<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085</id><updated>2011-04-21T23:09:47.302Z</updated><title type='text'>GUFUSOÐIÐ ÍSLAND</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>141</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-110202323844491853</id><published>2004-12-02T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-12-02T21:33:58.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>vinir og vandamenn, börn, barnabörn og barnabarnabörn...ég hef hafið nýtt blogg www.hildua.blogspot.com aaaaaand take a look!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/110202323844491853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/110202323844491853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_11_28_archive.html#110202323844491853' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-108120047119120284</id><published>2004-04-05T21:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-05T21:35:08.000Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gömul orð Steins Steinars:,,Drekkum í kveld,iðrumst á morgun."...er hér með liðið lífsmottó, gone, dead, good bye!Þrátt fyrir að það hefur tekið mig hátt í fimm ár að komast að þessu þá held ég að orð hans innihaldi ekkert nema sjálfblekkingu og veraldarflótta...nei nú liggur leið mín í aðra átt, nýir tímar í nánd og ferðin að disco ljósinu runnið sitt skeið...yes, i need another light!..</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108120047119120284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108120047119120284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_04_04_archive.html#108120047119120284' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-108085224483954847</id><published>2004-04-01T20:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-04-01T20:50:32.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ekki nóg með það lítill fugl gaspraði því uppí eyrað á mér að einhver teldi mig léttgeggjaða heldur fékk staðfestingu á því hérna rétt áðan! Þenk jú veri næs...Ég hafði greinilega smellt einu kerti, óvart, inní ískápinn eftir hraðinnkaupin sem ég gerði rétt áður en ég skellti mér í vinnuna. Þegar ég kem svo loksins heim áðan spyr Lovísa mig hvað kerti sé eiginlega að þvælast fyrir matvörunum! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108085224483954847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108085224483954847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108085224483954847' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-108067982634868262</id><published>2004-03-30T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-30T20:53:57.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Veðrið hefur náð yfirráðum og sest að stjórnborði geðheilsu minnar!Nó gút nó gút! Í fyrramálið ætla ég taka í hnakkadrambið á mér og setja saman gleðidagskrá, þýðir ekkert minna. Það er löngu vitað mál að veðurfræðingar hér á landi geta hætt að tala undir rós og komið sér beint að efninu:       ,,Skapið næstu daga gengur á með vonskuköstum sunnanvið og volæði. Faxaflói, faxaflóamið þunglyndi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108067982634868262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108067982634868262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_03_28_archive.html#108067982634868262' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-108029598405630557</id><published>2004-03-26T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-26T10:16:51.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gleði gleði gleði....Stuttur föstudagur og hressileg fríhelgi. Hækkið í hátölurunum því ég færi ykkur viðbótargleði með ÞESSU!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108029598405630557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108029598405630557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108029598405630557' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-108007134339902940</id><published>2004-03-23T19:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-23T20:09:19.123Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SHALOM!Nú get ég bætt nýrri íþrótt í prufusafnið mitt því í gær gerðist ég lítil taekwondokona. Sú íþrótt virðist vera hressileg blanda af aga, teygjum og spörkum. Feikna áhugaverð.  Eftir hressilega reynslugöngu í styrðum íþróttum eins og skíði og knattspyrnu hefur liðleiki ekki verið mér kunnugur en nú var tími til þess að láta ljós hans skína! Það er nú kannski ekki frásögu færandi nema að í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108007134339902940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/108007134339902940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_03_21_archive.html#108007134339902940' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107968145938152292</id><published>2004-03-19T07:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-19T08:49:49.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Morning has brooooken...Já, það var óumflýanleg staðreynd þennan morguninn að það væri í mínum höndum að brjóta daginn þegar ég skreið manna fyrst úr minni holu 5:eitthvað. Laaaangur dagur en hann mun aðlokum líða! Er búin að næla mér í nokkra miða á konukvöld á Sólon sem ætlar að lauma okkur inn í nóttina með einhverju spennandi og skemmtilegu....óóó well, rakst á einn fyndin, tjahh ég </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107968145938152292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107968145938152292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_03_14_archive.html#107968145938152292' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107827115727907359</id><published>2004-03-02T23:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-03-03T10:29:56.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>,,Þetta er bAaaaara spurning um mataræðið"....impraði ég 70 þúsund sinnum á við aumingja konuna í baðhúsinu í dag sem gleypti við öllu sem ég sagði. ,,Maður á bara að byrja strax, ekkert á morgun/mánudag eða um mánaðarmótin". Óvitandi að ég ætti eftir að mæta henni fjórum tímum síðar í 10-11 með fangið fullt af djúpsteiktu jalapenó og pizzu, gasprandi í símann við pabba að nú skuli sko étið því </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107827115727907359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107827115727907359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107827115727907359' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107809278321519687</id><published>2004-02-29T22:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-29T23:25:48.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>,,Vertu gott blogg, bloggið mitt, í megabæta nafni...". Það nær náttúrulega engri átt hvað maður er hress að blogga... Ummmm, var að skríða inn úr frábærri helgi í Reykjadal. Alveg endurnærð á vissan hátt þrátt fyrir að allt annað sé steinslökkt, búið, off! En þangað er alltaf gott að koma, sveitasæla, góður andi og gamalt þegjandi smakomulag um  þangað séu allir komnir í þeim eina tilgangi að</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107809278321519687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107809278321519687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_29_archive.html#107809278321519687' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107780515265169976</id><published>2004-02-26T14:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-26T14:26:57.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hahahahaaaaaa...æjjjjjhhh, ja hérna! Heyrði svo brillíant stöku í gærkvöldi, fáorð en ein-stök:)...eitthvað sem Lovísa greip á fyrirlestri um íslenska bragarhætti í kennó. Hún er á þessa leið:1.apríl.MarsbúinnLúmsk... ýmind hins fullkomna hagyrðings! Pottþéttur texti í Júróvisjon, innihaldið fyllir að minsta kosti kröfur dómnefndar býst ég við!Hey kvinnur! Hvernig hljómar kúlurass og six</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107780515265169976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107780515265169976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107780515265169976' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107765319665684189</id><published>2004-02-24T20:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-24T22:15:16.343Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég varð þunn í gær! Algjörlega að tilefnislausu, ekki nema að föstudagsskatturinn hafi verið að skila sér...löngu eftir seinasta söludag! Ásta hélt uppá afmælið sitt í gær með bollubakstri og fínerí, enda ekki þekkt fyrir annað. Gestirnir, sem í meirihluta voru hallærisgegni og sóðabrækur, vorum alveg sérdeilis prýðilega ánægðar með gjafirnar. Þetta þýddi bara eitt, annað klámkvöld...stefnir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107765319665684189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107765319665684189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_22_archive.html#107765319665684189' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107722677917854640</id><published>2004-02-19T21:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-19T21:51:18.746Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Þetta er náttúrulega BARA snilld!! Myndirnar komnar úr ýkt-ofur-mega-afmælis-karókí-parýinu hennar Kóngu þar sem margt rifjaðist upp. Mamma og Sveinbjörn virðast þar hafa skotið upp kollinum?!! Heitasti smellurinn,,Hvar er hvar er hvar er húfan mín...."tekið með mikilli innlifun, á meðan Heiður og Hobba virðast hafa séð um númer kvöldsins.Bústaðarferðin varð mun sveittari enda bara kvinnur á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107722677917854640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107722677917854640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107722677917854640' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107720466277110795</id><published>2004-02-19T15:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-19T15:33:40.403Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fyrir nákvæmlega ári, uppá sekúndu, var ég á mínu fyrsta íslenska þorrablóti. Þá dugði ekkert minna en að bruna alla leið til Chicago sittí til að láta það gerast. Það stóð þó alveg undir væntingum með þeim súrum veitingum sem þar átti að finna svo ekki sé minnst á aðkeypta dúndurbandið, hjónin úr Önundafirði sem léku fyrir dansi:) Þó óska ég þess alltaf svo innilega að vera frá einhverjum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107720466277110795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107720466277110795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107720466277110795' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107689140959257834</id><published>2004-02-16T00:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-16T00:32:42.576Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>nóóóóóg af bjór-TWISTER(örugg skemmtun)-heitar í potti(ójáááá)-heimabruggað hot and sweet(ojjjj)-túttuhlaup(grrrr...)