mt &amp;aacute;r s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;an hann f&amp;aelig;ddist... en svona er &amp;thorn;etta bara... veislan gekk vel og afm&amp;aelig;lisbarni&amp;eth; bara s&amp;aacute;ttur me&amp;eth; daginn:lol:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g bi&amp;eth; ykkur annars bara vel a&amp;eth; lifa... Maja&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/10/hitt-og-thetta/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/10/10/hitt-og-thetta/</guid><pubDate>Wed, 10 Oct 2007 19:51:36 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>There's a first time for everything</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Senn l&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur a&amp;eth; fyrsta afm&amp;aelig;lisdegi sonar m&amp;iacute;ns og er &amp;aacute;&amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; halda sm&amp;aacute; veislu &amp;aacute; laugardaginn fyrir litla manninn. &amp;Iacute; fyrsta sinn sem &amp;eacute;g held barnaafm&amp;aelig;li og langt fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; vera &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;asta. Ver&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; vi&amp;eth;urkenna a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; greip mig sm&amp;aacute; kv&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;i vi&amp;eth; tilhugsunina &amp;iacute; fyrstu... mun &amp;eacute;g standa mig sem skyldi vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ennan merka atbur&amp;eth;... og fleiri hugsanir sem l&amp;aelig;ddu s&amp;eacute;r inn &amp;iacute; hausinn &amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r... en &amp;eacute;g &amp;aacute;kva&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; hrista &amp;thorn;&amp;aelig;r af m&amp;eacute;r og hugsa bara: &amp;quot;&amp;Eacute;g get &amp;thorn;etta.&amp;quot;;) Byrja&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; baka um helgina og setti bara beint &amp;iacute; frost... mamma &amp;aelig;tlar svo a&amp;eth; baka sm&amp;aacute; fyrir mig og tengdamamma eina k&amp;ouml;ku... svo er bara a&amp;eth; n&amp;yacute;ta kv&amp;ouml;ld vikunnar &amp;iacute; bakkelsi og &amp;thorn;rif... &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;aelig;tti &amp;thorn;etta allt a&amp;eth; smella &amp;aacute; laugardaginn:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;Eacute;g er enn a&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;ta &amp;iacute; t&amp;iacute;mana &amp;iacute; V&amp;iacute;kurr&amp;ouml;st og m.a.s b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; borga fyrstu borgun svo &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; standa mig &amp;iacute; vetur:!: F&amp;oacute;r &amp;iacute; m&amp;aelig;lingu og vigtun &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;an og &amp;aacute; svo a&amp;eth; fara aftur eftir 2 m&amp;aacute;nu&amp;eth;i minnir mig... en &amp;eacute;g vona svo sannarlega a&amp;eth; t&amp;ouml;lurnar sem koma &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;aacute; skj&amp;aacute;ana ver&amp;eth;i fallegri en t&amp;ouml;lurnar sem &amp;eacute;g s&amp;aacute; &amp;iacute; dag8| T&amp;iacute;minn &amp;aacute; laugardaginn s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;asta var einn s&amp;aacute; erfi&amp;eth;asti sem &amp;eacute;g hef fari&amp;eth; &amp;iacute;... h&amp;eacute;lt hreinlega a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;etta v&amp;aelig;ri mitt s&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;asta... hugsa&amp;eth;i st&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;ugt um allt sem &amp;eacute;g &amp;aelig;tla&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; gera &amp;iacute; l&amp;iacute;finu og er ekki b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; framkv&amp;aelig;ma og um str&amp;aacute;kana m&amp;iacute;na tvo sem eru m&amp;eacute;r allt... h&amp;eacute;lt &amp;eacute;g myndi aldrei sj&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; aftur... en &amp;eacute;g haf&amp;eth;i &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; af og komst heil heim:D Er b&amp;uacute;in a&amp;eth; snarminnka brau&amp;eth;&amp;aacute;ti&amp;eth; hj&amp;aacute; m&amp;eacute;r og &amp;aelig;tla a&amp;eth; &amp;quot;k&amp;ouml;tta&amp;quot; fleira ni&amp;eth;ur me&amp;eth; t&amp;iacute;manum... svo sem nammi og gos... en &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; ver&amp;eth;ur &amp;ouml;llu erfi&amp;eth;ara &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;eacute;g er MIKILL NAMMIGR&amp;Iacute;S:( En &amp;eacute;g skal n&amp;aacute; af m&amp;eacute;r nokkrum k&amp;iacute;l&amp;oacute;um og sentimetrum fyrir j&amp;oacute;lin og &amp;aelig;tla helst a&amp;eth; halda &amp;aacute;fram eftir j&amp;oacute;l8)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;oacute;g af r&amp;aelig;ktarm&amp;aacute;lum... Alexander er enn me&amp;eth; mikinn og lj&amp;oacute;tan h&amp;oacute;sta og kvef... m&amp;aelig;ldi hann m.a.s me&amp;eth; nokkrar kommur &amp;aacute;&amp;eth;an svo &amp;eacute;g er &amp;aacute; b&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;um &amp;aacute;ttum hvort &amp;eacute;g fer me&amp;eth; hann &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lann &amp;aacute; morgun e&amp;eth;ur ei... s&amp;eacute; til hvernig hann ver&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; n&amp;oacute;tt og fyrram&amp;aacute;li&amp;eth;. Hann er ekki enn laus vi&amp;eth; eyrnab&amp;oacute;lguna sem hann var me&amp;eth; og er n&amp;uacute; kominn me&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; h&amp;aelig;gra eyra&amp;eth; l&amp;iacute;ka:cry: Greyi&amp;eth; litla gr&amp;eacute;t svo &amp;aacute; n&amp;aelig;turna um daginn a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g vissi hreinlega ekki hva&amp;eth; gekk &amp;aacute;... hann byrja&amp;eth;i nefnilega &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; sofa svo vel &amp;iacute; 3 heilar n&amp;aelig;tur &amp;iacute; r&amp;ouml;&amp;eth;... svo vi&amp;eth; hj&amp;oacute;naleysin vorum or&amp;eth;in vong&amp;oacute;&amp;eth; um a&amp;eth; svefnvandam&amp;aacute;l sonarins v&amp;aelig;ri loksins &amp;uacute;r s&amp;ouml;gunni... en nei... byrja&amp;eth;i hann a&amp;eth; gr&amp;aacute;ta svona l&amp;iacute;ka &amp;aacute; n&amp;oacute;ttunni og gr&amp;eacute;t upp &amp;iacute; klukkut&amp;iacute;ma &amp;iacute; einu svo vi&amp;eth; &amp;aacute;kv&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;um a&amp;eth; fara me&amp;eth; hann til l&amp;aelig;knis &amp;aacute; f&amp;ouml;studaginn me&amp;eth; ofangreindum sj&amp;uacute;kd&amp;oacute;msgreiningum... og vi&amp;eth; eigum bara a&amp;eth; gefa honum st&amp;iacute;la og vera &amp;thorn;olinm&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;8|&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;J&amp;aelig;ja... l&amp;aacute;tum &amp;thorn;etta gott heita &amp;iacute; bili... blogga kannski um gengi afm&amp;aelig;lisveislunnar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao M.