Back to work

The Verslunarmannahelgin is finally over, which is not a good thing. I really liked sleeping late and it was an added bonus that all the stores were closed as well over the weekend, although some were open on Saturday, but none of them were very interesting. But this meant that I could stay home and not having to go shopping and spend money, and I know those that know me will find this very peculiar indeed, since shopping and I go hand in hand.
I met with my good friends Margrét and Guðbjört on Saturday evening at when we had gotten the latest gossip off our chests we watched a few episodes of "Chewin' the fat" which are very cool scottish sketch shows.
On Sunday I went to my friends Hrafnhildur's house, since we were both showing withdrawl-syndrome from one another having spent a week together in Glasgow and not having seen each other since we got home.
And last but not least, my brother and his family invited us to a BBQ, Monday night, (with his very new Broil-King grill which he is very proud of) and it was D.E.L.I.S.I.O.U.S. !!!! (he got four !'s for it, not just three). Thanks a lot dear bro.