-IDOL spil(sökkar biggtæm!)-grillaðir hamborgarar-brenndar kartöflu...og enn meiri bjór. Brilíant helgi! Stelpur saman í bústað er ekkert annað en glerhörð ávísun á villta gleði. Takk fyrir rokkið görls;)Calimaria!Ég þakka klár viðbrögð, bjargaðir mér frá þó nokkrum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107689140959257834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107689140959257834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_15_archive.html#107689140959257834' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107654189083741757</id><published>2004-02-11T23:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-11T23:27:18.373Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>                            ,,Flaska með tappa kostar 110 krónur. Flaskan án tappans er 100 krónum dýrari en                               tappinn, hvað kostar tappinn???"...og afhverju er svarið ekki 10!!???? Mér er gjörsamlega lífsins ómögulegt að hugsa þetta!Velgefnir og skýrir, vinsamlegast smellið útskýringu í gestabókina mína:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107654189083741757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107654189083741757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107654189083741757' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107636920121725696</id><published>2004-02-09T23:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-09T23:29:06.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...þetta líf er svo ófyrirséð, leyndardómsfullt og spennandi!Maður veit aldrei hvað er handan við hornið. Ekki til vandamál, bara fullt af viðfangsefnum. Hmmm... ég heyrði fyrir löngu síðan að ef maður gengur niður Laugarveginn getur maður bókað það að aðeins 70% af fólkinu sem þú mætir er lifandi, hitt dautt! Nú má ég ekki stynga svo miklu sem stórutánni inn Laugarveginn án þess að vilja </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107636920121725696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107636920121725696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107636920121725696' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107632268710127513</id><published>2004-02-09T10:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-09T10:33:51.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hefurðu ekkert að gera, prófaðu þetta!Googlism for: hildurhildur is an old icelandic word for 'warhildur is a science junkiehildur is the “grand old lady” of our farmhildur is totally dedicated to helping disabled veterans and their families in every way she canhildur is the pillar of wisdom and sets an example of a high moral standard for all studentshildur is a valkyrie heroine and all</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107632268710127513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107632268710127513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107632268710127513' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107628139734198241</id><published>2004-02-08T23:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-08T23:05:41.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Í þessum skrifuðu orðum lít ég bókstaflega út eins og fuglahræðan í Galdrakallinum í OZ! Skemmti mér heldur hressilega í gær í vægast sagt frábæru karókí afmæli, takk Kónga fyrir gott rokk!..já og vaknaði þunn og með topp í morgun!Pabbi lumar alltaf á einhverju sniðugu og kom með alveg brillíant stökur áðan sem eiga að hafa verið á einhverju fylleríinu hjá veðurfræðingum. Á stofunni unnu þau </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107628139734198241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107628139734198241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_08_archive.html#107628139734198241' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107611354728807623</id><published>2004-02-07T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-07T00:31:47.966Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...þett´er ekki huggulegt! Á stundu sem þessari legg ég blessun mína yfir framkvæmdaleysi borgarinnar, þær seinustu fjórar jólaseríur sem uppi hanga og poppa algjörlega upp miðbæinn! Febrúar genginn í garð og ekki seinna vænna en að skipurleggja sumarið. Köben it is! Staðráðin í að ná upp lágmarks líkamshita fyrir sumarlok, marenera skrokkinn í Tuborg og léttsteikja á ströndinni...ef þið vitið um</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107611354728807623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107611354728807623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107611354728807623' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107598034730412615</id><published>2004-02-05T11:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:28:57.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Guð hvað ég er fegin að búið sé að uppfæra sauðskinnsskó í nútímalegri horfur. Ég skil ekki hvernig þessir gaddhörðu víkingar gátu trítlað um allt á tátiljunum einum saman!!! Það er ekki lengra síðan en í gær að um mig fór sterkur vorfiðringur með öllum sínum æpandi hugmyndum um göngur, ferðalög, bústað, grill, gítar og útigamani. Svo laumast svona snjóhrúga inn um bakdyrnar, ekkert gaman! Ekkert</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107598034730412615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107598034730412615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598034730412615' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107575525940204740</id><published>2004-02-02T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-02-02T20:56:34.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það er löngu vitað mál að maður byrjar ekki á að setja sér drykkjuheiti á fyrstu dögum áskorunnarviku! jááá, stakan...Þó ég hafi lofað, þá þykir mér það leittætlaði að drekka sáralítiðen man bara alls ekki neitt...Já, þá er það opinbert og játað! Það er kannski bara best að slaufa þessu, samt staðráðin í að gefa blóð á morgun!Mætti í vinnuna klukkan 06:00 í morgun og var varla búin að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107575525940204740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107575525940204740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107575525940204740' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107550493989632713</id><published>2004-01-30T23:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-31T00:47:40.060Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>......áskorun dagsins stefni hreint og beint inn í svörtustu steik ÁÐUR en ég vaknaði. Ljúgandi uppí opið geðið á sjálfum mér að ég hefði nægan tíma og gæti vel slefað í koddann fimm mínútur lengur! Það var ekki málið, löngu orðin alltof sein, minnti sjálfan mig á áskorunina og skóflaði mér á lappir. Annars gekk sannleiksdagurinn algjörlega vonum framar...Hmmm ég hefði bara viljað ljúga að </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107550493989632713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107550493989632713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107550493989632713' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107542371162748526</id><published>2004-01-30T00:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2004-01-30T00:50:41.686Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...mér datt í hug að hafa svona áskorun á morgun. "Let-it-out-áskorun". Ég hef orðið vör við það að nánast undantekningalaust á hverjum degi hliðrar maður sannleikanum örlítið til eða segir ekki alveg sinn hug. Því ætla ég á morgun að kanna hvort það sé eins auðvelt og það kann að hljóma að segja alltaf daaagsatt!!...kannski er það ekkert mál og eftir allt saman lýg ég mun minna en ég held!  </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107542371162748526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107542371162748526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2004_01_25_archive.html#107542371162748526' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107109863576325609</id><published>2003-12-10T23:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-10T23:25:00.153Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...myoplex á morgnanna og myoplex á kvöldin mér er sagt að þegja með...ekki er það nú huggulegri flóra sem heilsulind fyrir konur bíður uppá og hef ég fengið mig hér og nú fullkomlega sadda af slíku ómeti!...er á leið í rannsóknarleiðangur í fyrramálið, þar sem ég verð í hlutverki hvítu rottunnar, aftur!  