Merry day-after Christmas!

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I hope you all had a wonderful day, whether you celebrate Christmas or not. It was basically a normal day for us, as the children decided they didn’t actually want wrap-able items. Well, that coupled with the fact that I couldn’t wait to give one child a speaker system for an iPhone (my old iPhone) so she could listen to all the itunes music she got to pick out. New shoes for all, clothing, books, and Steam games. I figured, why wait to hand out the needful things? So we all just relaxed and did our own thing on Christmas day.

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Did I mention there’s no snow? No snow at all, not even a flurry. Hell, it was 60 degrees! It’s been so long since I’ve lived in my native state of California, that I forgot how it feels to not have snow during this time. =P

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Now the kids will go down and de-ornament the tree, so that I can wrap it up and put it back down in the basement. It’s time to de-Christmas the house and get things back to normal. That includes me getting back to normal and painting!

Icelandic Yuletide Lads-Stekkjarstaur

I’m sure some of you know by now, that my children are half-Icelandic. Even though we no longer live in Iceland, it’s always fun to participate in the traditions. Sure the Jólaköttur is not going to come all this way and eat either child because they didn’t get new clothing to wear before Christmas…because obviously I’ve bought them new clothes to wear! But still.  I looked through my stuff and came across the Jóla Spil card deck, and decided to take a picture each of the 13 nights with the yule lad who’s said to visit. Tonight it’s Stekkjarstaur, or the sheep worrier._MG_8321

Stekkjastaur kom fyrstur,
stinnur eins og tré.
Hann laumaðist í fjárhúsin
og lék á bóndans fé.
Hann vildi sjúga ærnar,
—þá varð þeim ekki um sel,
því greyið hafði staurfætur,
—það gekk nú ekki vel.

Gimpy was the first,
Stiff like a tree.
He snuck into the stables,
And fooled the farmer’s sheep.

He wanted to suck milk from them,
– They did not care for that,
And because he had peg-legs
– It did not go too well.