<?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-1813371038920677553</id><updated>2011-07-29T01:48:04.387-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lynn's Blog</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>69</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-7823771516494906423</id><published>2010-03-01T01:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T01:24:50.382-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sand, Snow, Sun, and Sand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHbb2wewI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8UdjIBhftA4/s1600-h/DSC02934.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHbb2wewI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8UdjIBhftA4/s200/DSC02934.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443593480011021058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHbGbNZDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yI8fbjPkNOQ/s1600-h/DSC02828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHbGbNZDI/AAAAAAAAAMg/yI8fbjPkNOQ/s200/DSC02828.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443593474258330674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHao23gJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WBtBkdualgk/s1600-h/DSC00287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHao23gJI/AAAAAAAAAMY/WBtBkdualgk/s200/DSC00287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443593466321272978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHaKOhpPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p_TBpGy9jFs/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHaKOhpPI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/p_TBpGy9jFs/s200/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443593458099004658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haven't blogged in a while, but have been to NYC for a week, back to Libya, to Malta for a long weekend, then back to Libya. Thus, my title for today. There's always lots of sand here, so snow in New York was a nice change of pace, and the beautiful island weather of Malta... perfect !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My job didn't work out, that's all I'll say for now. Just wasn't meant to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's a few pictures of NYC, snow covered, and Malta covered in sun. Enjoy !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lots of love from me to all of you, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-7823771516494906423?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7823771516494906423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=7823771516494906423' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7823771516494906423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7823771516494906423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/03/sand-snow-sun-and-sand.html' title='Sand, Snow, Sun, and Sand'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S4uHbb2wewI/AAAAAAAAAMo/8UdjIBhftA4/s72-c/DSC02934.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8991699863812679623</id><published>2010-02-14T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T07:24:28.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>NYC</title><content type='html'>Hi from NYC,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick and I are in NYC, escorting three Libyan gentlemen for some training here. This was a last minute assignment, totally unexpected, and therefore, a treat !! None of the gentlemen have ever been to the states, so we are enjoying seeing our incredible country through their eyes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Each time I visit NYC, I think of my fifth grade American History teaching days, and our study of immigration, and the "melting pot" aspect of America, the diversity that makes our country so unique. That diversity is evidenced on every street here in this amazing city. Our driver yesterday is from Egypt, and is now an American citizen. What a great person to welcome our Arabic speaking friends to this country! They received a lesson on the city in their native language. This morning, a gentleman from Ghana rode the elevator with us, and he shared his unique perspective on this country while we rode 38 floors down together. We will be here for this entire week, helping our friends in every way that we can. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As an update, I am now officially an employee of Rick's company, in the Communications Department. My role will be to write stories on the program in Libya, and interview employees who share their experiences. Hopefully, the English teacher role will be helpful !! So, for the next months, I will write, and write, and write. I'm sure I will begin to understand how each of my students feel when they are asked to redo, rewrite, and perfect their stories. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss each of you, so much, and appreciate you reading the blog. It's been good therapy for me, and I hope provides some insight into our life abroad, much love, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-8991699863812679623?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8991699863812679623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8991699863812679623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8991699863812679623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8991699863812679623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/nyc.html' title='NYC'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2915980254556331471</id><published>2010-02-02T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T01:03:56.988-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peace and Quiet ?</title><content type='html'>Hi to all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My unusual title today comes from the experience I am currently having here in Tripoli, our guesthouse is under construction ! The Libyan company that provides the accommodations is currently moving the dining room and kitchen from the roof of our building to the basement, and adding two suites to the roof. All of this has made for some noisy days for me, as I wait to hear about my job. Jack hammering, demolition, and lots of banging have been my norm for the past two weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I have applied to work for Rick's company in the Communications Department, as a writer. I will help with company newsletters, and anything in print that goes to the public and to the corporate office. My many years of teaching English has prepared me for this new job, and I look forward to being busier here. However, I am nervous about entering the corporate world, and feel somewhat inadequate. But, our God is full of surprises, and we just never know where He will lead, or what He will ask us to do. So even in the midst of the noise, I hear His voice whispering to me, "Be still and know that I am God." He is our peace that passes understanding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love to each of you,  I miss you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2915980254556331471?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2915980254556331471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2915980254556331471' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2915980254556331471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2915980254556331471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/02/peace-and-quiet.html' title='Peace and Quiet ?'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1426791722523309390</id><published>2010-01-27T01:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:33:03.502-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Proud Mom and Gramma</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHz-Z94rI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5O7vuksHG4/s1600-h/DSC02423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHz-Z94rI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5O7vuksHG4/s200/DSC02423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431349740115452594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHzYVQBAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5nr29_yxLv8/s1600-h/DSC02434.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHzYVQBAI/AAAAAAAAAMA/5nr29_yxLv8/s200/DSC02434.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431349729895121922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHzJewBMI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U4HvOKabolA/s1600-h/DSC02445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHzJewBMI/AAAAAAAAAL4/U4HvOKabolA/s200/DSC02445.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431349725908436162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wanted to share some photos taken at Christmas of my three children and their spouses, and my precious two year old grandson, Dylan, and his new baby sister, adorable Reese Anne Yarbrough, born December 3, 2009. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All six of my big kids make me proud each and every day. I thank God for blessing me with them, and for their unique talents and gifts, that bring so much joy into my life. It has been the most difficult part of our time here in Libya, being away from them, and the rest of our family and friends we love so much. But, each has continued to keep in touch, and to encourage and support Rick and me, in this very different season on our lives. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for being a "Gramma", well, there are just no adequate words to describe this wonderful new role I have had for the past two years. Dylan helps me slow down, and smell the roses, notice the tiny things he sees, and enjoy life, "in the moment". I'm so thankful for Reese also, and the opportunity to be the grandmother to a little girl this time around. Pure joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1426791722523309390?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1426791722523309390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1426791722523309390' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1426791722523309390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1426791722523309390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/proud-mom-and-gramma.html' title='Proud Mom and Gramma'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2AHz-Z94rI/AAAAAAAAAMI/q5O7vuksHG4/s72-c/DSC02423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2991222804920753693</id><published>2010-01-27T01:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T01:13:42.999-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Look Up!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2ADnNty91I/AAAAAAAAALw/a1H7rjIUEyY/s1600-h/DSC02530.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2ADnNty91I/AAAAAAAAALw/a1H7rjIUEyY/s200/DSC02530.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431345122840344402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2ADm4RaW0I/AAAAAAAAALo/p9PWpAWBF1k/s1600-h/SDC10047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2ADm4RaW0I/AAAAAAAAALo/p9PWpAWBF1k/s200/SDC10047.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431345117084146498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Family and Friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Some time ago, a dear friend of mine told me to "look up", instead of down, and this truth has comforted me so much as I have been apart from our home. God really does care, and is here with us, giving us hope in His good plans for our lives. As I flew back to Tripoli from the states, the clouds were magnificent, so much more amazing than I have ever noticed on my trips abroad. I thought of so many things, the people in my life who are now with God in heaven, the beauty of our world, and the loveliness of "looking up." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My love to each of you,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2991222804920753693?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2991222804920753693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2991222804920753693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2991222804920753693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2991222804920753693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/look-up.html' title='Look Up!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/S2ADnNty91I/AAAAAAAAALw/a1H7rjIUEyY/s72-c/DSC02530.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2035291792911035741</id><published>2010-01-22T09:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T09:35:28.363-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tripoli.......again</title><content type='html'>Hello family and friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have returned to Tripoli to join Rick for the spring, part two of our year here in Libya. Being at home for two and one half months, and spending time with each of you was wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I am suffering from jet lag, but I have to say, I got to see a camel on our trip back from the airport, a white camel !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's an observation about camels from a five year old: "Why do camels have hair on their humps?" Answer: " So the water won't freeze!"  Cute, huh?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, to close my first "spring" blog, keep those emails and prayers coming, we are sending our love to everyone, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2035291792911035741?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2035291792911035741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2035291792911035741' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2035291792911035741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2035291792911035741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/tripoliagain.html' title='Tripoli.......again'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2661119103059916012</id><published>2010-01-06T18:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:52:30.058-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Months in Texas</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been in The Woodlands since November 10. One friend recently told me that she missed reading my blog. Sweet of her, but frankly, I've felt no need to communicate using the blog, because I've had my cell phone, and the freedom to just pick it up and call when I was thinking of someone. Such a nice convenience I've often taken for granted, I'm sure. But now, I thought it was time for an update.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to make my long two month long story, short, I arrived to a storm here at home. My daughter in law had been hospitalized with high blood pressure, pregnancy related. She spent a week in the hospital, and was put on bedrest for the remainder of the pregnancy. I immediately began my intensive "Gramma" duties with my cute grandson, Dylan.  Now, I have a beautiful one month old granddaughter, Reese Anne Yarbrough, born December 3. Adorable!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my sweet, loving father in law, Chuck, went to heaven on November 18. We all miss him so very much, but are thankful that he didn't suffer, and is now reunited with his wife. Rick was able to come home for his dad's service, but then, after a week, went back to Libya, through Malta, to get his work visa renewed. Rick worked a week more in Libya, then he was able to spend three great weeks at home with all of us for the holidays. Tonight he begins his journey back to Libya for the spring. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In addition, I arrived to find a huge water problem in our 4 and a half year old townhouse, 25 feet of damage in the master bathroom and closet, mold everywhere!! What a mess we have had for the holidays, mold remediation, and demolition, followed by reconstruction. There were even workmen here on Christmas Eve morning. The bathroom is finally finished though, a builder defect, someone forgot to seal the seat in the shower!! I'm thankful we were able to get to the bottom of the problem, and get it fixed. Whew!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I actually thought I might come home and work at my old school, substituting, but God had other plans for my time here at home. For now, our life is in Libya. More blogs to come. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2661119103059916012?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2661119103059916012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2661119103059916012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2661119103059916012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2661119103059916012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2010/01/two-months-in-texas.html' title='Two Months in Texas'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1702202901381344424</id><published>2009-11-07T09:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T09:30:53.107-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Libya's Top Ten-According to me,anyway</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Top Ten Things I Like About Libya&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here goes, in no particular order, except for the first one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. Being here with Rick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. Beautiful, unique, blue color of the Mediterranean Sea&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. Camels&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. Libyan Soup and the delicious, pita-style bread to go with it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5. Christ the King Anglican Church's choir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6.A tree with lovely orange and yellow flowers, don't know the name&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7.Two dinar movies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8.Marcus Aurelius Restaurant&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;9.Friendly people I've met here&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10.Close proximity to Europe, and other cool places to visit&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, so those aren't in any order except for the fact that I've been very thankful to have been able to share this with Rick, and see what he sees. Now, it's time for me to go home, back to Texas, to be a part of the lives of so many that we love. Seems right for me to go now, even though I'm sad to leave Rick here. God has a plan, and we are trusting Him with the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So good bye for now, I'll blog from Texas next, love to all, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1702202901381344424?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1702202901381344424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1702202901381344424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1702202901381344424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1702202901381344424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/11/libyas-top-ten-according-to-meanyway.html' title='Libya&apos;s Top Ten-According to me,anyway'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6868424473369454679</id><published>2009-10-25T23:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:54:46.172-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Activities in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>Hello to all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't written much about Libya lately due to our trip news, so I will attempt to catch you up on some Tripoli happenings. I was invited to a baby shower for the sister of one of our drivers, Sala. Words can't describe the magnitude of one of these all female parties. The party was hosted by the grandmother, who greeted us warmly and seated us. It is a very nice honor to be invited to a Libyan party, since family is so important here. Incense was burning, small, very dressed up, children were running around a large banquet hall, and music was playing, very loudly. Now and then you could hear one of the older women make a loud "lalalalalala" noise, similar to yodeling, very high pitched to express their joy over the occasion. It happened many times throughout the evening, and always caught me off guard when I heard it. A very unusual sound, and the older ladies take great delight in making it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much later, the new mom enters the room, like the grand entrance of a queen, and her outfit is so ornate, covered in sequins,  amazing gold jewelry, make up beyond words. She walks around the entire room with the infant who was in a beautiful blanket. Everyone exclaims over the baby, and most importantly, slips money under the baby's blanket. Women are not required to cover themselves when men aren't around, and they take advantage of this to show off their beautiful clothes, makeup, and jewelry. Dancing is very important too, and the Libyan women encouraged us to get up and dance with them. Embarrassing, but they appreciated the effort. We tried to leave at 10:30, thinking the party was winding down, but the grandmother walked over and pointed to our chairs, then motioned for us to "eat!" A huge meal came out, at 11:00pm! These late hours are the Libyan way, I have discovered. Anyway, it was an experience I'll never forget.