Þrátt fyrir all marga illkvittnislega og sára þætti í þessari rannsókn fæ ég þarna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107109863576325609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107109863576325609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107109863576325609' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107099903013396110</id><published>2003-12-09T19:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-09T19:44:52.763Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Lovísa alveg búin á því!...auminginn hefur þurft að standa undir áköfum símhringingum Fíladelfíumanna sem eru æstir að panta nýja diskinn með Ernu. Ástæðan er sú að við erum með gamla númerið hjá söfnuðinum og gamalmennin sem eru að ganga fram af Lovisu hafa án efa verið að flétta símaskrá 1995!!! Ohhh ég á svo erfitt með mig á þessum árstíma þegar ungir, huggulegi, mjúkir menn koma </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107099903013396110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107099903013396110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107099903013396110' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-107092751206233857</id><published>2003-12-08T23:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-12-08T23:52:54.263Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...So this is ChristmasAnd what have you doneAnother year overAnd a new one just begun.......heyrði ég John Lennon syngja jólin 19hundruðogeitthvað. Þessum texta tekst svo að dangla í heilanótunum á mér allan desember mánuð, finnandi út hvað ég gerði, hvað ég gerði ekki, hvað ég lærði, hvað ég lærði ekki, hvernig ég varð mér til sóma, hvernig ég varð mér til skammar og hversvegna ég hætti </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107092751206233857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/107092751206233857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_12_07_archive.html#107092751206233857' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106769577088712975</id><published>2003-11-01T14:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-11-01T14:09:42.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ég ætla aaaaldrei að drekka aftur þegar ég á að vinna daginn eftir!!!!!...og þá kannski helst ekki í líkamsræktarstöð!!!!ALmáttugur, ég dey lifandi! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106769577088712975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106769577088712975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106769577088712975' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106751892539237627</id><published>2003-10-30T13:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-30T13:02:05.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HEITASTA KEÐJAN Í BÆNUM!!!....Það er MA-party 8. nóv, laugardagur,  á GAUKNUM klukkan 21:00. Það verða fullt af tilboðum á barnum, stór bjór á 350kr, skot á 300kr og ýmislegt fleira og allir sem mæta fyrir kl.23 fá frítt á ballið með Írafár!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106751892539237627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106751892539237627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_26_archive.html#106751892539237627' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106712106446532848</id><published>2003-10-25T22:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-25T22:31:07.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>..alveg húðlatur þessi sambýlingur minn!...það er ekki framtaks snifsi að finna á honum...múhahahahahahahahaaaaaaaaaaa...Bara grín ástardingullinn minn, allt fyrir þig, allt fyrir þig rúmí:)Bara vinna, vinna, vinna þessa helgina, stend fyrir mínu á Nellys. Gef fimmtugum rússum í landi  og Könum í orlofi undir fótinn svo ég nái sem mestri prósentu á barnum...nei nú lýg ég , en fín vinna aldrei </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106712106446532848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106712106446532848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106712106446532848' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106699672498418518</id><published>2003-10-24T11:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-24T11:58:46.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fór í voðalega fínt matarboð til Davíðs og Þorvarðar með Sólveigu í gær, tekið á móti okkur eins og stórstjörnum, rauðvín, ostar og fínerí. Við Sólveig vorum alveg hjartanlega sammála um að fyrsta skiptið á ævinni fannst okkur við vera svona fullorðnar, mega fullorðnar! Svo var bara borðað sig í gegnum kvöldið, gítar og söngl og ánægðar trítluðum við heim í nótt...ótrúlega fullorðnar! Takk fyrir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106699672498418518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106699672498418518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106699672498418518' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106693621813853814</id><published>2003-10-23T19:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-23T19:10:18.150Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>,,...hvernig á ég að komast áfram í lífinu ef ég ætla alltaf að vera í 2 gír!...svo þegar ég er u.þ.b að skipta, skipti ég í bakkgír!!!..."Vel úthugsuð ræða forfeðra minna og voru öll spjót beind að ,,back to menntó" ákvörðun minni sem ég hef talið brillíant hingað! FB útúr kortinu.Jájá þetta hlýtur að hafast, ég er hugsa um að fara að sofa alltaf með skólatösku á bakinu og stílabækur undir </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106693621813853814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106693621813853814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106693621813853814' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106674919961268879</id><published>2003-10-21T15:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-21T15:13:19.643Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Back to the menntó! Jebbs fór í FB í morgun og ætla að smella mér i stæ nær og sál eftir áramót og svo BOOM út...vera ekkert að hanga þetta lengur, alveg að deyja úr örvæntingu og pabbi bað mig vinsamlegast um að halda þessari óþreyju...er hann að missa alla skóla trú á mér! Ég varð loksins aftur fyrir þessu al-sælu augnabliki í bílnum áðan...þetta eru svo merkileg augnablik, alveg bara í </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106674919961268879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106674919961268879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_19_archive.html#106674919961268879' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106649093346417889</id><published>2003-10-18T15:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-18T15:28:53.260Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>þaöð er næáttúrulega ekkieðlilegt hvaeð ég geri mikið af stafsetningavillllllllluuuuummmmmm.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106649093346417889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106649093346417889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106649093346417889' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106648300627368094</id><published>2003-10-18T13:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-18T13:16:46.220Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...skelli framm og fullyrði málsháttinn ...,,of verður einn bjór að mörgun"....gút bæ!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106648300627368094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106648300627368094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106648300627368094' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106642037951077004</id><published>2003-10-17T19:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2003-10-17T19:52:58.910Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Engin furða yfir að veröld mín hafi verið í steik seinustu daga...öll tungl í vitlausum húsum! Stjörnukortið leit aðeins bjartari augum á tilveruna í dag og því hef ág ákveðið að fagnaði því með einum bjór eftir vinnu.  Stefni ég þá auðvitað á að halda í mér vitinu og viðræðuhæfninni!Merkilegt hvað ég tek alltaf miklar og stórar ákvarðanir í ljósabekkjum, ég komst að þessu í seinustu viku og því</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106642037951077004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106642037951077004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106642037951077004' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106642015995371315</id><published>2003-10-17T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-17T19:49:19.413Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Engin furða yfir að veröld mín hafi verið í steik seinustu daga...öll tungl í vitlausum húsum! Stjörnukortið leit aðeins bjartari augum á tilveruna í dag og því hef ág ákveðiðað fagnaði því með einum bjór eftir vinnu.  