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/24/theres-a-first-time-for-everything/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/24/theres-a-first-time-for-everything/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 24 Sep 2007 20:00:35 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Enn lasinn:(</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Alexander M&amp;aacute;r er enn lasinn... var me&amp;eth; 39 stiga hita &amp;aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudagsmorguninn en var kominn &amp;iacute; r&amp;uacute;mlega 38 &amp;aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;, var hitalaus allan &amp;thorn;ri&amp;eth;judaginn svo &amp;eacute;g h&amp;eacute;lt hann v&amp;aelig;ri &amp;aacute; batavegi, var hitalaus &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;rmorgun en var svo kominn me&amp;eth; r&amp;uacute;mlega 38 stig seinnipartinn og &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var eins &amp;iacute; dag... svo hann ver&amp;eth;ur enn heima &amp;aacute; morgun... greyi&amp;eth; litla hefur ekkert fari&amp;eth; &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lann alla vikuna. &amp;Eacute;g var heima hj&amp;aacute; honum &amp;aacute; m&amp;aacute;nudaginn og Addi &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;ri&amp;eth;judaginn. M&amp;iacute;n YNDISLEGA tengdam&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ir var svo heima me&amp;eth; hann &amp;iacute; g&amp;aelig;r og dag og er b&amp;uacute;na&amp;eth; bj&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ast til a&amp;eth; hafa hann &amp;aacute; morgun l&amp;iacute;ka. Takk elsku B&amp;aacute;ra m&amp;iacute;n fyrir a&amp;eth; bjarga okkur svona:D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enn er &amp;oacute;&amp;aacute;kve&amp;eth;i&amp;eth; hvort vi&amp;eth; skellum okkur &amp;iacute; afm&amp;aelig;lisveislu anna&amp;eth; kv&amp;ouml;ld... Raggi br&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ir m&amp;ouml;mmu ver&amp;eth;ur 5tugur &amp;aacute; morgun og b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur &amp;aelig;ttingjum og vinum til veislu &amp;iacute; Ki&amp;eth;agili. Hulda m&amp;iacute;n &amp;aacute; l&amp;iacute;ka afm&amp;aelig;li &amp;aacute; morgun... ver&amp;eth;ur 32 &amp;aacute;ra stelpan;) H&amp;uacute;n &amp;aelig;tlar a&amp;eth; bj&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;a famil&amp;iacute;nni til sm&amp;aacute; kaffisams&amp;aelig;tis &amp;aacute; sunnudaginn. Siggi br&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ir pabba ver&amp;eth;ur svo 6tugur &amp;aacute; sunnudaginn en m&amp;eacute;r skilst a&amp;eth; hann ver&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; heiman &amp;aacute; afm&amp;aelig;lisdaginn;) &amp;Eacute;g vil nota t&amp;aelig;kif&amp;aelig;ri&amp;eth; og &amp;oacute;ska &amp;ouml;llu &amp;thorn;essu f&amp;oacute;lki til hamingju me&amp;eth; afm&amp;aelig;li&amp;eth;;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Senn l&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g &amp;thorn;urfi a&amp;eth; halda mitt fyrsta barnaafm&amp;aelig;li og er &amp;eacute;g bara or&amp;eth;in nokku&amp;eth; spennt... er m.a.s a&amp;eth; sp&amp;aacute; &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; byrja a&amp;eth; baka eitthva&amp;eth; &amp;aacute; n&amp;aelig;stu d&amp;ouml;gum og setja bara &amp;iacute; frost... svona til a&amp;eth; fl&amp;yacute;ta fyrir m&amp;eacute;r;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haldi&amp;eth;i a&amp;eth; kellan s&amp;eacute; ekki bara byrju&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; hreyfa &amp;aacute; s&amp;eacute;r rassgati&amp;eth;:!: Veit reyndar a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; hreyfist alltaf miki&amp;eth; en &amp;eacute;g t&amp;oacute;k &amp;thorn;&amp;aacute; &amp;aacute;kv&amp;ouml;r&amp;eth;un a&amp;eth; pr&amp;oacute;fa a&amp;eth; fara &amp;iacute; leikfimist&amp;iacute;ma &amp;iacute; V&amp;iacute;kurr&amp;ouml;st &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;ri&amp;eth;jud&amp;ouml;gum, fimmtud&amp;ouml;gum