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A week ago, one of our canasta friends took two of us to the pottery town, Gherian. Gherian is in the mountains, about an hour away. The terrain is quite different from that of Tripoli, and I enjoyed the change. Before we arrived at the pottery stands, we stopped to see the Troglodyte house, which is an underground house, over 350 years old. Apparently, this type of home was guite common, and there are still some inhabited ones in the area. The one we looked at had a large living room in the middle, open to the sky, and eight large bedrooms off of the center room. A young man was there to show us around, and said it was his family's home for many years, and that his dad was born in one of the rooms. He offered us hot tea, the sweet Libyan green tea, boiled, and poured to create foam on top, very good. Then we shopped at the pottery stalls, one after the next, along the road. A fun day for me, so interesting and different. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just wanted to share two of the events I've been a part of here. I'm thankful for the hospitality and friendliness of so many that I have met. This will be forever a life lesson for me, to always open my heart and home and welcome those that God places in my life. Much love to all of you, dear family and friends, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6868424473369454679?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6868424473369454679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6868424473369454679' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6868424473369454679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6868424473369454679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/activities-in-tripoli.html' title='Activities in Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2544846754758236235</id><published>2009-10-21T07:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T10:57:15.898-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rome, Incredible Rome</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRDPJ8fTI/AAAAAAAAALc/Wb6MgZa5ciE/s1600-h/DSC02216.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRDPJ8fTI/AAAAAAAAALc/Wb6MgZa5ciE/s200/DSC02216.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396597738290576690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRC1znA_I/AAAAAAAAALU/jSSPSgVxTvM/s1600-h/DSC02070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRC1znA_I/AAAAAAAAALU/jSSPSgVxTvM/s200/DSC02070.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396597731486008306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRCl8zMZI/AAAAAAAAALM/G_zRf-6ODM4/s1600-h/DSC01980.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRCl8zMZI/AAAAAAAAALM/G_zRf-6ODM4/s200/DSC01980.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396597727229587858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRCU7d9NI/AAAAAAAAALE/v-switW4bqM/s1600-h/DSC01925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRCU7d9NI/AAAAAAAAALE/v-switW4bqM/s200/DSC01925.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396597722660598994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hello to all,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; I'm reflecting back on our trip to Italy today, thinking about how to describe part three, the city of Rome. Unforgettable, is all I can say. Many here in Libya have been to Rome, and all have liked it. I guess one of the most amazing things to me was seeing ancient sights like the Coliseum right in the middle of a neighborhood. Vatican City had cute little restaurants and shopping all around it, as well as the busy city bustling all around in every direction, buses, taxis, lots of traffic and the pedestrians. Somehow I expected that these famous sights would be set apart somewhere, but not at all. They are only a part of the huge city. Well, the pedestrians rule the roost in Rome, no cars can compare with the crowds crossing the streets. Huge crowds, all going somewhere important. Kind of scary watching people head out in front of the cars, we did it too, you have to be bold and decisive. Anyway, so many impressions of the city, history, excitement, graffiti everywhere, on so many places you wouldn't expect to see it, restaurants, stylish people, and the shopping, and crowds. We were in crowds on the streets, in the piazzas, on the metro, in buses, you get the picture. Crowded !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Anyway, I'm glad we went to Rome. My favorite part,besides sharing it with Anne and Ryan, the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel, stunningly beautiful. Now, I know what art really is, a gift from God. Pictures don't do it justice, love to all, Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2544846754758236235?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2544846754758236235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2544846754758236235' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2544846754758236235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2544846754758236235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/rome-incredible-rome.html' title='Rome, Incredible Rome'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SuSRDPJ8fTI/AAAAAAAAALc/Wb6MgZa5ciE/s72-c/DSC02216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-7555336114084470639</id><published>2009-10-16T06:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T01:14:56.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Italy- The Island of Elba</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hi,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I'm back with part two of our great trip to Italy, the wonderful little Island of Elba. So, as we were trying to plan our vacation with Anne and Ryan, Rick and I thought it would be fun and different to experience one of the islands off of the western coast of Italy. We started investigating Sardinia, but found it too far, requiring an overnight boat trip, which we didn't want to do. So, we rented an apartment for two nights on a tiny dot of an island, Elba, in the small village of Rio Marino. It required the trains and a ferry to get to, but we finally arrived on Tuesday evening, and waited for the contact person to arrive at the ferry to get us. Finally, here he comes, on foot, speaking very little English, but friendly and welcoming. Our apt. was in a neighborhood near the ferry so we loaded up with our backpacks and off the four of us went, following him, twisting and turning uphill to our very Italian apt. The town apparently shuts down after September 15, which we definitely didn't know, so it was like a ghost town, very quiet, and we stuck out like a sore thumb in this little village where everyone knows everyone. The restaurant was open though, and we had the best pizza, and seafood that night, one of the most delicious meals of our whole trip. Not more than 6 of us in the entire restaurant, so the waitress watched us all throughout the meal. Very funny experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;The next morning we were all determined to see the island, but couldn't get any information on the bus schedule. However,  we left the apartment with a firm plan to see and do whatever we could, just not in Rio Marino !! Ryan saw the bus coming, so all four of us ran to catch it, thank goodness I have been working out. Our bus driver tried to tell us how much to pay in Italian, and after the 4 ladies already on the bus gestured and excitedly tried to explain, so we could continue, Rick got four tickets and we were off. Keep in mind we had no idea how we would get back! No matter, none of us wanted to spend all day in our apt. As it turned out, the 30 minute bus drive to the busiest city on the island was beautiful, and we were now in a town with shopping, beaches, restaurants, and all was well. Anne,Ryan, and Rick actually got to swim in the Mediterranean Sea! We enjoyed our day there, and actually found a bus back, had another great meal, with cute young waitresses who died laughing when they found out we were from Texas !! "Oh, Texas!" they would say, then they would laugh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So our Elba Experience was truly an interesting change of pace, unexpected; one of those "serendipity" moments, love to all, Lynn  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82208884@N00/sets/72157622602181656/"&gt;Elba Photo Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-7555336114084470639?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7555336114084470639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=7555336114084470639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7555336114084470639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7555336114084470639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/more-italy-island-of-elba.html' title='More Italy- The Island of Elba'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6623074409913620719</id><published>2009-10-13T23:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T11:28:24.495-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Italy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hello to everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;I missed blogging during my week stay in Italy, no internet in any of our Italian apartments. So, this week I'll try to catch up, and share with you some of the highlights of the trip. Most importantly, we'll post some pictures for you to enjoy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82208884@N00/sets/72157622585496278/"&gt;Cinque Terra Photo Album&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;For me, the highlight of the trip was sharing all of it with our wonderful daughter Anne, and her husband Ryan, my very favorite son in law !! I think the fact that we were together, and had two more sets of eyes and ears made everything very special. Anne has that incredible enthusiasm and energy that added the element of fun to our experience, and Ryan has the photographer's perspective, which encouraged each of us to stop and look at what he saw, noticing all of  those small things we wouldn't have seen otherwise. So, to be in Italy with them was a blessing, and I am so thankful that they were able to come and be with us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We began in Rome, then very early the next morning, got on a train which took us four hours up the western coast of Italy to Cinque Terre. The train itself is an interesting experience, all of the  interesting people who get on and off, and the towns we saw along the way. Italy is beautiful, and green, always so good for my soul, after living here in the desert. So, we arrived in Cinque Terre on Sunday, loaded with our backpacks. Yes, I carried my own backpack, kind of challenging to pack that light!! The apartment in Vernazza overlooked the most beautiful scenic harbor, and village square, busy, noisy and unique. Our balcony gave us a view of the locals drinking coffee in the restaurant right below us, yelling good morning across the square to their friends, and preparing to feed the many people that would visit that day. No cars are allowed in Vernazza, so every morning, very early, trucks are "let in" only to deliver goods, and pick up the trash. Cinque Terre is made up of five villages along the coast, which have now been made into a national park to preserve them. There is a hiking trail, which gives visitors the option of hiking between the five villages. We began our second day, by taking the train to the first town, Riomaggiore, and walked all around that wonderful little village, then began the hike to the next village.  And on we went to four of the five villages, with our apartment in Vernazza being our destination. Wisely, we took the train to the last village. What incredible, gorgeous views we enjoyed along the way. Each town was so picturesque, all like storybook villages, colorful tall houses sitting on the sides of hills, boats, flowers, lovely people and food. I recommend Cinque Terre to everyone, a great start to our week in Italy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;More on Italy during the week, and pictures too. I'm sending my love to family and friends. Miss you all! Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6623074409913620719?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6623074409913620719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6623074409913620719' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6623074409913620719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6623074409913620719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/10/italy.html' title='Italy'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-859021299719957879</id><published>2009-09-30T11:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T11:32:03.031-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82208884@N00/sets/72157622364325783/"&gt;Paris Photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hello to my dear family and friends,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As promised, here is photo album #2, of our great trip to Paris. Rick took over 600 pictures, so it's very hard to choose! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-859021299719957879?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/859021299719957879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=859021299719957879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/859021299719957879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/859021299719957879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/more-paris.html' title='More Paris'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6473702210000060821</id><published>2009-09-28T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T07:56:30.174-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Canasta Anyone?</title><content type='html'>Hello All,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I admit to being a little "down" this week, after returning to the desert from the lovely city of Paris. So, the therapy is always to count my blessings, and remember that there are many wonderful people in my life, and much to look forward to . Rick is doing so very well here, and I am very thankful for his job, and the fact that he likes the challenges that are before him each day. After the former busyness of my life as a teacher, this slow pace is hard, and I struggle with the quiet of some days here. So, each opportunity to get out, and meet new ladies is wonderful. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have learned to play the "real" game of Canasta, and the group of women I play cards with is very multicultural. Some have experienced many overseas assignments, and they say Libya is the hardest of all. I believe the restrictions placed on us as women here contribute to this perception, the challenging language barrier, the lack of  freedom to drive, or get out on our own, and the tremendous cultural differences, all play a part in the opinion that this is indeed a tough assignment. It helps to share with each other, to listen and laugh together. Every one is trying to make the best of things here, and reach out. This becomes essential if you live overseas, you no longer have the luxury of staying to yourself, the need for community is too overwhelming and important. Canasta is only our "excuse" to get together once a week, a lifeline. And, I am so thankful for it !! Sending love to one and all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PS More Paris Albums later, promise ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6473702210000060821?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6473702210000060821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6473702210000060821' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6473702210000060821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6473702210000060821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/canasta-anyone.html' title='Canasta Anyone?'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6960289559122278923</id><published>2009-09-26T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T05:32:52.274-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris Photo Album #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/82208884@N00/sets/72157622457871794/"&gt;Paris Photo Album&lt;/a&gt; # 1&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ok, I have no idea how Rick just created this first Flickr album, but here it is. We walked to the Luxembourg Palace, and found the most beautiful gardens as well. I think some of our most memorable moments happened just like that, quite by accident, we would discover the most gorgeous places. I remember reading that Paris is all about its sweeping boulevards and intimate lanes, a very good way to describe what we experienced there. Huge overwhelming views of the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe, and the Seine, then to contrast, a simple vine covered, very French home, its balcony full of flowers. Enjoy! There will be more to come. Love to all, Lynn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6960289559122278923?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6960289559122278923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6960289559122278923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6960289559122278923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6960289559122278923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/paris-photo-album-1.html' title='Paris Photo Album #1'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8616742529072538987</id><published>2009-09-24T07:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T07:54:20.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on Paris</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH9wkF_tI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rRTuAT-Fec0/s1600-h/DSC01370.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH9wkF_tI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rRTuAT-Fec0/s200/DSC01370.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385047274529619666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH9Z-1wWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dj9uNyQAjyo/s1600-h/DSC01364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH9Z-1wWI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/dj9uNyQAjyo/s200/DSC01364.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385047268467786082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH88jb6BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gpb_XVvMWZo/s1600-h/DSC01403.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH88jb6BI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Gpb_XVvMWZo/s200/DSC01403.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385047260568217618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick is really showing me up on the blog right now. I promise I will improve when I return to my slower paced life in Tripoli this week, and I can finally process this past week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;French people are wonderful, I think, very full of life, and most seem appreciative of this extraordinary city they live in. Espresso coffee to die for, pastries which can put pounds on you just by looking at them, lovely restaurants, like Le Poulbot, where Rick and I ate last night, so tiny, yet the food was absolutely delicious. There are restaurants like that everywhere you look. We have walked through the most incredible little parks, and gardens artistically planted. I love the open fruit stands on every street, and the women dressed from very casual to "tres chic",all with scarves around their necks, and interesting shoes. Everywhere are couples kissing, and romance. It has been an experience I will always remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So my dear family and friends, au revoir for now, love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-8616742529072538987?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8616742529072538987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8616742529072538987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8616742529072538987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8616742529072538987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/thoughts-on-paris.html' title='Thoughts on Paris'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SruH9wkF_tI/AAAAAAAAAKA/rRTuAT-Fec0/s72-c/DSC01370.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-5430185118091332854</id><published>2009-09-21T12:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T12:26:59.032-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTan_FeOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cyV7YL9nOCk/s1600-h/DSC00917.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTan_FeOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cyV7YL9nOCk/s200/DSC00917.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004333908359394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTaYVcVDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M88H1xzHNvU/s1600-h/DSC00954.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTaYVcVDI/AAAAAAAAAJg/M88H1xzHNvU/s200/DSC00954.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004329707164722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTZiKg4nI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3VPFkA7FOoM/s1600-h/DSC00864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTZiKg4nI/AAAAAAAAAJY/3VPFkA7FOoM/s200/DSC00864.