Stefni ég þá auðvitað á að halda í ér vitinu og viðræðuhæfninni!Merkilegt hvað ég tek alltaf miklar og stórar ákvarðanir í ljósabekkjum, ég komst að þessu í seinustu viku eog því </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106642015995371315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106642015995371315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106642015995371315' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106615030187890412</id><published>2003-10-14T16:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-14T16:51:41.400Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Það sem kastast á milli beggja heilasellanna sem lifðu af helgina: Ég sé ekki lengur tilganginn með endalausri tímaeyðslu í að setja upp eitthvad smáborgarlúkk ef maður er trekk í trekk orðin óviðræðuhæfur og óvitur andartaki síðar! Ég sé þetta núna, hefði átt að átta mig á því 5896 kippum ago...Nú er tími sjálfskoðunnar, já ég nenni þessu ekki lengur, alltaf það sama, farandi út á fyllerí á </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106615030187890412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106615030187890412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_10_12_archive.html#106615030187890412' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106505113773929974</id><published>2003-10-01T23:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-10-01T23:32:17.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Paaaaaaaaaaaaartý á Vídalín kæru Ma-vinir á föstudaginn! Byrjar 9-10!!!:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106505113773929974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106505113773929974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106505113773929974' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106487160210362853</id><published>2003-09-29T21:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-29T21:40:01.873Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hér sit ég, hamra inn æfingaráætlun af kappi meðan ég gæði mér á ljúffengri 3 daga gamalli bettí krúkker köku sem virðist ekkert gera nema að batna með aldrinum og spræti...Laus við alla skömm þessa helgina, helgaði henni bara vinnu og bakstri, var samt ekki laus við smá timburmenn eftir að ég var búin að fylla alla aðra af miklum móð á Nellys bæði kvöldin. Fannst diskó guðinn full kröfuharður </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106487160210362853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106487160210362853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_09_28_archive.html#106487160210362853' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106469513188536156</id><published>2003-09-27T20:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-27T20:38:51.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mætt til leiks á ný...búnar að smella internetinu í tölvuna og á þá ekki annað eftir en að hamra inn líðandi stund. Tímabundnar staðreyndir lífsins: Flutt á Klapparstíg með fröken Lovísu, kokka ofaní 50 óuppalin börn á slóladagheimili i Hafnafirðinum og aðstoða þau þess á milli við að þenja út vitið á löngu úreltum skólabókum. Baðhúsið á svo hug minn og hjarta tvisvar í viku þegar myndarlegar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106469513188536156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106469513188536156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106469513188536156' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106469488813379420</id><published>2003-09-27T20:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-09-27T20:34:47.813Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mætt til leiks á ný...búnar að smella internetinu í tölvuna og á þá ekki annað eftir en að hamra inn líðandi stund.Tímabundnar staðreyndir lífsins:Flutt á Klapparstíg með fröken Lovísu, kokka ofaní 50 óuppalin börn á slóladagheimili i Hafnafirðinum og aðstoða þau þess á milli við að þenja út vitið á löngu úreltum skólabókum. Baðhúsið á svo hug minn og hjarta tvisvar í viku þegar myndarlegar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106469488813379420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106469488813379420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_09_21_archive.html#106469488813379420' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106061836757199539</id><published>2003-08-11T16:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-11T16:12:47.550Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>jaeja folkid mitt...Hvad a a dgera um helgina?...vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa paelid i tessu, hahaha oootrulegt! jaeja takk fyrir lesturinn, nu sjaumst vid bara heima! Hastala vista, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106061836757199539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106061836757199539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_08_10_archive.html#106061836757199539' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106013496159848451</id><published>2003-08-06T01:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-06T01:56:01.593Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...Ekki sidur merkilegt!...Eg og Thora hittum hvorki meira ne minna en Andy Cole a einhverjum brjaludum disko stad a Miami, bara alveg eins mikid face to face og hugsast getur...eda svona her um bil, var tar asamt vini sinum sem ausadi okeypis drykkjum i okkur thoru...ja eg veit ad hann spilar fotbolta, er svartur og tad sem mestu mali skiptir, fraegur! ..Tad er natturulega til haborinnnar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106013496159848451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106013496159848451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106013496159848451' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-106012214065515847</id><published>2003-08-05T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-08-05T22:22:20.596Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Island i naestu viku!Buin ad naela mer i ferdatosku og get sagt ykkur tad ad eg tarf boksaflega ad sitja ofana teim til tess ad eg geti naestum tvi lokad teim! Ja, tetta er ekki ferdalag, tetta er flutningur! Nu er ekkert meira djamm herna i Chicago borg, nei eg held ad vid tri amicas hofum gengid snyrtilega fra teim enda tar seinustu helgi. Heyrdu ja vid Gudny sluppum naumlega ur klom </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106012214065515847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/106012214065515847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_08_03_archive.html#106012214065515847' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-105968484133911290</id><published>2003-07-31T20:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-31T20:54:01.156Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tvaer vikur upp a dag!30 stiga hiti og sol her sem erfitt verdur ad yfirgefa, eg mundi lauma honum med mer ef hann yrdi ekki tekinn af mer i tollinum eins og allt annad, ekkert ma! Nu er eg sko ordin spennt! For med Gudnyju og Thoru a ,,lokar djammid" seinasta laugardag. Grofum upp huggulega tyndan hverfisbar nidri bae Chicago um sjo leytid. Pontudum okkur heilan haug af BBQ wings og rendum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105968484133911290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105968484133911290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_07_27_archive.html#105968484133911290' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-105819464282664312</id><published>2003-07-14T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-14T14:57:22.656Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Domur minar og herrar!Bara rett i tessu var eg ad taka vid teim upplysingum ad flugmidinn heim vaeri komin i post!...tad kom ta ad tessu, einmitt tegar madur er bara hreint ekkert vissum ad vera tilbuin ad snua baki vid tessum amerisku taegindum beint i islenskt gramyglis-rigningar-ullabjakk! Heilt ar naestum i hofn og hvad stendur uppur? Hmmmm...okey, aldrei i lifinu mundi eg maela med au-pair</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105819464282664312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105819464282664312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_07_13_archive.html#105819464282664312' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-105745257194942099</id><published>2003-07-06T00:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-06T00:49:31.753Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>..ja eg aetla nu ad hamra ferdasogunna sidar inn enn einni stoku aetla eg ad kasta fram sem eg negldi saman i einum af moooooooorgum rodum i disney world sem vid forum i og furda mig um leid ad eg hafi ekki bara sett saman i heilt stokubindi tar sem madur komst ekki sponn ur rassi fyrri rodum...radir radir bara bid,ridur okkur ad fullu. Endalaust lengi tetta ameriska lid,gat sem sagt lamid i</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105745257194942099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105745257194942099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_07_06_archive.html#105745257194942099' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-105702804913155185</id><published>2003-07-01T02:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-07-01T02:54:09.