og laugard&amp;ouml;gum &amp;iacute; vetur og fara svo jafnvel &amp;uacute;t a&amp;eth; labba 2x &amp;iacute; viku e&amp;eth;a svo. Er b&amp;uacute;na&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;ta 2x &amp;iacute; &amp;thorn;essari viku og l&amp;iacute;st bara nokku&amp;eth; vel &amp;aacute;. Svo n&amp;uacute; er bara a&amp;eth; vera dugleg og taka sig &amp;aacute; &amp;iacute; matar&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;inu l&amp;iacute;ka;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En minn heittelska&amp;eth;i b&amp;iacute;&amp;eth;ur m&amp;iacute;n &amp;iacute; s&amp;oacute;fanum me&amp;eth; poppsk&amp;aacute;l... best a&amp;eth; k&amp;uacute;rast a&amp;eth;eins me&amp;eth; honum og horfa &amp;aacute; 1 Dallas-&amp;thorn;&amp;aacute;tt;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ciao M.&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/13/enn-lasinn/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/13/enn-lasinn/</guid><pubDate>Thu, 13 Sep 2007 21:13:15 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Einmanalegt...</title><description>&lt;p&gt;... &amp;iacute; kotinu. Addi skellti s&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; b&amp;iacute;&amp;oacute; me&amp;eth; br&amp;aelig;&amp;eth;rum s&amp;iacute;num og Alexander er sofandi. H&amp;uacute;sfreyjan situr &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; alein frammi &amp;iacute; stofu og dundar s&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; t&amp;ouml;lvunni. Var a&amp;eth; koma &amp;uacute;r sturtu... svo &amp;eacute;g geti sofi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth;eins lengur &amp;iacute; fyrram&amp;aacute;li&amp;eth;.. &amp;thorn;arf a&amp;eth; m&amp;aelig;ta 7:30 &amp;thorn;essa vikuna. Var samt heima &amp;iacute; dag &amp;thorn;ar sem Alexander er veikur, var me&amp;eth; 39 stiga hita &amp;iacute; morgun en hefur a&amp;eth;eins fari&amp;eth; l&amp;aelig;kkandi me&amp;eth; deginum... svaf sama og ekkert &amp;iacute; dag svo hann logna&amp;eth;ist &amp;uacute;taf um kl. 7 &amp;iacute; kv&amp;ouml;ld. Minn fyrsti v.b.-dagur &amp;aacute; &amp;aelig;vinni;) Addi ver&amp;eth;ur svo heima me&amp;eth; hann &amp;aacute; morgun en vonandi fer greyi&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; n&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;essu &amp;uacute;r s&amp;eacute;r.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mamma m&amp;iacute;n &amp;aacute; afm&amp;aelig;li &amp;iacute; dag og vil &amp;eacute;g &amp;oacute;ska henni innilega til hamingju me&amp;eth; daginn:D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&amp;THORN;a&amp;eth; kom sm&amp;aacute; p&amp;aacute;sa inn&amp;iacute; f&amp;aelig;rsluna, byrja&amp;eth;i &amp;aacute; henni r&amp;uacute;mlega 9 &amp;iacute; kv&amp;ouml;ld en svo vakna&amp;eth;i Alexander og &amp;thorn;urfti m&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ir hans a&amp;eth; sj&amp;aacute;lfs&amp;ouml;g&amp;eth;u a&amp;eth; sinna honum greyinu... b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; vera alveg &amp;oacute;m&amp;ouml;gulegur &amp;iacute; allan dag... og var kominn me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;ennan l&amp;iacute;ka s&amp;aelig;ta gr&amp;ouml;ft &amp;iacute; augun &amp;thorn;egar hann vakna&amp;eth;i, augun voru alveg l&amp;iacute;md saman:( Hrindi &amp;iacute; vaktl&amp;aelig;kni sem sag&amp;eth;i m&amp;eacute;r a&amp;eth; f&amp;aacute; bara t&amp;iacute;ma &amp;aacute; morgun fyrir hann.