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004315165811314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTZaG5oII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gsi5RQXiGR4/s1600-h/DSC00810.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTZaG5oII/AAAAAAAAAJQ/gsi5RQXiGR4/s200/DSC00810.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384004313003171970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--StartFragment--&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi from Paris,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We’ve had some internet difficulties since we arrived on Friday, so this is my first blog from Paris. Wow, is all I can say!! This beautiful city has surpassed all of my expectations. I love the pastries , musicians, flowers, and excellent small local restaurants. First we visited the incredible Sacre Coeur Cathedral, which overlooks the entire city.  A band from Mexico entertained the crowds near the cathedral,  playing La Bamba!  Rick wanted me to climb up the stairs to the dome with him. Most of you who know me, know that I really struggle with heights. It was scary. I did get a kick out of all of the gargoyles on the outside of the churches whose faces reflect how I’m feeling when I climb way up high with my fearless husband!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;On Saturday, we ventured into the city to walk down Champs d’Elysees, definitely the most gorgeous street I have ever strolled down.  You could definitely shop until you dropped, even a Starbucks, the largest one I have ever seen. We enjoyed seeing the Arc de Triomphe and the Eiffel Tour too.What a day! Rick snapped pictures and more pictures. I made him delete a few of me !! I studied French in High School and it’s been such fun, and frustrating too, for me to try and put together the vocabulary that I remember from so long ago . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Yesterday we took the metro to Ile de la Cite and saw Sainte Chapelle and Notre Dame.  Just when I think I have seen the most gorgeous, memorable cathedral, there are two more! There are really no words adequate to describe these two amazing structures. It’s impossible to wrap my mind around the artistic gifts that some people have, statues, paintings, tapestries, all are incredible examples of God given talents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Today, the Louvre !! Rick and I literally walked our feet off, trying to see as many of the exhibits as we could before we got too exhausted to enjoy it. The Louvre is beyond description, Mona Lisa and Venus de Milo, were only two of so many amazing works of art. Now I understand what my daughter and my mother tried to tell me, and were unable, as I am, to find the right words.  So friends, I am blessed to be in this wonderful city with my sweet husband, celebrating our 33 years of marriage! Pictures to come later, much love to all, Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;!--EndFragment--&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-5430185118091332854?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5430185118091332854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=5430185118091332854' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5430185118091332854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5430185118091332854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/hi-from-paris-weve-had-some-internet.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SrfTan_FeOI/AAAAAAAAAJo/cyV7YL9nOCk/s72-c/DSC00917.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2595963334053692650</id><published>2009-09-17T00:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T01:10:00.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iftar at the Ambassador's Residence</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Very fascinating evening at the residence of "His Excellency Gene Cretz,  the Ambassador of  the United States of America", full title he was referred to as last night. The Iftar celebrates the end of the fast every day, and follows a time of prayer each evening. Fast is broken traditionally with milk and dates first, then prayer follows for every Muslim, then a large meal after that. The Ambassador spoke first, in English, then in Arabic for all of the Libyan guests, then an older Libyan man spoke, fluently in English, then a recording of President Obama was played !! Every speaker repeated the desire that Americans and Libyans learn to understand one another, and respect each other. It was truly a once in a lifetime experience for me. Rick recorded the recitation of a portion of the Quran, sung by a young man with a beautiful voice, and we did take some pictures, so we'll post those at a later date. Rick had his picture taken with the ambassador also, exciting !! Another late night as the end of Ramadan is approaching. They have two more days of fasting, and at sundown tomorrow, Ramadan will be over !! Every Libyan is looking forward to the Eid celebration which begins on Saturday. Rick and I will, however, be enjoying our week in Paris, so I will try to blog while I am there. Much love to each of you, I miss you, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2595963334053692650?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2595963334053692650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2595963334053692650' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2595963334053692650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2595963334053692650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/iftar-at-ambassadors-residence.html' title='Iftar at the Ambassador&apos;s Residence'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-9213513714159092488</id><published>2009-09-15T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T05:40:22.037-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking Fast Celebration and American Embassy</title><content type='html'>Hello from Libya,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight, I will be attending the "breaking fast" evening meal at the home of a Libyan man who works for Rick's company. I was invited by a friend who lives at the guesthouse with us. She actually works with this gentleman who has included us in his family's meal. I am excited to have this experience, and look forward to telling more about it in a future blog. Ramadan is drawing to a close, on Saturday, then three days of celebrating, feasting and gift giving will begin, called Eid. The entire country will be on holiday, and many expats will leave and take this opportunity to travel. Rick and I are going to Paris, our first trip to France. We can't wait until Friday !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow night we have another treat, an invitation to the residence of the American Ambassador for an "Iftar to celebrate the Holy Month of Ramadan". The Iftar will be followed by a buffet reception. A young couple who goes to our church invited us.  I have no idea what to expect, so I'll let you know about this in a later blog. Of course, if I can take pictures I will, but pictures are often not allowed because of the customs with regards to women. Anyway, just wanted to share my upcoming "social" life. My love to each of you, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-9213513714159092488?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9213513714159092488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=9213513714159092488' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9213513714159092488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9213513714159092488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/breaking-fast-celebration-and-american.html' title='Breaking Fast Celebration and American Embassy'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-124705382949643528</id><published>2009-09-12T01:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-12T01:30:52.757-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Night in Green Square</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbU0QrrrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Vjbzu_WGW-s/s1600-h/DSC00743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbU0QrrrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Vjbzu_WGW-s/s200/DSC00743.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380494593008316082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbTr-0pqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Xhu1-CNdz7Y/s1600-h/DSC00740.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbTr-0pqI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Xhu1-CNdz7Y/s200/DSC00740.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380494573606053538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbTJbkYVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qLQa_CX269E/s1600-h/DSC00735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbTJbkYVI/AAAAAAAAAI4/qLQa_CX269E/s200/DSC00735.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380494564331381074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbSgvY1gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gksaDGkDNaI/s1600-h/DSC00750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbSgvY1gI/AAAAAAAAAIw/gksaDGkDNaI/s200/DSC00750.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5380494553408656898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last night, Rick and I experienced downtown Tripoli on a Friday night. Unbelievable ! We were told that many of the shops would not be open until around 10:00PM, and they were right. Incredible numbers of people out with their children, coffee shops are open, and all of the lights were lit up, just like Christmas in the states. Rick is going to post a video of all the "action" on his blog trip2tripoli.blogspot.com. Our driver even had some great American music on in the background too. We were with our friends from San Antonio, Juan and Gloria. Such a cute, fun, couple that God Himself has given us to pal around with. We are so thankful for this new friendship, and the joy it brings us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Libyan people have one more week of Ramadan, then the fast will break with a three day celebration, feasting, and parties, very similar to our Christmas season. One of my driver friends says everyone gets new clothes for the occasion, so this week people will be out in droves preparing for that. The end of Ramadan coincides with the end of the lunar cycle. We took some great pictures of the downtown are, enjoyed one of the local coffee bars, and a great cappuccino, and bought a few things at a local shop, including a rug made by Libyan women in Mizrata. It has my favorite, camels, on it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are a few of my favorite photos from our Friday night adventure. Miss you all, and love each of you so very much, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-124705382949643528?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/124705382949643528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=124705382949643528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/124705382949643528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/124705382949643528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-night-in-green-square.html' title='Friday Night in Green Square'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqtbU0QrrrI/AAAAAAAAAJI/Vjbzu_WGW-s/s72-c/DSC00743.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3055230658522663532</id><published>2009-09-09T08:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T08:54:07.103-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rain in Libya!!</title><content type='html'>Hi All,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today it is rainy in Tripoli, first rain I've seen since I arrived. I really couldn't believe my eyes when the drops began to fall. Every day has been exactly the same here, sunny and dry. Today, the sky is grey, lots of clouds and rain. Such a nice change ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really excited to see what the palm trees look like without their usual layer of dust, it'll probably look a lot greener around here tomorrow. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A couple of oddities, the toilet tissue is awful, some would say it is similar to crepe paper. I agree. Enough about that. I have found just one thing that I can't tolerate here, the meat markets. All have heads hanging in the windows to let everyone know what is fresh that day. Yuk! OK, I've had my say about those two things, you won't hear about them again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well with each of you, I miss you all and send my love all the way across the ocean, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3055230658522663532?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3055230658522663532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3055230658522663532' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3055230658522663532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3055230658522663532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/rain-in-libya.html' title='Rain in Libya!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1068003032260636706</id><published>2009-09-06T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T08:58:15.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Church and the Choir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqUtLvr_QJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HMyr2-qp2Ms/s1600-h/DSC00687.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqUtLvr_QJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HMyr2-qp2Ms/s200/DSC00687.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378755009766703250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As promised, I am  posting a picture of our church here in Tripoli, Church of Christ the King, an Anglican Episcopal church. I have mentioned the choir several times, so Rick and I took a very quiet video during their song this past Friday morning. It was a beautiful song called "Hold Me Close". The man I love to watch is on the far left of the video, that smile lights up the whole room!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, one picture of the outside of the church, very old, Spanish architecture. We listened to a sermon on doubt, and how to deal with doubt. Trusting God is so hard to do, and I pray for the strength to trust Him every day that we are here. He does have good plans for each of us, "plans to give us hope and a future." I'm so thankful that we have a church family here to worship with each week. Wanted to share them with you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Also, on Friday night, we attended another company party. Due to Ramadan, and the breaking of the daily fast which occurs between 7:30 and 8:00, then the hour of prayer which follows, the party did not begin until 9:30, and we rolled into bed at 1:30 AM. I felt like I was in college again keeping late hours. We had a lot of fun, there was a group of musicians who played instruments, and danced, actually twirled around and around. One got so dizzy, he fell to the ground !! On the way home, we got into the worst traffic nightmare. All of Libya it seemed was shopping at 1:00 AM, and the streets were packed. We're talking tiny babies to older people were out, just like it was the middle of the day. I've never seen so many people. Day becomes night here during Ramadan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;My love to each of you, Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-18c83d13789ec6ee" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18c83d13789ec6ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CC13C15E99831D89FACB4E114D31DC4B5A3D2E3.6CE6E3EDE570D60CE36F7E78F988AAE5A2ED6E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18c83d13789ec6ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrzEex09IFI4FoN0GLwr5I_McMDA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v3.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D18c83d13789ec6ee%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2CC13C15E99831D89FACB4E114D31DC4B5A3D2E3.6CE6E3EDE570D60CE36F7E78F988AAE5A2ED6E77%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D18c83d13789ec6ee%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrzEex09IFI4FoN0GLwr5I_McMDA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1068003032260636706?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=18c83d13789ec6ee&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1068003032260636706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1068003032260636706' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1068003032260636706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1068003032260636706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/church-and-choir.html' title='Church and the Choir'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SqUtLvr_QJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/HMyr2-qp2Ms/s72-c/DSC00687.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3132280929889993017</id><published>2009-09-04T00:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:51:21.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I haven't blogged in a few days, sort of a weird week with the holidays, etc. I did have an interview at the American School of Tripoli on Wednesday. I enjoyed seeing the school, housed in two villas with the elementary campus in small buildings on the side. My teaching buddies from home would have loved the experience as I did. I would very much like to tutor or volunteer while I am here. Most of you know that I love spending time with children of all ages, and am so used to getting up every morning and going to school. My heart will always be with children, and teaching in some capacity. The director of the school is from California, and has helped the school grow from 30 kids to 150, from preschool to high school. It was an interesting experience, and we'll see where God takes me from here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I had a great time yesterday with 5 other ladies at a luncheon, the largest group we have had so far.  It's fascinating to sit with ladies from all over the world, and have conversations about where they have lived, and of course, their families. Women seem to always gravitate to talking about their children, and grandchildren. Each is feeling much the same as I do, happy to be here with their husband, needing to share in this experience, but missing home, family, and friends so very much. We all need one another, and the sharing. I am thankful that others are here, and that God has provided them for me, during our stay in Tripoli. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today we are off to church, to lunch, playing cards at Guesthouse 2, and a late party tonight hosted by our partner company. I'll take pictures of our church today to post. All my love, sweet family and friends, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3132280929889993017?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3132280929889993017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3132280929889993017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3132280929889993017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3132280929889993017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/09/friday-in-tripoli.html' title='Friday in Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3526002398009912524</id><published>2009-08-31T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T08:17:19.291-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Decorated Tripoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Spvnf5Mg79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gtp1OZFQsw/s1600-h/DSC00638.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Spvnf5Mg79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gtp1OZFQsw/s200/DSC00638.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376145115312091090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SpvnfYPlB0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/uRuyWnq7g-I/s1600-h/DSC00641.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SpvnfYPlB0I/AAAAAAAAAIY/uRuyWnq7g-I/s200/DSC00641.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376145106466572098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Spvne75QcCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zHhOZbOOku4/s1600-h/DSC00634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Spvne75QcCI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/zHhOZbOOku4/s200/DSC00634.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376145098856755234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick and I have spent an enjoyable Monday together as he received an unexpected holiday today in addition to his one tomorrow for the September 1st Celebration. The pictures show some of the decorations which make Tripoli look so festive. The mosque is lit green at night, and the other two pictures show Guesthouses 1 and 2. Ours is on the right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are watching fireworks tonight from the roof of Guesthouse 2. Their view of the downtown area is better than ours. Some are walking into the city tomorrow for the festivities, but Rick and I have decided not to go since the crowds will be tremendous. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I wanted all of you to see what we are seeing, wish I could bring you here to spend some time with us !! I miss you all, and am sending my love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3526002398009912524?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3526002398009912524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3526002398009912524' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3526002398009912524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3526002398009912524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/decorated-tripoli.html' title='Decorated Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Spvnf5Mg79I/AAAAAAAAAIg/-Gtp1OZFQsw/s72-c/DSC00638.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-4706462894374582904</id><published>2009-08-28T07:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T07:56:29.745-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday(I mean Sunday) in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>Great church service today, our Canadian pastor was back from his two month leave!! Even though the Egyptian associate pastor is very nice, it is so hard to understand him with his thick accent. But today, we heard every word of the sermon from James about trials. Probably a great sermon to preach to a group of people living in Tripoli, Africa! My favorite moment was when a tiny, little boy from Nigeria walked up during the service and reached out for my hand. He unashamedly stood very close to me, and I patted his soft hair while he ate his cookie. I'm not sure where his mother was, but he was in the care of another lady who had a tiny baby also. Anyway, I thought to myself, how sweet, and this is how we should all greet each other at church, with love and acceptance. What a beautiful picture of the love Jesus has for each of us !&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I am writing, the call to prayer is sounding. Ramadan is well underway now, the Muslim people have been fasting and praying from sunup to sundown every day for a whole week. You can almost hear the sigh of relief when the sun goes down and they can "break fast". The city is very decorated right now also, in anticipation of the September 1 celebration. Flags all over the building, banners everywhere, and decorations which will be lit on most lamp posts downtown. It is really going to be quite a day, the 4oth year celebration of their independence, and 10th year of their being a part of the African Union. Many dignitaries will speak, and millions will be in the city for parades and fireworks. Rick's company doesn't encourage us to attend, just because of the masses of people who will be there, so we plan to set up on one of the roofs to see the fireworks that night. It will be a holiday for Rick, so that part is to be celebrated for sure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope each of you is well, and that God is giving you His peace. Please let me know how I may pray for you while I am here, love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-4706462894374582904?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4706462894374582904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=4706462894374582904' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4706462894374582904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4706462894374582904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/fridayi-mean-sunday-in-tripoli.html' title='Friday(I mean Sunday) in Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-861996756132067991</id><published>2009-08-26T11:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:24:10.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One(Again)</title><content type='html'>Hello Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have terrible jet lag today, but am determined to stay up until a reasonable time. If my blog doesn't make sense, you'll know why ! Well, Libya is still here, and I'm back. Rick met me at the airport, and all of my bags made it. What a nightmare loading a 52 pound suitcase, I called it "The Beast", onto a cart to put it through the "security". I've never seen anyone monitoring the screen, but OK, I'll follow the rules. One big benefit of traveling without my husband, the only one, I was waved to the front of a big line of men in passport control. The man checking my passport asked where I was from and when I answered, Texas, his face lit up, and he replied, "Texas! Beautiful!" I agree!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Two thoughts for today, comfortable and familiar. Ever thought about how wonderful it is to look around you, either at your home, or in your community, and see so many familiar places and people? And, how awesome it is to feel truly comfortable? Well, these two feelings are not to be taken for granted! Being home was wonderful, and I enjoyed the month I spent there so very much. I felt so comfortable in the familiar surroundings, and soaked in time with family and friends. Now, even though not much is comfortable or familiar, Rick and I are experiencing it together, which in itself, is what it's all about, having someone you love to share life with, no matter where God sends you. All my love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-861996756132067991?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/861996756132067991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=861996756132067991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/861996756132067991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/861996756132067991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/day-oneagain.html' title='Day One(Again)'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3824634979905241361</id><published>2009-08-24T09:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T09:31:56.335-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going Back to Libya, and to Rick !!</title><content type='html'>Dear Friends and Family,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today at 4:25, I return to my sweet husband, and to our home in Libya. It has been sheer joy for me to see so many of you, and to soak in the family and friend time that God gave to me while I've been here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you for taking the time to call me, spend your precious time with me, for all of the lovely lunches out, and just relaxing with you. I am a blessed woman to have your love, and I know that love and prayers are what are keeping Rick and I sustained. We miss all of you every day that we are away, but will be back during the holiday season. Our second grandchild, a girl, is due the week of December 2-9. What a Christmas gift her birth will be !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Much love to each of you, please keep in touch, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3824634979905241361?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3824634979905241361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3824634979905241361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3824634979905241361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3824634979905241361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-going-back-to-libya-and-to-rick.html' title='I&apos;m Going Back to Libya, and to Rick !!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3852924857686573196</id><published>2009-08-10T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T16:46:21.437-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News on Precious Grandbaby #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hi to Everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Well, I know that my husband is really the one with the amazing pictures and news from Tripoli, but I have some AWESOME news of my own. My daughter in law, Mary, had her ultrasound on Thursday,and I got to be there. Our second grandchild is a little girl !! We are all so excited and have already begun the wonderful fun of looking at little girl clothes. Brian says we can "frill" this baby up all we want. The due date is December 16,2009, but Dr. Francis says we will meet her sometime during the week of Dec. 2-9. Can't wait to meet my sweet little grandaughter !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;Just wanted all of our family and friends to share the blessing with us, Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, -webkit-fantasy;"&gt;PS Big Brother Dylan has no idea what is coming his way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3852924857686573196?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3852924857686573196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3852924857686573196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3852924857686573196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3852924857686573196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/news-on-precious-grandbaby-2.html' title='News on Precious Grandbaby #2'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6956434249846454428</id><published>2009-08-05T16:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T17:05:08.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rick in Malta, Lynn in The Woodlands</title><content type='html'>Rick is headed to Malta again tomorrow for an adventure by himself, and I am wishing I could be with him. It is so nice to be home, and I know that, of course, I really can't be two places at one time. Tomorrow, I'd sure like to be. We saw so little of the wonderful island on our first trip three weeks ago, so now it's up to Rick to discover some more of this special and beautiful island without me, then we'll be ready to return together to explore some more. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick and I have been together for 35 years, including the two years that we dated, and I can happily say that I'm really used to him!! I like being with him, and sharing our lives together. This apart living is not really my cup of tea, and I'm sure I don't want to do this very often. Rick is definitely the more adventurous of the two of us, but all our shared experiences are what has made our marriage so very rich, and wonderful. Libya is just one small part of the life we share, and I'm so glad that I went with him so that, even though I am away now, I understand what he is experiencing over there. When he talks about work, and the people he is around, I can picture all of it, and I don't feel so lonely. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, to my adventurous husband of 33 years, have fun in Malta, and discover some great new places that we can return to together, lots of love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6956434249846454428?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6956434249846454428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6956434249846454428' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6956434249846454428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6956434249846454428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/rick-in-malta-lynn-in-woodlands.html' title='Rick in Malta, Lynn in The Woodlands'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-4313888094507436256</id><published>2009-08-04T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-04T13:02:56.283-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Austin</title><content type='html'>Hi to all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, my husband is definitely showing me up on the blogging now that I'm back on Texas soil. He is getting to be quite an expert blogger, and I am so very proud of his upbeat attitude about everything he is experiencing while in Libya. It's been hard to be so very far apart, but I'm very thankful that God gave me this trip home, and I have loved seeing so many wonderful family members and friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This week, I am blessed to be in Austin, with my dear friends Ken and Judi Kimler. Judi is the "Gramma" that I hope to be. She has two adorable grandkids, Corbin and Ruby, who are almost 6 and 3. We are just enjoying life together, playing with Ruby's fairy princess dolls, and watching Corbin as he invents things, and figures out how things work and are put together. These are the sweet moments that make life worth living, and I hope that with my grandchildren I will always remember to stop and smell the roses. Slow down and enjoy the days that God gives us, and the simple things in life. Ken even put two tires on my car today, and filled in for my international husband. What a gift of love to sit at Discount Tire !! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The hill country is just as stunning as it always is. I have loved my few days here, lots of love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-4313888094507436256?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4313888094507436256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=4313888094507436256' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4313888094507436256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4313888094507436256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/08/austin.html' title='Austin'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-9062024985848763599</id><published>2009-07-27T15:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T16:12:42.695-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love Texas</title><content type='html'>Good Monday to All,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm thankful to be back in Texas!! My sweet, thoughtful husband gave me the very unselfish gift of a trip home. There are many reasons why it was perfect timing, but let's just say, I needed to recharge. As you all know, the last year and a half has been challenging for Rick and me to say the least, and our move to Tripoli has been quite an experience too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been sheer joy to see my smart, capable husband take on this new job with so many different people, and situations, and attack it with such energy and enthusiasm. He really likes the job, and I'm so happy for me to be "back in the game", so to speak. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have jet lag tonight, but I am so full of joy to be here at our townhouse with my son and daughter in law, and my adorable grandson, Dylan. Last night, Anne and Ryan, picked me up from the airport, dealing with all of the craziness, and treated me to my first Mexican food. What delight to see them again too. I am a blessed woman, missing Rick, but glad to be soaking in Texas again for a few weeks. Please keep up with Rick's blog, Trip 2 Tripoli for news from Libya. Love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-9062024985848763599?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9062024985848763599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=9062024985848763599' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9062024985848763599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9062024985848763599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-texas.html' title='I Love Texas'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8129727444566638626</id><published>2009-07-24T12:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T12:36:55.492-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Call to Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-fb8d49e6d1635877" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=fb8d49e6d1635877&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8129727444566638626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8129727444566638626' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8129727444566638626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8129727444566638626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/call-to-prayer.html' title='Call to Prayer'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6312837490748885660</id><published>2009-07-23T04:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T04:24:59.378-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God is in Control by Charles Stanley</title><content type='html'>This week has been about alone time for me, lots of reading and writing. My new friend, Ellen, returned to the states, and left me here to reflect on this past month. Now, with my return back to Texas only a few days away, I found a small book that I bought right before our departure to Libya back in June. It is called&lt;i&gt; God is in Control&lt;/i&gt; by Charles Stanley. The subtitle reads this way, "An Unshakeable Peace in the Midst of Life's Storms." I wanted to share this book with you today, since it has brought me an amazing sense of peace. God really is in control, and He wants us to know this simple truth, not just know it, but let it sink deep into our souls, so that it comforts us, and gives us strength and peace when we need it. Then, He wants us to pass that gift of peace on to others who need it too.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;While I was reading today, a knock came at my door. Keep in mind, this apartment is about 550 square feet, so I hear pretty much everything that goes on during the day. Usually the knock is my cleaning lady, Samira, a very sweet and shy young woman who brightens my days with her smile, and greetings in Arabic,"Assalaam alay-kum" which translates, "Peace be upon you." But today the knock was Alice, who came unexpectedly on an errand for her husband, Mac, who works with Rick. Alice and I have been together only twice, but today she arrived at the perfect time, to pray with me for Kay,our cousin, and for Lee, my sister, both battling cancer. She prayed that God would heal both of them, and it was wonderful for me to have her here with me. So, I know that God is truly in control, that He cares very much about us,and about each of you, my dearly loved family and friends. Today, I hope you think of that as you go about your day, whatever may come, and know also that I love each of you, and look so forward to seeing you soon, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6312837490748885660?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6312837490748885660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6312837490748885660' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6312837490748885660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6312837490748885660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/god-is-in-control-by-charles-stanley.html' title='God is in Control by Charles Stanley'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1766457369778014893</id><published>2009-07-21T01:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T01:37:32.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Tripoli</title><content type='html'>Hello,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's Tuesday morning here in Libya, I noticed today that sometimes, when I post my blog, it shows the date as being the day before I post. It must still think I'm on Texas time. Can't believe it took me four weeks to realize that? Hope it hasn't been too confusing for all of you...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My news is that I am coming home on Sunday, this Sunday, July 26!! I will arrive in Houston at about 2:00PM. My wonderful husband changed my ticket so that I could come back earlier than expected to check on everyone there. As you know, Rick and I have two very loved family members who are battling cancer. Sometimes, you just go, and it doesn't matter how far away you are, you go to see them, and tell them how very much you care and love them. Anyway, I am coming back for both of us. We didn't have any idea how living so far away would affect us, and what situations God would allow while we were away. God doesn't tell us our future, He just wants us to step out in faith and trust Him. This job in Tripoli was definitely a huge leap of faith for both of us, and we will have to take it a step at a time. So, I will be back Sunday, and I am thankful that Rick is comfortable here now, and is supportive of my return. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am going to try and record the "calls to prayer" that happens here five times each day. I think you would all enjoy hearing one of them, and knowing what they sound like. Each one during the day is unique, and so very different than what I expected. Rick and I will attempt to record one of the evening calls tonight, and post it on the blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So dear family and sweet friends, I will see you soon, much love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1766457369778014893?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1766457369778014893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1766457369778014893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1766457369778014893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1766457369778014893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/news-from-tripoli.html' title='News from Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3524548431226118536</id><published>2009-07-19T23:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:10:57.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures, Thoughts,and Prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT4O558JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6AWeyBhZUrE/s1600-h/DSC00253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT4O558JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6AWeyBhZUrE/s200/DSC00253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360431313272303762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3_Yx_wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UYMLSISI7s0/s1600-h/DSC00229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3_Yx_wI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/UYMLSISI7s0/s200/DSC00229.