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Miami beach!!!!!....eg aetla ad sja af tveimur dyyyrmaetum minutum til tess ad deila tessum miami draumi med ykkur!!!!Jaeja hvad get eg sagt, tratt fyrir ad vid Gudny byrjudum ad maeta a vitlausan flugvoll alveg hinum megin i Chicago en gud se lof tveimur timum fyrir brottfor tannig ad vid nadum a hinn i taeka tid, hefur allt annad verid eins og draumur i dos. Tar sem vid tilheyrum ekki betra </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105702804913155185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/105702804913155185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_29_archive.html#105702804913155185' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-96017611</id><published>2003-06-25T15:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-25T15:02:34.383Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bikini: Tjekk! Solarvorn: Tjekk! djammfot: Tjekk! Monny: Tekk!...ta eru tad bara midar i Disney world og we are all set!....Gudny var bara rett i tessu ad koma med einn gullmola...,, Hildur, eigum vid ekki ad enda a United Kingdom??!!!!:)"....,,ekkert mal...til i tad"...hahaha...meinti sko magic kingdom:) Goooodur!Eg smellti bara i eitt berbecue-party i gaer, vatt mer ad grillinu og grilladi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/96017611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/96017611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_22_archive.html#96017611' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95863757</id><published>2003-06-20T14:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-20T14:43:50.093Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hmmmm...pufffffff....hmmmm....dohhhhhh...mer finnst eg vera a erfidum aldri! Hvad getur madur ta annad gert en ad laera bara a gitar! Er komin med gitarbaekur, tad tok tvo manudi, jaeja fann mer loks gitar i gaer a reki, tok hann og ta vantar mer bara einn streng, A, og ta get eg byrjad...tad a eftir ad taka adra tvo manudi svo ad tad tekur ekki ad byrja! Hmmm....ta er eg aftur komin a byrjunnar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95863757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95863757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95863757' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95694311</id><published>2003-06-15T21:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-15T21:37:09.620Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TIL HAMINGJU MED DAGINN ELSKU ERNA OG MED LITLA SOLARGEISLANN!Frabaer helgi hja okkur, for i graet america med strakunum allan fostudaginn og brunadi svo til Madison med Gudnyju og Toru um kvoldid og vorum tar til laugardags. Frabaert tar ad vana, hittum tar vini og vandamenn, djommudum og skemmtum okkur. Gott vedur i dag, sol og hiti og madur liggur bara flatmaga a medan flugurnar narta i mann</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95694311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95694311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_15_archive.html#95694311' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95561889</id><published>2003-06-11T19:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-11T19:58:09.243Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Claritin allstadar..i storum stil utum allt, tek tad a morgnanna..mil tad uti morgunkaffid, smelli tvi i baksturinn og leysi tad uppi badinu! Claritin claritin claritin...sem er natturulega ekkert nema hveiti drasl og er ekki uppi nos a ketti..nema hann mundi ta bara hnerra tvi og ta er tad ekki mikid ofnaemislyf! Ja og hana nu!Solin let sja sig i gaer...26 eda 7 eda 8..allavega geeedveikt </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95561889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95561889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95561889' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95465417</id><published>2003-06-09T14:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-09T14:37:49.523Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>...andskotans frjoofnaemi................................................</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95465417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95465417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_08_archive.html#95465417' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95355899</id><published>2003-06-06T04:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-06-06T04:04:31.340Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nu er madur bara sveittur, raektin daginn inn og daginn ut, jaja alveg 2-svar a dag..ekki annad haegt. Madur tarf nu tegar ad rusla svo mikilli yfirvikt heim svo madur se ekki ad kassast med auakilo i tokkabot!...Hmmmm...tetta er nu eitthvad sem eg tarf ad athuga..aetli flugfelogin seu med svona heildar kilo a per fartega, hver fartegi ma med ollu vega 200 kilo, svo er tad bara titt problem ef tu</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95355899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95355899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_06_01_archive.html#95355899' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-95088015</id><published>2003-05-30T17:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-30T17:12:16.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Allt saman pantad, klappad og klart sambandi vid Florida ferdina okkar Gudnyjar. Svona hljomar dagskrain. Miami beach 26-1 juli, krusad ta til Orlando og dogunum 1-4 juli eytt i Disney world og svo bara heim aftur!Tad er eitthvad svo undarlegt ad vera a leidinni heim aftur, eg segi ekki annad, loksins tegar allt virdist vera ad komast uppi vana her og madur ordin alsaell med lifid og tilveruna </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95088015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/95088015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_25_archive.html#95088015' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94805365</id><published>2003-05-23T22:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-23T22:34:56.826Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nu er madur ordin sjukur!Eg skellti mer a einhvern kur med frunni fyrir tveimur vikum, sviti, tar og trek! Eg fae meira en fullan studning i hunguratakinu en svo kom ad tvi fyrir klukkutima ad eg hrundi. Ja, tetta gerdist svona,eg var bara ad enda vid ad taema upptvottavelina heima tegar eg vard allt i einu helgripin McDonalds torf tarna a eldhusgolfinu, ef eg fengi ekki McDonalds a naestu </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94805365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94805365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94805365' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94687072</id><published>2003-05-21T14:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-21T14:36:48.106Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nu a ad skella ser aftur til Madison, Wisconsin, naestu helgi med Gudyju og Toru. Jabbs ekki annad haegt, vinir okkar tar eru bunir ad bjoda okkur i party og vid aetlum ad skella okkur i tetta orlof! Heyrdu ja, annars er madur bara ordin loggiltur einkatjalfi, til hamingju med tad!.....hmmm...kjafstopp, ritstifla....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94687072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94687072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94687072' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94590557</id><published>2003-05-19T17:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-19T17:50:42.580Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Banka vandamal!Strakurinn a upplysingabordinu i bankanum er svo saetur ad madur bara svitnar og hristist, i morgun var nakvamlega enginn sjens ad ad einbeita ser ad tjekkheftinu. Ja tetta er ekki gott mal, hreint ekki! Madur getur bokstaflega ekki latid sja sig a bilastaedi bankans nema uppstriladur og nykomin ur sturtu. Eg komst svo ad tvi ad vinkonur minar sem eiga vidskipti vid sama banka </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94590557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94590557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_18_archive.html#94590557' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94511847</id><published>2003-05-17T21:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-17T21:25:35.780Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ja, nu er eg  bara ad download-a myndbandinu hennar Birgittu, tad er ekki annad haegt!...Ekki seinna vaenna.  26% buin...I gaer forum vid "fjolskyldan" bara ut ad borda a vodalega finan veitingastad i vestur Chicago. Tar var eg nu spurd hvort eg vaeri Hollensk!..oseisei neinei. Annars halda allir ad vid seum Saenskar...ja eda tolum russnesku.40% buin...Ja svo skrolladist eg uppi Gurnee </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94511847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94511847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94511847' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94359971</id><published>2003-05-15T00:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-15T00:52:40.870Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eg sver tad, eg var a leid i raektina i gaer a Old Orchard road tegar eg keyrdi framhja Geir Hirlekar,eg lyg tessu ekki! Svo hugsadi eg,,neiii andskotinn"...,,hann hefdi bibbad a mig"...neinei...en eg get svo svarid tad. A 10 manudum hmm....Eg er buin ad brjota heila tvottavel, gekk fra turrkaranum viku sidar, settist inn eina flugvel til Miami og lendingarbunadurinn hrundi og var ad stuta </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94359971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94359971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94359971' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94242905</id><published>2003-05-13T03:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T03:26:31.790Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tad er ekki i neitt horn fluid i tetta skiptid, madur verdur vist ad hamra helgina inn!!Juju aettmennin skiludu ser ad lokum fra Nyju Jorvik. Athofnin hofst a laugardagsmorgninum klukkan 10. Tar var mer afhent 32 tveggja bladsidna pesi, fyrir naestu tvo og halfan klukkutimana...a hebresku.  