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;uacute; er best a&amp;eth; reyna a&amp;eth; koma s&amp;eacute;r &amp;iacute; r&amp;uacute;mi&amp;eth;... g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;a n&amp;oacute;tt&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/10/einmanalegt/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/9/10/einmanalegt/</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2007 21:45:52 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title>Búferlaflutningar!!</title><description>&lt;p&gt;Nei vi&amp;eth; erum ekki a&amp;eth; flytja... en fr&amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; &amp;aacute; &amp;thorn;ri&amp;eth;judaginn fyrir viku h&amp;ouml;fum vi&amp;eth; b&amp;uacute;i&amp;eth; heima hj&amp;aacute; tengdaforeldrum m&amp;iacute;num &amp;thorn;ar sem &amp;thorn;au f&amp;oacute;ru erlendis og vi&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;urfum a&amp;eth; passa hundinn og k&amp;ouml;ttinn. Samb&amp;uacute;&amp;eth;in gengur bara &amp;aacute;g&amp;aelig;tlega... gekk &amp;aacute; &amp;yacute;msu &amp;iacute; fyrstu &amp;thorn;ar sem sonurinn gat &amp;oacute;m&amp;ouml;gulega l&amp;aacute;ti&amp;eth; mat og vatn hundsins vera... svo &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; var n&amp;oacute;g a&amp;eth; gera &amp;iacute; a&amp;eth; for&amp;eth;a hlutum upp &amp;aacute; bor&amp;eth; og bekki. Hundurinn ekki alveg s&amp;aacute;ttur me&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; fyrstu n&amp;oacute;ttina a&amp;eth; &amp;thorn;urfa a&amp;eth; sofa frammi en l&amp;eacute;t s&amp;eacute;r &amp;thorn;a&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;u vera... &amp;aacute;kv&amp;aacute;&amp;eth;um samt a&amp;eth; leyfa honum a&amp;eth; vera inni hj&amp;aacute; okkur en hann f&amp;aelig;r EKKI a&amp;eth; koma upp &amp;iacute; r&amp;uacute;mi&amp;eth;:lol: Dav&amp;iacute;&amp;eth; og fj&amp;ouml;lskylda taka svo vi&amp;eth; af okkur&amp;nbsp;&amp;aacute; fimmtudagskv&amp;ouml;ldi&amp;eth;&amp;nbsp;&amp;thorn;egar &amp;thorn;au koma heim fr&amp;aacute; Barcelona.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alexander er byrja&amp;eth;ur &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lanum, b&amp;uacute;inn a&amp;eth; vera &amp;thorn;ar &amp;iacute; r&amp;uacute;mar 2 vikur og gengur bara vel, hann er svo &amp;aacute;n&amp;aelig;g&amp;eth;ur me&amp;eth; sig &amp;thorn;arna og vir&amp;eth;ist alveg vera a&amp;eth; f&amp;iacute;la sig &amp;thorn;arna... &amp;eacute;g var solti&amp;eth; smeik hvort &amp;eacute;g v&amp;aelig;ri a&amp;eth; gera r&amp;eacute;tt &amp;iacute; fyrstu me&amp;eth; a&amp;eth; hafa hann svona lengi &amp;iacute; leiksk&amp;oacute;lanum en svo &amp;aacute;kva&amp;eth; &amp;eacute;g bara a&amp;eth; l&amp;aacute;ta slag standa og pr&amp;oacute;fa &amp;thorn;etta... &amp;eacute;g meina, hann sefur n&amp;uacute; d&amp;aacute;g&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;an part af deginum. En hann er sko &amp;thorn;reyttur &amp;thorn;egar vi&amp;eth; komum heim... ekki anna&amp;eth; h&amp;aelig;gt a&amp;eth; segja... sem er reyndar f&amp;iacute;nt &amp;thorn;v&amp;iacute; hann er yfirleitt alltaf sofna&amp;eth;ur um 8 leyti&amp;eth;;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;En n&amp;uacute; eru N&amp;aacute;grannar b&amp;uacute;nir og best a&amp;eth; fara a&amp;eth;eins heim &amp;iacute; Hjar&amp;eth;arsl&amp;oacute;&amp;eth;ina... setja &amp;iacute; eina &amp;thorn;vottav&amp;eacute;l og slappa a&amp;eth;eins af... hundslaus;)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tjusss... Maja&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/8/28/buferlaflutningar/</link><guid>http://maja1907.blogcentral.is/blog/2007/8/28/buferlaflutningar/</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Aug 2007 18:11:24 GMT</pubDate></item></channel></rss>