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360431309106839298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3uaz3RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oqWuGZ9esTQ/s1600-h/DSC00372.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3uaz3RI/AAAAAAAAAHI/oqWuGZ9esTQ/s200/DSC00372.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360431304551947538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3LqDvxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/SBJJK4C1zRg/s1600-h/DSC00363.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT3LqDvxI/AAAAAAAAAHA/SBJJK4C1zRg/s200/DSC00363.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360431295220662034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello to all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I have to confess to a "down" day yesterday.We heard some sad news from home about our beloved cousin, Kay, and her struggle with cancer. It is so very hard to be this far away when that type of news comes. I'd like to ask for the prayers of each one of you, my very faithful blog followers, for Kay, first that God will heal her, and then, of course, that He will give her his peace and comfort each and every day, and that she would feel His great love for her. We love her so very much, and believe with all of our hearts in the power of prayer. Thank you so much!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All of the pictures are from Malta, an upside down statue(don't know why it was like that) of the word LOVE, for Kay. The small saints are all over the sides of buildings in Malta. These lovely works of art are reminders of the Maltese people's strong faith. The last is one of three parts of a word wall, covered with poems and quotes in all different languages. Very interesting. Hopefully, you can enlarge it and read some of the things people wrote. It inspired me to have a permanent wall like this in my classroom, full of quotes that have inspired me, and hopefully will inspire my students in future years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So for today, thank you for reading my blog, and encouraging me to continue to share my thoughts and experiences with you. Not every day here is wonderful, and most are not at all easy, but then I think of the verse that tells us "I have learned to be content in every circumstance", and I know God is here by my side. Much love to each of you , Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3524548431226118536?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3524548431226118536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3524548431226118536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3524548431226118536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3524548431226118536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/pictures-thoughtsand-prayers.html' title='Pictures, Thoughts,and Prayers'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmQT4O558JI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6AWeyBhZUrE/s72-c/DSC00253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-5839184603336764464</id><published>2009-07-18T12:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T12:48:29.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>Ok, I'll never get used to the weekend being over on Saturday !! Rick goes back to work tomorrow, just doesn't seem right. We figured out today that Saturdays here are the only day that feels like home, every other day is out of wack, totally different and unfamiliar.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; On Friday mornings, we get up and go to church. We went back to the Anglican Church yesterday. The Egyptian pastor had a frustrating day, the sound system went out. The church is quite old, and there wasn't much he could do about it. Now I know what kids feel like in a classroom when the teacher is talking way over their heads, and they can't understand a word she is saying!! That's the way church was yesterday. But, the choir was back, and that was pure joy. Same smiling gentleman singing at the top of his lungs, a British man, and one Nigerian lady. Children were running all over the back of the church, laughing and playing. Let's just say, it was interesting. I hope God was as amused as the rest of us were!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After church,I did enjoy lunch cooked in an earthenware pot at the Marcus Aurelius restaurant. However, I did not get the baby camel meat!! In fact, the meat counters here in Libya, are, could I say, graphic, and I am fast on my way to becoming a vegetarian. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Who knows what adventure await me this week? I've been here almost a month, and I'm sure this journey God has me taking will continue to be fascinating , until the day I leave. Please pray for patience and sensitivity towards every person God puts in my path. Until tomorrow, love to each of you, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-5839184603336764464?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5839184603336764464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=5839184603336764464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5839184603336764464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5839184603336764464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/weekend-in-tripoli.html' title='Weekend in Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6886290936219538111</id><published>2009-07-16T23:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T23:50:56.526-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Regatta. Dylan, and Church on Fridays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7pZF4fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rlD8piHTjmA/s1600-h/Dylan+in+the+bucket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7pZF4fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rlD8piHTjmA/s200/Dylan+in+the+bucket.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359309870061707762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7VBuRJI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1t6G_tE3Z48/s1600-h/DSC00382.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7VBuRJI/AAAAAAAAAGw/1t6G_tE3Z48/s200/DSC00382.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359309864594982034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7JOZpiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sO6sgtzQavE/s1600-h/DSC00381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7JOZpiI/AAAAAAAAAGo/sO6sgtzQavE/s200/DSC00381.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359309861426931234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to share a couple of pictures of Regatta, the Libyan version of a planned community !&lt;div&gt;The first shows the gorgeous, pristine beaches. This beach would rival any in the world, such clear inviting water, and the blue color, well, it speaks for itself. The second picture shows the table where I enjoyed lunch, pretty awesome setting. We have heard all sorts of stories about the memberships for the Regatta, from 150 dinar per month, to 600 dinar per month, that's per person !! However, like so many things here in Tripoli, if you are with one of our drivers who knows someone, who is connected to someone else, and your car is acceptable, you are waved in. So, I hope to go back and enjoy the beach. Sadly, Libya has a real litter problem, apparently it has been out of control for a long time, and now people are sick and tired of it and the government is beginning to work on it, and hire crews of people. Many of the workers are from Egypt, here to clean up the litter. So, many of the beaches are just a mess, it's so sad when people just don't appreciate the gifts God has given them in the natural world. I guess we all tend to take our surroundings for granted. Anyway, the Regatta is a beautiful place.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, of course, is my now 18 month old grandson, Dylan, who fell into his bucket on the back patio of our townhouse. Our son, Brian and his wife, Mary, who is expecting our next precious grandbaby #2(my name for now), and Dylan all moved into the townhouse a month before we left and are taking care of it while we are gone. I thought I'd share this great picture that Mary recently sent. I miss my "kids" and their spouses, my dearly loved daughters-in-love, and my favorite son-in-love so very much. They are keeping in touch with us so closely and I visit with them on Skype, and it helps so much to "see" them. I am  so thankful God that someone was smart enough to invent a computer, aren't you? And I am thankful beyond words for others of you who are so faithful to contact us by email, and Skype. You have given us the most precious gift, the gift of your time, and you'll never know how much it means to us. Thank you !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, we visit the Anglican church for the second time. Church is on Friday here. It's tough to get used to, but that's the way it is. Everyone finishes their work week on Thursday, the day of rest is on Friday, then Saturday is like ours, for shopping and running errands, then back to work on Sunday. I am hoping that the choir sings again today. One of the men just sang and sang at the top of his lungs with a huge smile on his face, definitely making a "joyful noise!" The building we meet in is a very old Spanish church which was originally Catholic, but was taken from the Catholic church at one time, returned to the Catholics who gave it to the Anglicans. There is no air conditioning, but a lot of fans. Fascinating group of people, all worshiping together, united in our love for God. Can't wait to go back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I pray you are well dear family and friends, we think of you every day, and you are all in our hearts, lots of love, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6886290936219538111?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6886290936219538111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6886290936219538111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6886290936219538111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6886290936219538111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/regatta-dylan-and-church-on-fridays.html' title='Regatta. Dylan, and Church on Fridays'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SmAX7pZF4fI/AAAAAAAAAG4/rlD8piHTjmA/s72-c/Dylan+in+the+bucket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-788840300860617132</id><published>2009-07-15T06:42:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T06:54:19.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts From My Balcony</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little reflective today so I thought I would take advantage and share something I do every day here in Tripoli... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My balcony gives me a view of the blue Mediterranean Sea, occasionally I see white caps and waves rolling in when the wind is high, a small fishing boat goes by, and I hear children playing and laughing in the water.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From my balcony, numerous flags wave in the wind, one is the flag of Jordan, another is from a Scandinavian country someone told me. It's red, white and blue, and for a moment, I thought it was the US flag, and it made me miss home so very much. I guess that many others here in Tripoli must feel the same way I do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A bird is chirping from a neighbor's balcony below, an rooster crows in the mornings,but also at weird times of the day. I can see a whole family of cats crossing the street, even kittens. Children are playing at their house down the street, and crying. Laundry blows in the wind, on almost every balcony, even on mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;People come and go, men are talking and laughing loudly, horns are honking, and on and on it goes.  This is my life right now in Libya. So much is strange, and yet so much is familiar. How I wish I could share my adventure with all of you, my much loved family and friends, for then, it would be just perfect. With love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-788840300860617132?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/788840300860617132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=788840300860617132' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/788840300860617132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/788840300860617132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/thoughts-from-my-balcony.html' title='Thoughts From My Balcony'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1021730528061455525</id><published>2009-07-14T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T13:10:13.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Crazy Malta Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYrclOA-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/ww-k9TMW9Wc/s1600-h/DSC00231.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYrclOA-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/ww-k9TMW9Wc/s200/DSC00231.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358395897582322658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYrL6iv1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Tq9PtbCV8P8/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYrL6iv1I/AAAAAAAAAGY/Tq9PtbCV8P8/s200/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358395893108358994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYqbXh7aI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gow68z8tPUo/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYqbXh7aI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/gow68z8tPUo/s200/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358395880076602786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYqLBuWhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NngA30lWymw/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYqLBuWhI/AAAAAAAAAGI/NngA30lWymw/s200/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358395875690174994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here are some more pics of our great weekend in Malta. Yes, we did enjoy the local beer, Cisk, but not too much, don't worry. This young Maltese teenager served us in a quaint, little restaurant by the sea. The little fishing village, Marsaxlokk, was covered in the colorful boats that you saw in earlier photos. Each boat has a large eye painted on the front, the eye of Osiris, Phoenician in origin, and protection for seafarers. Enjoy our "daytime" Malta video, filmed by my sweet husband who is having a lot of fun putting these together. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=54b756a459b754ad&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1021730528061455525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1021730528061455525' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1021730528061455525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1021730528061455525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/crazy-malta-pictures.html' title='Crazy Malta Pictures'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlzYrclOA-I/AAAAAAAAAGg/ww-k9TMW9Wc/s72-c/DSC00231.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-5382544314541856937</id><published>2009-07-13T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:44:32.925-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malta at Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-56a7d92f12a934f1" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-3109922006530355431</id><published>2009-07-13T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T11:37:20.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>More Malta and Regatta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, I found a little piece of paradise right here in Tripoli today. It was really hard to come back after our awes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Slt6Y1KTJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0YeUr2JqZPk/s200/DSC00230.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358010748693063666" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;ome weekend away in Malta, and of course, it's so tempting to feel sorry for yourself. Today, I visited Regatta, a real Libyan planned community. There was a wonderful "club house" where we enjoyed an excellent lunch, outdoors under a big umbrella, next to a perfectly pristine beach. Wow, it was lovely. There were people enjoying the beach, the Med was sparkly and blue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Slt-KIFjeBI/AAAAAAAAAF4/VOzvMd11jU8/s200/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358014894121908242" /&gt;So, now we know it's possible for the Libyan people to have a clean, beautiful beach just like the ones we saw in Malta. I want to go back tomorrow !! We have heard that you are supposed to buy a membership for the club, but like so many things here, if you know someone, they just wave you through. Our drivers are very connected, so on we went. I haven't actually been in the Mediterranean yet, and now I know where my first swimming experience will be...Regatta !&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Slt6YrLbppI/AAAAAAAAAFo/qIgF6TNnC0Q/s200/DSC00329.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358010746013460114" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Posted are more pictures of Malta, we'll include a few every night, for your viewing pleasure. And for all of you video fans, Rick made a great&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Slt-KugxhVI/AAAAAAAAAGA/zJ5OVJzkmME/s200/DSC00279.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358014904436622674" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Malta after Hours video which we'll attempt to post soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tonight we had a cheeseburger, yes, a real one, complete with french fries !! Isn't that great? It was a little piece of heaven from Texas. You might want to go and get a hamburger, veggie or otherwise, as soon as possible. Made me miss home, and all of you as I do every day. Love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-3109922006530355431?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/3109922006530355431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=3109922006530355431' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3109922006530355431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/3109922006530355431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/more-malta-and-regatta.html' title='More Malta and Regatta'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Slt6Y1KTJ_I/AAAAAAAAAFw/0YeUr2JqZPk/s72-c/DSC00230.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2559471617971163391</id><published>2009-07-12T22:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T22:14:03.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malta Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCeghjqsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qc-JoWhamCQ/s1600-h/DSC00273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCeghjqsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qc-JoWhamCQ/s200/DSC00273.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357808536093174466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCeWNLmdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/76KqibBmiKU/s1600-h/DSC00211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCeWNLmdI/AAAAAAAAAFI/76KqibBmiKU/s200/DSC00211.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357808533323356626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCdxWkHAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pFvVWkB_CTY/s1600-h/DSC00337.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCdxWkHAI/AAAAAAAAAFA/pFvVWkB_CTY/s200/DSC00337.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357808523430599682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2559471617971163391?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2559471617971163391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2559471617971163391' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2559471617971163391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2559471617971163391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/malta-pics.html' title='Malta Pics'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SlrCeghjqsI/AAAAAAAAAFQ/qc-JoWhamCQ/s72-c/DSC00273.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-871847958483027528</id><published>2009-07-12T09:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T10:45:47.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Come Visit Malta with me!!</title><content type='html'>Hello to All,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sorry to have missed my blogging for a couple of days, but I do hope that the next few days of Malta pictures will make up for it. Wow, what a beautiful island we found only a short 45 minute flight away, gorgeous coastline, flowers everywhere, colorful boats, fabulous restaurants, and sun !! What could be better than that? Maltese people speak their own language, a combination of Italian, French, English, Arabic, and "a little of everything else", our taxi driver said. The influence of many different countries is found on this tiny island, once controlled by each long ago. Now, Malta is its own country. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick and I loved seeing Valletta, the older part of the island, with its forts and cathedrals, apparently the churches all have festivals honoring their particular saint, and fireworks go off, and streets are decorated to the hilt. Even the little churches are covered with lights. We walked all over this part of the island, up and down narrow streets with painted wooden balconies, window boxes filled with flowers. I will post pictures Rick and I took of Baarracca Gardens, where there is a magnificent view across the harbor. Huge cruise ships were docking there. Republic Street is very long and very wide, filled with tourists, who are all shopping at the many, many shops there. It was impossible to do this part of the island justice in just a few hours. We were with two men who work with Rick, and they took some beautiful pictures of all the painted doors, all different and unusual. We'll post some of these pictures too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just a little known fact about Malta, at least little known to me, Paul of Tarsus, supposedly was marooned on the island, when he was shipwrecked on his way to Rome. Very interesting, huh? For more info, check out Acts 28:1-10.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick and I stayed in the Hotel Juliani, in St. Julian's, which overlooks a bay. This is a quaint little fishing village and you will see the colorful boats docked all over the bay. There is a beautiful walk along the water, which is very busy and crowded at night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I could go on and on, but let me conclude by saying, it was a perfect getaway, we were celebrating Rick's first pay check in about 16 months, so we felt very blessed to be in such a stunning place filled with happy people who were enjoying themselves. Of course, we wished for each of you, that we could somehow, bring all of you that we love so very much together and enjoy being there with you. Love for now, my sweet friends and family, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-871847958483027528?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/871847958483027528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=871847958483027528' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/871847958483027528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/871847958483027528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/come-visit-malta-with-me.html' title='Come Visit Malta with me!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-7229248310418766954</id><published>2009-07-10T01:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T01:16:35.463-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We\re in Malta!!</title><content type='html'>Hope this finds all of you well, and happy. Today, Rick and I are on the island of Malta, only 200 miles from Tripoli. This tiny island is a very popular weekend trip for everyone who lives in Libya. Very green, lots of flowers, and tourists everywhere. We were tired last night, from the ordeal of the airport, but we did walk around the St. Julian's Bay to a restaurant that the hotel recommended, Barracuda. Very good food, I had King Prawns, which should have been large shrimp, but really they were normal sized shrimp, with the yukky heads put back on !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I will post pictures as soon as possible, today we will wander around and get on buses which go everywhere and are very inexpensive. This is one of God's jewels, a blessing for us. More later my dear family and friends, Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-7229248310418766954?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7229248310418766954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=7229248310418766954' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7229248310418766954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7229248310418766954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-in-malta.html' title='We\re in Malta!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8901261952536328472</id><published>2009-07-08T22:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T22:46:05.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Malta and Old Souk Markets</title><content type='html'>Hi Everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is our trip to the island of Malta, a one hour flight from Tripoli. It is a tiny dot on the map, south of the tip of Italy's boot. Right before we left home, an article came out in the Houston Chronicle naming the 10 most beautiful European islands, and Malta was on the list. So, bravely, Rick and I have booked our first trip over there, not having a clue what we are doing. Everyone here loves to go and says it is like an oasis. We'll have lots of good pictures to share when we return on Saturday. Travel adventure here we come!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday, a new friend, took me to the Old Souk Markets in the old town of Tripoli, just what you might expect, booth after booth of handmade and imported "wares", leather, everything hanging, woven rugs, baskets, camels(leather, wooden, stacking camel toys), and GOLD jewelry. I kept thinking of the old story of Ali Baba and the Forty Thieves, anyone remember that story? The gold was incredible, huge necklaces, some hang down to the woman's waist, and cover the whole upper half of her body. Our driver, Najme, says that the women wear these at celebrations, like a baby shower or wedding. It was amazing how much of it was at this market, booth after booth, most crowded with people. There are so many talented people all over the world, making things with their hands, and Tripoli is no different. I took a few pictures and will post them when I return from Malta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hope all is well with each of you, my faithful blog followers, I think of you every day, and pray that God is blessing you with His peace, and joy. With love, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-8901261952536328472?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8901261952536328472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8901261952536328472' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8901261952536328472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8901261952536328472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/malta-and-old-souk-markets.html' title='Malta and Old Souk Markets'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2685656655475281132</id><published>2009-07-07T11:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T12:07:04.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Our New Apartment</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-910e7f9a6a48e640" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D910e7f9a6a48e640%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18AC7F043386103817920745CA19684394F16C8E.59ADBCBF10D3969360F80418B4E5F03EE8301E09%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D910e7f9a6a48e640%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRNEIZzIX-XBMaWahCeKh99q7YDg&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v22.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D910e7f9a6a48e640%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D18AC7F043386103817920745CA19684394F16C8E.59ADBCBF10D3969360F80418B4E5F03EE8301E09%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D910e7f9a6a48e640%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DRNEIZzIX-XBMaWahCeKh99q7YDg&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;   Here is a short video of our new apt. at Al Zain, I will never be a star on the big screen, way too much pressure to be filmed !!  Anyway, today was a busy day, luncheon with other ladies whose husbands work for AECOM, lots of fun, then a visit with a young mom who is from Australia, and her three year old son, Nate. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Learned something new today, camels have real feelings. It's true !! Heard of a camel who cried real tears when his "wife" died, and another camel who was being mistreated by his owner, so he sat on the man. They hold grudges too, apparently. Anyway, I am so very happy that I didn't order Baby Camel cooked in an earthenware pot at the restaurant last week. No telling what would happen to me!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;It's very hot here right now, but very dry too. One Libyan gentleman told me that we should only shop at night, about 7:30 he said. No shopping during the day, "too hot".  However, the nights are still cool, and the sunsets are still beautiful. From the couch in our new living room, I could see the full moon last night. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So thankful that we all sleep under the same sky and look at the same moon, and are cared for by the same caring, loving God. Love to each of you dear friends and family. We miss you every day, in so many, many ways, take care, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2685656655475281132?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=910e7f9a6a48e640&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2685656655475281132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2685656655475281132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2685656655475281132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2685656655475281132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-new-apartment.html' title='Our New Apartment'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-581980434866764660</id><published>2009-07-05T12:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T12:53:08.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Moving !!</title><content type='html'>Great news, we got an apartment at Guesthouse #1!! Yes, it does have a special name like Arkno, something like Al Zain, but I'll let you know later. Rick found out at work today that it is vacant, so tonight after dinner, we went to our new "home".  We will have a small living room, dining room and kitchen(yea!!), also a small bedroom and bathroom.  We are a block from the Mediterranean Sea, very close, close enough to hear the children swimming and playing in the water.  There is a nice little balcony where I can sit in the sun and read. All the way on the roof is the dining facility, still get our meals when we want, and an exercise room, that we didn't get to see. I loved the roof level dining hall, because you have the choice to eat outside if you want. I like that !! Anyway, tonight we are packing, packing, again. Thanks for your prayers about our accommodations, God answered.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, we have really enjoyed our neighbors at the Arkno, and we will miss them. It's amazing how quickly people here get to know each other, there is such a need, it really makes most people reach out. My cleaning lady here almost cried when I told her, and it was so sweet. But, there are other ladies at Guesthouse #1 who don't work,and I am closer to, and on the same side of the street from the Guesthouse #2 where I have met several ladies. It will take some time, but soon we will feel somewhat at home there. So for tonight , dear friends and family, I close with sending our love to each of you, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-581980434866764660?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/581980434866764660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=581980434866764660' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/581980434866764660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/581980434866764660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/were-moving.html' title='We&apos;re Moving !!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6866584179085391068</id><published>2009-07-04T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T13:12:52.799-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunset at the Arkno, Church, and the AECOM Picnic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-620ab870223d6967" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D620ab870223d6967%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85858DCD98E15D2C8A0F0A4AFCD74014C8C69649.538AF0E1D7B6FF272859B67C73980D773F3DD828%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D620ab870223d6967%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D15q7ly5aPQyGBFWNoWkIqv8ZS_0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D620ab870223d6967%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D85858DCD98E15D2C8A0F0A4AFCD74014C8C69649.538AF0E1D7B6FF272859B67C73980D773F3DD828%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D620ab870223d6967%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D15q7ly5aPQyGBFWNoWkIqv8ZS_0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Well, we're finally going to share the incredibly beautiful Tripoli sunset we can see from the roof of the Arkno!! Rick filmed this the other night. The sunset is truly one of the most spectacular we've ever seen, so enjoy, and along with us give thanks for this and so many other blessings in our lives.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;We went to church yesterday at the Anglican/Episcopal Church. There were about 70 of us in the congregation, a very old building, no air conditioning, but great fans all over. Down the aisle came the choir, 4 people, 2 men and 2 women. They were all Nigerian and singing at the top of their lungs, especially one of the men who never stopped smiling. The music was awesome. Most of the people there were Nigerian, six of us with white skin, and various others of all different nationalities. I believe God must smile when He sees His children "red, yellow, brown, black and white, they are precious in His sight" worshiping Him together. Supposedly there is a Protestant Church and a Charismatic church here too.  It was a great way &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sk-3iX3sCwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GP6d9X3Wp4o/s320/DSC00183.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354700283117832962" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;to start our day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Then came our first company picnic, out at the Villas where some of the AECOM employees live, mostly the upper management. These villas remind me of some of the pictures of palaces lived in by Saudi Arabian princes, huge places with private pools, etc. Anyway, they had set up tents with all of the food in them, tables, etc. Very nice. One very odd thing, there must have been a million flies at our picnic, really got to be funny, and annoying too. Oh well, the food was still good, and we must have burned some calories waving off those flies.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;News for the day: we are moving into an apt. this week, and I will have a kitchen and a small living room. We are so excited and thankful. The people we have met at the Arkno are very nice, but it will be so great to have more than one room, and the guesthouse is one block from the beach. More tomorrow, love to all, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6866584179085391068?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6866584179085391068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6866584179085391068' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6866584179085391068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6866584179085391068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/sunset-at-arkno-church-and-aecom-picnic.html' title='Sunset at the Arkno, Church, and the AECOM Picnic'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sk-3iX3sCwI/AAAAAAAAAEw/GP6d9X3Wp4o/s72-c/DSC00183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-7765849456581158902</id><published>2009-07-04T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T01:55:40.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday America !!</title><content type='html'>Dear Family and Friends, &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I missed a day yesterday due to church here, and our first AECOM company picnic. Hopefully, today I will write to you twice. May I first say how very proud I am to be an American, and enjoy the freedoms that God has given us in our country, freedom of religion, freedom of speech and all of the other precious freedoms that I have probably taken for granted over my lifetime. Never again, not after living in this country of Libya. I have always been very patriotic, but this year feels very different. May God bless America, and all of you today as you celebrate with your families and friends. We are with you in spirit. We love you !! Lynn and Rick&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-7765849456581158902?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7765849456581158902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=7765849456581158902' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7765849456581158902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7765849456581158902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-america.html' title='Happy Birthday America !!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6870904764725468933</id><published>2009-07-02T12:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T12:50:00.788-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tripoli Craziness</title><content type='html'>Hey to everyone,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight is wild and crazy time in Libya, we've just watched a gorgeous sunset on the roof of the Arkno, and we could hear cars drag racing down Gargaresh street !! I guess everyone is extremely happy that it's Thursday night, and their weekend is beginning. The sunset here is spectacular, unbelievable colors, and the sun slowly sinking, then poof, it's gone. I think the sky gets better and better after the sun goes down into the Mediterranean Sea, then the show really begins !! Rick took a video tonight, and will have to edit it before we can share it. Sorry, we really are beginners with the video on our new camera. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick just finished his first full week of work here in Libya, and it was fun for me to see him so excited about work again. I am thankful that God gave him a job that is challenging, and rewarding. He is working with men and women from so many different countries, Egypt, Syria, China, Korea, Russia, England, Australia, Brazil, and Portugal, to name a few. What an incredible opportunity !! It is fun to exchange stories of home with the men and women who live here at the Arkno with us, all have family and friends that they love and miss, just like us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, we will attend church for the first time here, at 10:30 on Friday morning. Different, huh? I'm sure God doesn't mind that we will be gathering on Friday instead of Sunday. He listens to us every day anyway. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love you all, and have a happy 4th of July, and a safe one too. Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6870904764725468933?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6870904764725468933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6870904764725468933' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6870904764725468933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6870904764725468933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/tripoli-craziness.html' title='Tripoli Craziness'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-83159192914457130</id><published>2009-07-02T03:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T04:03:15.167-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home at the Arkno today</title><content type='html'>Thanks for the sweet comments about the video, we will film more, the next may be of the purple martins at sunset. You will be amazed. Today, things are quiet before the "storm" of Thursday nights in Tripoli. The activity level is unreal, horns honking, so many people out on the streets, young "boys" doing their wild donuts in the parking lots. What a crazy night Thursday is ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrast, Friday mornings are still and quiet, everyone is resting and awaiting their visit to the mosque. I want to also make a video with the sounds of the "calls to prayer" that we hear 4 times every day. The one at dawn never wakes us up, thanks to our great air conditioner. The loud speakers remind the Libyan people to "look to God, and to pray" , at least that's what Ahmed, one of the young drivers told me.  I said to him, but you are driving a car, and he replied, "I still pray."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great reminder to all of us, look to God and pray as you go about your day because He cares for you !! More on my evening blog... love to all, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-83159192914457130?