Rabbininn maetti stundarkorni sidar og sagdi bara ,,Shabat Shalom"...og song hebreskan duet med konunni a</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94242905' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94242160</id><published>2003-05-13T03:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T03:08:31.350Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Bogga tu ert snillingur:))))...enda bara um tvennt ad velja i okkar aettt...snilling eda omenni...lengst aftur i aettir!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94242160' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94242081</id><published>2003-05-13T03:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-13T03:06:22.750Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fraenka min til margra ara...segi ekki annad, hefur hamrad inn ordid!Bændur og búalið! Takið höndum saman við verkamenn, og ykkur mun hlotnast Guðs ríki á jörð, Halelúja!! ...er tetta bara vitleysa?</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94242081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_11_archive.html#94242081' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94083999</id><published>2003-05-10T01:41:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-10T01:41:37.506Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>HaebbsTakk fyrir kortid Sirry:))Eg held tad nu Heidur, tetta er mesta spennan...ad fa kvedju i gestabokina svo eg takka her med ollum sem tangad hafa lagt leid sina og bid ykkur endilega ad yfirgefa ekki svaedid fyrr en tid hafid hamrad inn stadfestingu, thank you very much!Sit herna ein i myrkrinu i aettingja-bidslu, folkid for ut ad borda a medan eg sit og bid eftir holli 3 fra New York, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94083999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94083999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94083999' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-94008080</id><published>2003-05-08T19:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-08T19:48:09.730Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Shalom!Aetli tad se ekki skemmst fra tvi ad segja ad eg hef nu tjast undanfarna daga af ,,hetju verkum" i hondunum og taldi tad ad sjalfsogdu bara hardsperrur. Tad var ekki fyrr en i gaer ad mer vard ljost ad eg aetti ef til vill ad leita til laeknis tvi ad fyrir utan tad ad eg turfti ad nudda hausnum upp vid vegginn til tess ad dreyfa sjampoinu ta iskrar i vodvunuma framhandleggjunum a mer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94008080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/94008080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#94008080' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93948499</id><published>2003-05-07T20:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-07T20:53:11.990Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Afsakid hofum tetta rett...www.northerndestinations.com/aupairs</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93948499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93948499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93948499' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93948317</id><published>2003-05-07T20:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-05-07T20:49:58.776Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Kronisk bloggleti!A laugardaginn krusadi eg asamt au-pair flokknum til Wisconsin i river rafting ferd. Tetta var algjort aedi, frabaert vedur og fineri. Vid islensku vikingarnir vorum ekkert ad tvistiga vid tetta og gulltryggdum okkur einstaklings bata. Svo var bara brunad i anna og haldid af stad i tveggja tima sull. Ain olli mer to nokkrum vonbrygdum med tveimur ,,storum" pomsum og nokkrum </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93948317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93948317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_05_04_archive.html#93948317' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93498504</id><published>2003-04-30T00:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-30T00:25:56.200Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>neiiii...skakka  lyklabord!...eg meina ,,haett"....ad tala um vedrid.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93498504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93498504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93498504' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93498197</id><published>2003-04-30T00:19:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-30T00:19:09.860Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Lokaverkefnid i listatimunum. Self portreit eda hvad sem tau nu kalla tetta. Er herna a bokasafninu ad reyna ad faeda eitthvad, for og fekk mer kaffi, fannst tad aegilega lystatypulegt og helt ad tad mundi hjalpa. Stakk mer a bolakaf i ljosmyndabaekur og tok 100 metra skrid yfir nokkra,,isma", ekkert gekk. Mer vantar model, ja eg var hraedd um ad tetta mundi gerast, eg se tad nuna, tetta endar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93498197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93498197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93498197' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93399648</id><published>2003-04-28T14:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-28T14:14:41.770Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>25 stiga hiti og steik i gaer.Vid Gudny vorum ad vonum alveg gjorsamlega bunar a tvi eftir gott djamm a laugardeginum. Voknum saelar inni sunnudaginn sem toka a moti okkur med tessu solstrandarvedri. Engin timi til tess ad sofa, bikiniinu skutlad a, froskalapppir og sundgleraugu og krusad ut a strond. Nu er sko sumar!  McDonalds straujadur i leidinni og vid tilbunar i hitann. Um leid og mer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93399648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93399648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_27_archive.html#93399648' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93302443</id><published>2003-04-26T17:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-26T17:06:03.766Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fostudagar eru ha-heilagir dagar hja Judum!I gaer var mer aetlad ad pikka upp Andrew hja vini sinum og taka ta ut ad borda. Tegar eg renn svo i hlad um half sjo leytid verd eg takk fyrir takk ad bida i hressilegan tima medan verid er ad messa yfir teim, ja og i ordsins fylstu merkingu. Tar sem teir aetludu ad borda uti og gatu tar af leidandi ekki tekid tatt i hinu vikulega baenarhaldi setti </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93302443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93302443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93302443' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-93261567</id><published>2003-04-25T20:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-25T20:55:03.676Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nu er eg ekkert ad grinast, nu byrja eg aftur fyrir fullt og allt!Af au-pair pulinu minu er ad fretta ad her er engin miskun! Andrew (sa 12 ara) fylltist aegilegum ofurmetnadi fyrir sveittum 7 dogum og hefur sett framan a herdar chicago bulls sem tydir tad ad her er aeft fyrir naesta korfubolta-try-out a naestu vertid aaaalla daga. En smaegdin a tessari fjolskyldu er natturulega engu lik, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93261567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/93261567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_20_archive.html#93261567' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-92429976</id><published>2003-04-11T14:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-11T14:49:58.090Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'> Eg lenti i lifshaettu a leid heim fra Costa Rica. Tegar vid millilentum a Miami tokst velinni med stael ad haug-molbrjota lendingarbunadinn, um leid og vid snertum jordina med afturloppunum vard alveg aegilegur hvellur og bommsa. ,,Hvad drapum vid nuna" hugsadi eg, tad var eins og vid hofdum valtrad yfir heilan straetisvagn. Svo snarstansadi velin a tveimur sentimetrum og um leid saum vid tvo </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/92429976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/92429976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92429976' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-92326580</id><published>2003-04-10T00:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-04-10T00:56:25.623Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maett!Godir timar framundan og ekki spurning um ad hefja blogg vertidina aftur.Eftir ad okkur var bodin vinna a hoteli a Costa Rica er metnadurinn fyrir fjolskyldu aformum eftir 2004 sturtad nidur, nu er malid ad koma ser a atvinnuskra naesta sumar. Krossforin til mid-ameriku stods undir vaentingum og endalaus gledi, hamingja og bruni. Fra fyrsta degi var eg stadradin i tvi ad leggja allan </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/92326580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/92326580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_04_06_archive.html#92326580' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90468455</id><published>2003-03-10T18:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-10T18:10:32.450Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Godir lesendur, blogg tetta aetlar ad leggjast