Merry Christmas everyone. If you're waiting for a Christmas card from me you're not getting one this year. The reason is not that I've stopped loving you or that I've decided to save the forest. The reason is Mom wasn't organized enough to buy Christmas cards in October. Luckily for me though she bought the Christmas presents in October and I also rely on the 13 Icelandic Santas that put a present for you in your shoe 13 nights before Christmas if you leave it in the windowsill (if you've been nice). As you might have guessed from the frequent blog posts things have not quiet been the same lately. We moved out in the beginning of November and had to stay away from home for almost 5 weeks while we got a new bathroom. Then we've been busy moving back in and transforming the apartment back into a liveable condition. Until now. Mom hasn't been feeling well and I get no service from her whatsoever. The reason is I'm having a little brother or sister possibly for Christmas. I did actually tell you
about it.
Today is that Icelandic rotten fish day, you can read about it if you press the typically Icelandic button among my blog labels. My uncle is coming from the US. He is famous as the one that says Spiderman. Mom says Spindelmannen and Dad says Köngulóarmaðurinn.
Do remember to bring all the gear when you go to sleep, to wear a Santa hat, to put your shoe in the window and to sing all your Christmas carols until you fall asleep. If you fall asleep Santa might come. Mom might also come and secretly take off your spiderman socks that you've insisted on wearing for 2 days in a row to put them in the washing machine. See you next year.