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/83159192914457130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=83159192914457130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/83159192914457130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/83159192914457130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/home-at-arkno-today.html' title='Home at the Arkno today'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-9098822711113649776</id><published>2009-07-01T11:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T11:59:02.654-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VISIT TO THE ARKNO</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-19e94a2420771792" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19e94a2420771792%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8460A5D77103DF9D31EB2E8302F0BE302F75A59E.649D5ED020DA63A7A3FB537F0E93847FCD1A1DB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19e94a2420771792%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIA7Mi9RuL_xvgm7CtwdAPIti84A&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v13.nonxt1.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D19e94a2420771792%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329956481%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D8460A5D77103DF9D31EB2E8302F0BE302F75A59E.649D5ED020DA63A7A3FB537F0E93847FCD1A1DB4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D19e94a2420771792%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DIA7Mi9RuL_xvgm7CtwdAPIti84A&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;Welcome to our home, the Arkno.  We hope to get an apartment in the future but for now we want to share our accomodations with you. Sorry, this is so corny, but I was under some "pressure" from the film director ! Please don't judge too harshly, it was very impromptu, and unprofessional. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To all of my fellow bird lovers, every evening at around sunset, flocks of birds swoop all over around our balcony living room, I assume they are relatives of the purple martins we have in Texas, who are definitely our friends because they eat so many mosquitoes.  It is wonderful to watch them, especially with the sunset behind over the Med. I almost bought a bird at the market the other day to keep me company during the day. The one I like is bright green with orange and yellow on it, like a miniature parrot. With my luck, I'd bring it back and it would be one of those birds who don't like people, kind of like our neighbor, JD. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another local market today, more like an indoor mall, nice and air conditioned. I went with a new friend, Shirley, to buy a coffee she likes, and a Cinnabon. Yes, just like the yummy ones at the mall, that have a million calories. Everyone loves sweets. I must say the Libyan candy is delicious, today I found these white, divinity looking rectangles with pistachios in them, yum!! And they were four for a dinar...perfect !! I am definitely going to stay away from those. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tonight we actually ate a cheeseburger and fries at a local restaurant which has outdoor seating and a great view of the Med. We saw jet skies, people swimming, and young boys doing donuts in the parking lot next door. Sounds like an evening on the lake in Austin doesn't it? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For today, I will say, more later my sweet friends and family, may God bless all of you while we are apart, we love you, lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-9098822711113649776?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=19e94a2420771792&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/9098822711113649776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=9098822711113649776' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9098822711113649776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/9098822711113649776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/07/visit-to-arkno.html' title='VISIT TO THE ARKNO'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8642446949414824011</id><published>2009-06-30T12:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T13:07:07.840-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday News</title><content type='html'>Hello, it's Tuesday night at 9:50 and I'm just now sending my blog. Rick and I actually filmed a short video of our new "home", the Arkno, so all of you could see our room and balcony living room, plus the downstairs dining room and living area. It will take awhile to download so we'll have to wait for the Internet traffic to die down before we can share it, but soon, I promise. Good news today, they are installing a brand new dish for the Internet which will give us much faster, better service, and we get a much larger refrigerator and a microwave, a very big deal when you have no kitchen. Rick's new company, AECOM, is really trying to keep their employees happy, and improvements are made all of the time. One day we'll get a call saying our apt. is available, and we will move. But for now, we're fine at the Arkno, and excited that another married couple will be moving in soon. And, she is not going to be working !! Maybe, I'll have a buddy to go shopping with.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, I experienced the Gorgi Market, very local shopping area filled with moms and kids. All sorts of things for sale, clothes, purses, scarves, linens, etc. Everything is so reasonably priced, the ladies I was with both bought a set of sheets, queen sized, for 27 dinar. I love going to the grocery store, which amazes me because I don't love it at home!  It's such a challenge to figure out what is in the packages. Some are obvious, a lot aren't. Rick already has a favorite cookie, Croustina, "crispy wafers filled with milk cream", funny description. Today at the local market, Al Aruba, I saw a gummy Bart Simpson head on a stick, kids love him here too. Also, Spider Man, and Hello Kitty candy. Kids are kids on whatever continent, some wave at me, some stare, but all are cute. The very old men in their long robes, some with scarves on their heads and missing teeth are cute too. Well, more later, JD, our junkyard dog is quiet tonight. God is good !! Love to all and we miss you, Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-8642446949414824011?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8642446949414824011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8642446949414824011' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8642446949414824011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8642446949414824011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/tuesday-news.html' title='Tuesday News'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1907808013890664093</id><published>2009-06-29T05:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T06:14:05.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Thoughts, and finally, Leptis Magna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jp71ofI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DLRCBnh8Hns/s1600-h/IMG_0014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jp71ofI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DLRCBnh8Hns/s320/IMG_0014.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352736577379738098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jcpwaQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oHbNWaq8wnc/s1600-h/IMG_0035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jcpwaQI/AAAAAAAAAEg/oHbNWaq8wnc/s320/IMG_0035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352736573814237442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jPlDjHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uRgXWu95Mo0/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jPlDjHI/AAAAAAAAAEY/uRgXWu95Mo0/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352736570304859250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello Family and Friends,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are having some real issues with the blog at night, I'm thinking it's because so many new residents have moved into the Arkno with us; we've got some competition for the Internet!! So, I thought I would try to send the photos of Leptis Magna today during the day when all are at work, except of course, for me. I'm so used to being SO busy, teaching, outings with family and friends, and housework too. All of this has changed for me. My room is cleaned every day but Friday and Saturday, laundry is sent out and comes back ready to put away, and meals are prepared for me, breakfast and dinner. What's a girl to do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, my routine in the morning, work out, Bible, journal, then REST. God must have decided that I need to rest for a while. And so I rest, and read, write and rest some more. Many of you will be thinking, sounds good! However, for me, it is just something I need to work on. I'm not a very good "rester", I love being busy!! I know that I will look back on these first days in Libya, and wish for some of this quiet, so I'm trying to keep that in mind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now for some reflections on Libya: there is real beauty in the five calls for prayer each day, prayer and time with God is prioritized, I like that ! Libyans are so friendly, what makes them this way? I know that they open their hearts in a way I've never seen before, completely enjoying others in a way that is charming, I like how proud Libyans are of their families, the people here serve with a joyful spirit, not grudgingly or expecting anything in return. When Rick and I commented on this hospitality, one of our new friends, Shamir, said, "I hope you always find my country this way!"  Their cappacinno(sp?) is wonderful,tastes like chocolate, and only cost $0.75 a cup. Awesome!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oddities: I've only seen one dog and one cat since I've been here, where are they? Women "swim" in their full dress, long skirts, head covering everything, how do they keep from drowning? No alcohol,  but so much smoking...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do really want to write a book, but I need a focus, a title. Anyone with an idea, let me know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love you all, and I miss you so much, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1907808013890664093?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1907808013890664093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1907808013890664093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1907808013890664093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1907808013890664093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/monday-thoughts-and-finally-leptis.html' title='Monday Thoughts, and finally, Leptis Magna'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Ski9jp71ofI/AAAAAAAAAEo/DLRCBnh8Hns/s72-c/IMG_0014.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-8876783727675654248</id><published>2009-06-28T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T13:15:46.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout Views and the Arkno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkfOivtwWOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c57IQ_fAP3g/s1600-h/DSC00151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkfOivtwWOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c57IQ_fAP3g/s320/DSC00151.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352473778472376546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: verdana, fantasy; "&gt;Hi everyone,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Wanted to share pictures of our Libyan "home" for now, the Arkno. I was spelling it with an "he" at the end because that is what showed up on our internet name, but on the gate t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;onight I saw this new spelling, and so it will be from now until we leave. OK, new routine for Lynn. I was sad at the thought that my buddy Rick was going off to work this morning, and I was facing an unknown sort of day, so I decided to fight the sadness back and get up with him, have breakfast, and go to the 5th floor roof, fast becoming one of my favorite spots, and actually "work out" on the stationary bike, then got on the treadmill, read out in the sun for a while and wrote in my journal. What a beautiful view of the Med from the window right in front of the bike, breathtaking !! So, my sadness and homesickness faded and I thanked God for His blessings in my life, especially for all of you and the prayers that have been said, and are being said, for Rick and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkfOib-DTlI/AAAAAAAAAEI/VMyhsK1uW3M/s320/DSC00147.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352473773172018770" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; me. I can feel them !! God blessed me with two new friends, Ellen and Eleanor, both Texans, one from Houston, the other from Ft. Worth. They invited me to Guesthouse 2 where they live to sit by the pool and talk. It was awesome to be with other nonworking ladies. Ellen has been in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tripoli for a year, Eleanor for only two month. I enjoyed it so much, particularly since it was so unexpected. I will go shopping with them on Wednesday. So for today, I feel very thankful. Enjoy the pictures and keep those emails and Skype calls coming. My love to each of you, our sweet, precious friends and family, Lynn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-8876783727675654248?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/8876783727675654248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=8876783727675654248' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8876783727675654248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/8876783727675654248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/workout-views-and-arkno.html' title='Workout Views and the Arkno'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkfOivtwWOI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/c57IQ_fAP3g/s72-c/DSC00151.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6583985384767228110</id><published>2009-06-27T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T12:42:58.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Leptis Magna</title><content type='html'>Hi to all,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rick goes back to work tomorrow, on Sunday. Weird, huh?  We went to an amazing place called Leptis Magna today, 2-3,000 year old Roman ruins, two hours east of Tripoli. I was expecting a column or so, but this is the real deal, a city inhabited by 80,000 people, a long long time ago. The city stretched over a very large area, and was filled with beautiful carving, columns of every size and shape, and a colliseum where the gladiators used to fight. Breathtaking !! And all the while the Mediterranean Sea in the background. Anyway, we saw two trucks carrying camels, one had three in it, the other had twelve, all smashed together in the back of a very small truck. I've always wanted to see a camel. Maybe they have a camel rescue organization, and I'll adopt one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK, I need prayers from all of you for my livelihood while I'm in Tripoli. Some possibilities are, tutor, nursery teacher, or both. Anyway, I really want to be available to do whatever I can to make a contribution while I am here. So, I'll keep you posted. This is a true stretch for me, I'll never be tempted to take for granted the ease by which I've always been able to contact those I love. Ever thought about how incredible it is to just pick up a phone at any time and call a family member or a friend. Well, I'm thinking about that privilege a lot these days and how much I miss it !!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;An odd moment today occurred on our trip to Leptis, hundreds, maybe even thousands of blue, red, and green striped plastic bags lined the street we were driving on. We asked our driver, Ramsey, what the deal was, and he said hundreds of Egyptian workers have come to Libya to help with the litter problem. Everything looked much cleaner, except for the bags!! Maybe someone ought to come by and pick them up !! I am a litter freak so maybe just maybe that could be why I'm here? I can definitely do my part.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;More soon, and pictures of our trip today. Love you all so much, Lynn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6583985384767228110?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6583985384767228110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6583985384767228110' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6583985384767228110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6583985384767228110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/leptis-magna.html' title='Leptis Magna'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2360761204166645546</id><published>2009-06-26T13:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T13:23:21.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days and today was Christmas!!</title><content type='html'>Yours and our prayers were answered today at 5:00, our luggage came. Shamir, our driver, tracked down the paperwork that Rick had given to our first day driver. It was no small task to find him on his day off, get the forms from him and drive us to the airport. Our bags looked so funny all smashed to one side of the baggage claim office, all of our purple bandana ribbons in place.( a lot of good that did us when we never got the opportunity to spot them on the baggage carousel!) Anyway, tonight has been better than Christmas in some ways since all of our pictures of family and friends, and of course, Dylan's new photo that was taken right before we left! Now, our one room looks a little like "home" and we are so thankful. I am blogging tonight on our Apple computer with its huge screen, very nice for my old eyesight.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sadly, we did not get to experience church here today, Fridays are the Libyan day of worship, mosque for everyone from 1-2 pm. Today is their day of rest, and the calm and quiet of the day was noticeable immediately this morning. No honking car horns or screeching of tires, our friend the "junk yard" dog was not howling either, just very peaceful. Rick and I stayed around the guest house waiting for the call on our luggage, which took all day. We could have gone to the Protestant church at 10:00 but will next week. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Oddity" for today, our Libyan host drivers and some men who help in the kitchen here at Arknohe, offered Rick and I some Libyan tea, served in a very small "shot" glass. It was like drinking a piece of candy, so thick and sweet. I loved it. The men got a kick out of the fact that I liked it, and were obviously delighted to share this Libyan tradition with me. So, we left for the airport and were gone an hour or so. Amazingly, when I returned, one of the men had yet another small glass of tea ready for me. How kind and generous, and only "odd" because they had just met me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No pictures to share today, but hold on until tomorrow. Rick and I have an outing to Leptis Magna, Roman ruins, which are approximately 2 hours from Tripoli. Everyone says they are amazing and to take two cameras. Hopefully, we will have some great shots to post tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Again, love to each of you, our room is now full of your photos, birds, cards, and other gifts. We feel much more at home tonight. Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2360761204166645546?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2360761204166645546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2360761204166645546' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2360761204166645546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2360761204166645546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/three-days-and-today-was-christmas.html' title='Three days and today was Christmas!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-5802717583457194371</id><published>2009-06-25T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T12:40:13.509-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday in Tripoli</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN2a2CHaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Alkhp5OahDI/s1600-h/DSC00045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351347117048864162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN2a2CHaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Alkhp5OahDI/s320/DSC00045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN168YLMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8r6IOwmzMiQ/s1600-h/DSC00041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351347108485541058" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN168YLMI/AAAAAAAAAD4/8r6IOwmzMiQ/s320/DSC00041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN1hsBMqI/AAAAAAAAADw/cxoUMGz5JCU/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351347101706039970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN1hsBMqI/AAAAAAAAADw/cxoUMGz5JCU/s320/DSC00036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hi to Everyone,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Second full day here in Tripoli, great day for Rick reviewing contracts and getting to know his coworkers, quiet day for me, spent most of the day on my balcony retreat reading and resting. I think the balcony was God's great gift to me, knowing how very much I love being out of doors. Balcony decorating begins soon, flowers and bird feeders, plus a little table to match our plastic chairs. I have to have a place for my cup.