i dvala i oradin tima, en takk fyrir lesturinn so far:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90468455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90468455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_09_archive.html#90468455' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90329269</id><published>2003-03-08T00:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-08T00:06:28.140Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Eiga buxurnar ad vera fyrir framan tunguna a skonum eda fyrir aftana taer, a hettan a peysunni ad koma undan ulpunni eda vera fyrir innan...,,Hildur, er eg ta ekki med krippu?" halftimi fer i ad greida ser, hvert har skipurlagt og tad ma ekki snetra eftir har-adgerd, ,,Tad verdur enginn skoli ef tessar buxur verda ekki hreinar a morgnun!". Allan tennan tima hef eg lifad i svo miklum miskylningi </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90329269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90329269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90329269' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90253407</id><published>2003-03-06T19:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-06T19:21:36.250Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gott folk...myndirnar af torrablotinu eru komnar fyrir ta sem vilja gaeast.... http://www.simnet.is/chicago/html/torri2003.htm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90253407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90253407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90253407' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90253148</id><published>2003-03-06T19:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-06T19:16:59.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gott folk...myndirnar af torrablotinu eru komnar fyrir ta sem vilja gaeast....http://www.simnet.is/chicago/html/torri2003.htm</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90253148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90253148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90253148' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90205112</id><published>2003-03-06T00:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-06T00:18:41.840Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Fadir minn, sem faeddur er a fyrrihluta seinustu aldar fagnar deginum i dag arinu eldri, til hamingju pabbi:)Hahaha...tetta finnst mer aegilega fyndid! Sko, herna i hverfinu eiga allir hunda og tar sem eg by i einu af 100 rikustu hverfum i Bandarikjunum er tetta adalega buisness folk. Morgunsarid herna er eins og skrudganga vegna fjolda folks sem tarf ad lata hundana sinna kalli natturunnar </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90205112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90205112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90205112' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90131382</id><published>2003-03-04T20:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-04T20:50:04.606Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gott folk, 18 dagar i sol og hita. Her er 5 stiga frost og snjor og snjoar enn!!!! Nu er madur bara rolegur, nu etur madur bara og er rolegur...ooooofsalega rolegur. Helgin var nu bara i huggulegri kantinum. A fostudaginn for eg uppi Gurnee til Gudnyjar, hittum fullt af folki a mexikonskum veitingastad og eyddum tar hellingstima. Eftir tad forum vid a Penigan west sem var nu alveg eitthvad nytt. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90131382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90131382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90131382' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-90131211</id><published>2003-03-04T20:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-03-04T20:47:15.700Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gott folk, 18 dagar i sol og hita. Her er 5 stiga frost og snjor og snjoar enn!!!!Nu er madur bara rolegur, nu etur madur bara og er rolegur...ooooofsalega rolegur. Helgin var nu bara i huggulegri kantinum. A fostudaginn for eg uppi Gurnee til Gudnyjar, hittum fullt af folki a mexikonskum veitingastad og eyddum tar hellingstima. Eftir tad forum vid a Penigan west sem var nu alveg eitthvad nytt</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90131211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/90131211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_03_02_archive.html#90131211' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89915193</id><published>2003-02-28T19:02:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-28T19:02:06.390Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Var ad koma heim ur regettubolta med Toru, tid sem ekki vitid um hvad malid snyst ta er tetta naestum eins og skvass. Lokadar inni buri og eigum ad hamra boltanum i vegginn med tennispada svo tvaelast fullt af reglum fyrir a medan. Tar hafid tid tad.Okey leikurinn er i rauninni ekki svo mikid mal, heldur er madur a hlaupum undan boltanum allan timann til tess ad tvaelast ekki fyrir hinum. Tad </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89915193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89915193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89915193' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89779474</id><published>2003-02-26T15:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-26T15:52:06.890Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nu er bara ragettubolti daginn inn og daginn ut,...eg er ordin very good...gat ekki stadist rimid. Talandi um rim! Eg rann svona i einum graenum yfir gomul blogg hja mer en ad tvi loknu sa eg ekki betur en eg aettti bara best heima a hagyrdingakveldi skagfirdinga! Gott mal, to eg kannski efist upp gaedi teirra staka sem um er ad raeda.En ur stokunum yfir i annad...Hvilik skelfing, tad er </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89779474'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89779474'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89779474' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89655460</id><published>2003-02-24T18:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-24T18:10:00.233Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okey, taka tvo!Fyrirparty hja Thoru klukkan 2. Eg og Gudny uti bud rett fyrir tad til ad tryggja okkur saemilegar byrgdir af songvatni. Tad var natturulega alveg stranglega bannad ad taka med ser sitt eigid buss a blotid en tad tyddi bara eitt: Askorun i ad smygla! Ekki vorum vid heppnari en tad ad tegar vid orkudum ad bilnum loksins med fangdi fullt saum vid billyklana liggja i framsaetinu i </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89655460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89655460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89655460' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89647854</id><published>2003-02-24T15:47:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-24T15:47:27.543Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>NNNNNNNEEEEEEEEEEEeeeeiiiiiiiiiiiiii anskotand ...........eg var buin ad skrifa alla torrablotssoguna ta turrkadist tad ur!oooooooooooooodjofulll.....jaeja skrifa hana aftur eftri pinu tima.....</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89647854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89647854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_23_archive.html#89647854' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89506415</id><published>2003-02-21T17:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-21T17:26:18.493Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Como estas!...nu standa yfir sveittir spaensku timar i umsja JessicuGeldi, gledi, gledi...segja ma ad tad se litid um hardlifi i voru jardlifi tessa dagana.Afrekaskra Hildar so far: Haett ad naga 8 neglur og tad alveg fyrir manudi sidan!!!!!!!!...Hahahahaha, geri pabbi betur:)                                    hmmm....jaeja meira er tad vist ekki.Frett aetlud lista-ahugamonnum:Skolinn </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89506415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89506415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89506415' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89400731</id><published>2003-02-20T01:15:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-20T01:15:15.326Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Vinir minir!Torrablot a laugardaginn, pikkadar upp klukkan 3. En tar sem tetta er Islendingaparty og tar af leidandi nakvaemlega ENGAR likur a ad verda ser til skammar aetlum vid Tora eg og Gudny ad skella upp fyrir sma partyii klukkan 12! Tetta verdur fjor en meira um tad seinna.          ,,Ekki aetla eg Bush ad bjoda,            Islendingablotid a.           Hann yrdi ser til skammar, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89400731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89400731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89400731' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89339932</id><published>2003-02-19T01:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-19T01:00:49.963Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Heyrdu! Eg for i landabrefabok i morgun og vard tad ljost ad ameriska torfan er svo stor ad likurnar a tvi ad ragetta eda annad fljugandi drasl fra Laden og hans felogum lendi a hausi Islendingsins Hildi A. Ingadottur eru hverfandi. Okey, lotto midar!!! Hvad hefur madur oft keypt lotto mida, likurnar a tvi ad eg fai 3 retta eru alveg bullandi og abyggilega allir sem eg tekki hafa 3 retta a sinum</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89339932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89339932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89339932' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-89256453</id><published>2003-02-17T19:52:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-17T19:52:25.216Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Amerika i dag!Tad er ekki komist hja otta! Helst vill madur bara fara heim i augnablikinu, tad ekkert vodalega huggulegt ad vita tad ad tad megi buast vid hrydjuverkum a naestu dogum. Vinkona min for i bio i gaer en i midri mynd var myndin truflud og rodd sem sagdi ,,verid kjurr i saetunum og hafid hljod". I togninni satu tau i 5 minutur og ENGINN vissi hvad var ad gerast og a stundu sem tessari</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89256453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/89256453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_16_archive.html#89256453' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88863083</id><published>2003-02-10T18:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-10T18:43:47.586Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>God helgi! Alein heima svo husid breyttist fljott i au-pair-athvarfid. En to eg hafi meira og minna stadid vid eldstonna ad steikja ofani mannskapinn var tetta glimmrandi helgi. Steikingahaefileikar minir sem eru natturlega komnir a eitthvad oskilgreinanlegt svid letu heldur ekki a ser standa enda komin med einkarett a ponnusafni Siegels fjolskyldunnar.Forum nidur i bae a laugardaginn og </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88863083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88863083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_09_archive.html#88863083' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88591674</id><published>2003-02-05T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-05T14:58:49.050Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>SUR STEMMING I AMERIKU:)Ur frettabrefi islendingafelagsins,,Farsaelda Fron"...,,Traditional Þorra-food, gravlax, hákarl, brennivín and cocktails will be served  and of course American food from My Chef.,,The Icelandic music group “Hjónabandið” will be flown in from the Westfjords of Iceland. Hjónabandið consists of Árni and Erna who are diary farmers at Vaðlar in  Önundarfjördur..."We </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88591674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88591674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88591674' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88501916</id><published>2003-02-04T00:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-04T00:53:07.540Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>,,Bandarískir embættismenn segja hugsanlegt að Bandaríkjaher sendi orrustuflugvélar og herskip til Japans..."segir mbl.isSolveig!! Tarna se eg sma glaetu a ad sitja i...Allavega af gamalli lifsreynslu ad daema fekk eg af og til ad sitja i flutningabifreidum milli Reykjavikur og Akureyrar fritt...tetta eru bara gamlir hermenn a eftirlaunum med derhufu sem sja um svona odyra flutninga og hafa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88501916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88501916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88501916' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88429301</id><published>2003-02-02T18:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-02-02T18:16:33.206Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OOOHhhhh....Olof, eg er svo glod...og hissa:))) TAkk oendanlega fyrir sterku molana og nammid, brefid og myndirnar. Tad var ekkert sma gaman ad fa tetta...svona ovaent:) Tid hjonaleysin erud ekkert sma myndarleg;)Shuttle tragedy...Allt her fjallar um atburdinn sem gerdist i gaermorgun, allt i halfa stong. Ja tetta er baedi  sorglegt og skelfilegt.Eg fretti a fostudaginn ad tad vaeri salsa </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88429301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88429301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_02_02_archive.html#88429301' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88345750</id><published>2003-01-31T21:12:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-31T21:12:28.280Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hahahaha...tetta er tileinkad vinkonu minni i Japan, dugnadarforki og metnadarkonu :))))Sunday, November 03, 2002  Jæja þá er ég komin með svona bloggarasíðu. Ég ætla að vera voðalega dugleg að skrifa. 2:14 AM Hahahaha....tu ert best:)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88345750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88345750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88345750' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88299341</id><published>2003-01-31T01:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-31T01:20:27.640Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Jaeja nu er timi fyrir stoku, madur hefur ekki rimad i langan tima:                                  Kuldrast eg her kalda Hildur,                                  medal annarra kana.                                  Tvi her er annad en vetur mildur,                                  viljid'ekki bara seakj'ana.AAaaaaahhhh...tessi var slopp, reyni aftur:                                   </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88299341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88299341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88299341' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-88175577</id><published>2003-01-28T21:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-28T21:16:25.513Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I gaer for eg i linudanstima! IIIhaaaaa:)Hvilik onnur eins snilld og hvilikur kennari. 65 ara feitlaginn kella, permanent med sofuhnakka, i rosottu pifupilsi, blarri puffermaskyrtu og hvitum kurekastigvelum:))))Hahahaha... eg segi nu bara ekki annad. Vid barnapiuflokkurinn hittumst alltaf einu sinni i manudi og ta er alltaf svona eitthvad pinu ponsu um ad vera. I seinasta manudi voru stelpurnar</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88175577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/88175577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_26_archive.html#88175577' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-87970294</id><published>2003-01-24T19:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-24T19:18:33.423Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>OLA folkid mitt!Eg veit ekki med ykkur en rett i tessu var eg ad leggja kaup a mida til COSTA RICA!!!!...HARIBBA:) Alveg hreint a glimmrandi tilbodsverdi, adeins 440$ sem er eitthvad minna en 40.000 heima!!!! Jaja bara illa farinn i lok mars, alveg i heila viku:) Eg er svo hamingjusom ad eg skoppa alveg um af gledi. Enda er kuldinn herna i Chicago alveg ad ganga fra okkur fyrirt fullt og allt -</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87970294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87970294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87970294' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-87822960</id><published>2003-01-22T04:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-22T04:32:43.483Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Domur minar og herrar.....Hildur hefur sed Skunkinn!! Ja og telst tetta til storfretta ad minni halfu. Mer er sagt ad teir lati nu ekki sja sig nema i skjoli naetur og ta hlaupi teir alveg eins og teir eigi lifid ad leysa a milli husasundanna. Ja...eg er nu ekki hissa a tvi...tetta er teirra bolvun, teir eru leysandi tennan otef daginn ut og daginn inn...teir audvitad hud-skammast  sin!!!. </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87822960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87822960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87822960' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-87741410</id><published>2003-01-20T19:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-20T19:35:33.146Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Opinberunnarbok Hildar 2 kapituli 3 vers: ,,Tad eru ekki til vandamal, tetta er vidfangsefni"... segir pabbi og hann lygur ekki!Eg hef her med akvedid ad vikja af vegi disko-ljosins og finnan mer einhvern annan lampa til ad fylgja. To disko ljosid hafi uppa margt ad bjoda fylgir tvi smatt letur sem lemur manni sart hausinn daginn eftir ad madur hyllti disko-ljosid hvad mest. Svo ad blessun </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87741410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87741410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87741410' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3919085.post-87729373</id><published>2003-01-20T14:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2003-01-20T14:58:08.456Z</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Marteinn Luther dagur i dag...gledilegan Matta dag!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87729373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3919085/posts/default/87729373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hilduriameriku.blogspot.com/2003_01_19_archive.html#87729373' title=''/><author><name>hildur</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01188975636777310620</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