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These pictures are some of the few that I have taken so far. My outing yesterday was a surprise so I didn't have my camera. All have been taken from my balcony, and yes, one was taken tonight after it got dark, so pretty. I love the weather, dry, and breezy most of the time. I would keep the windows open at night, but there is a lot of street noise, a howling dog(I'm determined to buy some doggy treats and make friends with him!) and young boys playing soccer. Anyway, we found out today that about 20 more AECOM employees are moving into our guesthouse, ARKNOHE, this weekend. I'm excited that there may be another woman who does not have a full time job with the company. Today, I actually called on a job for a nursery school teacher, fluent in English, and the woman asked me to send my CV. I said I would but had no idea what that was!! Anyway, it's like a resume. I hope to be a part time worker or sub to stay busy, especially while we are here at the ARKNOHE. We are on the list for an apt. Who knows when we might move, everything here takes a lot more time that you'd think. Today, my oddities are, I caught a bird in our lobby, and it took 4 men almost all day to repair two drains in our room. Very interesting systems here. All of the Libyan people have been very friendly and sweet exactly as our friends the Shanks described them. I may become the English Teacher here because everyone of the young people I have met wants to learn English. More tomorrow. I am thankful that our luggage will be delivered tomorrow it seems. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Love to all, we think of all of you every day. Lynn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-5802717583457194371?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5802717583457194371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=5802717583457194371' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5802717583457194371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5802717583457194371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/thursday-in-tripoli.html' title='Thursday in Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SkPN2a2CHaI/AAAAAAAAAEA/Alkhp5OahDI/s72-c/DSC00045.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1176475438038449913</id><published>2009-06-24T13:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T14:08:13.775-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Everybody, we made it to Tripoli</title><content type='html'>It's late here in Tripoli, 11:00, and Rick has to work tomorrow, but I just had to keep my promise to so many family and friends and write my Day 1 blog post. We made it safe and sound, well, maybe not completely sound emotionally. The business class of British Air is AWESOME, Rick and I were greeted with a glass of champagne, by our steward. We each had a private TV, and our seat could lie completely flat for sleeping, so nice. Anyway, the flight was enjoyable and uneventful, until we arrived in Tripoli, and discovered that our bags, all 6 of them, and the computer, had not been transferred at Heathrow. Anyway, we didn't get them today either so everyone join us in praying for SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did cry yesterday, so overwhelmed with this whole thing, but I am better today. Rick got his company computer so we could SKYPE our kids and my mom, and Rick's brother Randy. We don't have a camera on this computer but we were so thankful to hear their voices. Be patient with us, more calls are on the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I began my journal, or future book, today and decided to write the things I find to thank God for everyday, and also an "oddities" section for some laughs. Believe me, I need to laugh right now, so I will be sharing some of these endearing stories straight from Tripoli. Today, I thanked God for so many similarities in His people all over the world. It was fun to see a group of children from "Victory Summer School" at a museum, cutting up and acting so wild, completely disinterested in the museum, just like my students at Buckalew that I miss so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two ladies whose husbands work for AECOM invited me to go to the museum, lunch and shopping today. It was fun to be with them. I was thankful that God provided that for me, even within 24 hours of my arrival. He is good, and He does care about all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you all so very much, and thank you for the lovely sendoff. Rick and I felt very loved, we are blessed by each of you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1176475438038449913?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1176475438038449913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1176475438038449913' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1176475438038449913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1176475438038449913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-everybody-we-made-it-to-tripoli.html' title='Hey Everybody, we made it to Tripoli'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-7455212839977970321</id><published>2009-06-20T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:26:09.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sj1gGWLRmDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4vUs5YtEa8Q/s1600-h/DSCN0132.jpg" style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sj1gGWLRmDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4vUs5YtEa8Q/s320/DSCN0132.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349537594534369330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi friends and family,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're down to 48 hours before we leave for Libya. This week has been unbelievably emotional, so many goodbyes, I say, "see you soon", and just many, many wonderful memories of dinners with dear friends, small group celebrations, being prayed over at our church, calls, and cards. All has been very appreciated. We feel so loved, and blessed to have such incredible friends. Thank you to so many.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We're having a family sort of a day today. Lunch with my parents, celebrating Father's Day, and an early celebration of Anne's 27th birthday. Our dear friends, Ken and Judi Kimler, drove in from Austin to help us celebrate, and to say, "see you soon." We love our family, and will miss each of them so very much, and each in a very unique way, blesses us on a daily basis. These are truly the "good and perfect gifts" that the Bible mentions in the book of James. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We leave at 4:20 PM on Monday afternoon. We fly British Air to London, and then to Tripoli. As soon as we can get our computer set up, you will hear from us. Love to each of you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-7455212839977970321?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/7455212839977970321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=7455212839977970321' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7455212839977970321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/7455212839977970321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/06/hi-friends-and-family-were-down-to-48.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sj1gGWLRmDI/AAAAAAAAADo/4vUs5YtEa8Q/s72-c/DSCN0132.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-810463061253956114</id><published>2009-05-04T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T08:09:56.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I feel the need to keep blogging even before I leave, and also to continue even though no one else may ever read my blogs !! Writing is so very therapeutic for me. It is good for the soul, and so calming for me.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A lot is happening right now, I'm trying to return to school after 20 days off on Medical Leave of Absence. I need to be with my kids again, and soak in their enthusiasm and love of life. Since this may be my last month of teaching for a while, well, formal teaching, I need the closure of returning to the school that I love, and finishing the school year well. I hope to volunteer and/or substitute in one of the international schools in Libya while I am there. I need to be able to return to the states if I am needed here. Now, my sister, Lee is a priority, after learning of her battle with cancer. Please pray for her with all of your heart, that God will heal and give her peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, I am to be a "Gramma" again in January, my son, Brian and his sweet wife,Mary, are expecting their second baby. JOY !! I know Dylan will be an awesome big brother. So, I have some very important family situations, and I want to be available to come home if I am needed.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our visas are being processed, we are expecting to begin our shots soon, and things are proceeding for our adventure to Tripoli. Please pray for us, dear friends and family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-810463061253956114?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/810463061253956114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=810463061253956114' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/810463061253956114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/810463061253956114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-feel-need-to-keep-blogging-even.html' title=''/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-149128196479156519</id><published>2009-04-29T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T17:37:49.429-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Libya</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm going to begin writing about all of the happenings with our move to Tripoli, Libya. I have seriously been thinking about writing a book while I'm over there, with my thoughts about moving and all of the many adjustments that will inevitably take place. We are truly off on an adventure, and I am having every imaginable emotion, most days, all occur at once.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since, I am such a people person, all I  can think about on most days is the departure from everyone that I love so much,  my parents and other family,  my 3 children and their spouses, friends, and of course my 15 month old grandson, Dylan. That part makes me very sad, but then I remember that my sweet husband searched high and low for a job in Texas for over 14 months, and I mainly feel thankful to God for giving him this exciting opportunity to do what he loves, and has worked for all of his career. I have been by his side for almost 33 years, and I'm not about to let him go without me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, this week, I have read a lot about life in Libya, and am cleaning closets making room for Brian, Mary, and Dylan to move into our townhome. So much to do, and only a few weeks to do it all in. How do you pack for a year in a country you've never been to? Carefully, I say, very carefully !! More to come.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-149128196479156519?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/149128196479156519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=149128196479156519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/149128196479156519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/149128196479156519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2009/04/libya.html' title='Libya'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-2361150179939685113</id><published>2008-09-18T16:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:37:40.885-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan at 8 months!! What a smile, this is what it's all about.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLleyjZ5hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RTuVt0SsZ6Q/s1600-h/Dylan+UT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLleyjZ5hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RTuVt0SsZ6Q/s320/Dylan+UT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247508832969156114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're back from Austin today and thankful to be home. The good news is that all of our family came through the storm safely. My mother and dad are still without power, but now that we have power, they will join us for a few days. I will be including a great picture of Dylan, who just had his 8 month birthday. He is crawling now, and such a happy little guy. His face makes me smile every day, and nothing is sad when he is around. Enjoy this picture of our little UT fan !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-2361150179939685113?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/2361150179939685113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=2361150179939685113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2361150179939685113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/2361150179939685113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/were-back-from-austin-today-and.html' title='Dylan at 8 months!! What a smile, this is what it&apos;s all about.'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLleyjZ5hI/AAAAAAAAAC4/RTuVt0SsZ6Q/s72-c/Dylan+UT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-4685976793588610468</id><published>2008-09-17T19:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T16:13:10.025-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving Thanks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLgX5DUfEI/AAAAAAAAACo/eTYNPFDdlE4/s1600-h/After+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLgX5DUfEI/AAAAAAAAACo/eTYNPFDdlE4/s320/After+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247503216896408642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Friends,&lt;br /&gt;I'm "blogging" from my dear friend Judi's computer tonight. We are evacuees from Hurricane Ike. What an experience, one I will never forget. Ike came in with a fury on Saturday morning, and caught us all off guard. No one expected what was to come. Our townhouse fared very well, but two dozen noble trees fell during the storm and it was so hard to watch them fall. However, how could we not be so thankful for the safety that God provided for us and all of our children, and for Dylan, who is now 8 months old. God is so very good and showed His love for all of us during such a scary ordeal. He wants us all to trust Him, and believe that He can take care of us. All I will have to do in times of doubt, will be to recall Ike and God's protection "when the trees fell."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With love to all,&lt;br /&gt;Lynn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-4685976793588610468?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/4685976793588610468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=4685976793588610468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4685976793588610468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/4685976793588610468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/09/giving-thanks.html' title='Giving Thanks'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SNLgX5DUfEI/AAAAAAAAACo/eTYNPFDdlE4/s72-c/After+003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6855907048524614393</id><published>2008-07-07T17:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-07T17:21:38.951-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Months Old !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyVbbAzyI/AAAAAAAAABs/K82ig0nzo7M/s1600-h/Dylan+July+1,+2008004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyVbbAzyI/AAAAAAAAABs/K82ig0nzo7M/s320/Dylan+July+1,+2008004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220430999283879714" border="0" /&gt;Dylan is almost 6 months old!! It's amazing how much he can do already. His favorite new thing is high pitched squealing. Hilarious, especially when he changes the sounds and volume. This baby has the sweetest temperament. What a blessing in our lives.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyVtwflxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iFJ9QmdCBcQ/s1600-h/Dylan+July+1,+2008001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyVtwflxI/AAAAAAAAAB0/iFJ9QmdCBcQ/s320/Dylan+July+1,+2008001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220431004205815570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyV3Yrr8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tH5jBtL7dmo/s1600-h/Dylan+July+1,+2008005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyV3Yrr8I/AAAAAAAAAB8/tH5jBtL7dmo/s320/Dylan+July+1,+2008005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220431006790299586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6855907048524614393?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6855907048524614393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6855907048524614393' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6855907048524614393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6855907048524614393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/07/six-months-old.html' title='Six Months Old !!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SHKyVbbAzyI/AAAAAAAAABs/K82ig0nzo7M/s72-c/Dylan+July+1,+2008004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-5302688359909351841</id><published>2008-06-01T16:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T16:58:41.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's movie for grandma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-d2dcb4b28f10e805" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/5302688359909351841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=5302688359909351841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5302688359909351841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/5302688359909351841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/06/dylans-movie-for-grandma.html' title='Dylan&apos;s movie for grandma...'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-484130303130985699</id><published>2008-06-01T12:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T15:45:11.837-07:00</updated><title type='text'>4 month update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0YiwTQjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V_LtC0YIFw0/s1600-h/2008-May-26012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206992821677146674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0YiwTQjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V_LtC0YIFw0/s320/2008-May-26012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0YywTQkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lToZO8uaTr0/s1600-h/2008-May-26010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206992825972113986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0YywTQkI/AAAAAAAAAA8/lToZO8uaTr0/s320/2008-May-26010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0ZCwTQlI/AAAAAAAAABE/8ATrwaidgKs/s1600-h/2008-May-26014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206992830267081298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0ZCwTQlI/AAAAAAAAABE/8ATrwaidgKs/s320/2008-May-26014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0ZiwTQmI/AAAAAAAAABM/Nx9yZ1eFjjs/s1600-h/2008-May-26030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206992838857015906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0ZiwTQmI/AAAAAAAAABM/Nx9yZ1eFjjs/s320/2008-May-26030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dylan is now 41/2 months old, 12 lbs. and at least 3 oz. He is unbelievably cute with all of the smiles and sounds he makes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-484130303130985699?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/484130303130985699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=484130303130985699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/484130303130985699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/484130303130985699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/06/4-month-update.html' title='4 month update'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SEL0YiwTQjI/AAAAAAAAAA0/V_LtC0YIFw0/s72-c/2008-May-26012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-1168062184583565568</id><published>2008-04-13T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T08:53:54.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dylan's first 3 months</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrMv84khI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DGwY6go2Rho/s1600-h/IMG_0210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757218714489362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrMv84khI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DGwY6go2Rho/s320/IMG_0210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; After seventeen days in the NICU, Dylan's finally home!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrNP84kiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K-J6s1M57Ss/s1600-h/IMG_0218.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757227304423970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrNP84kiI/AAAAAAAAAAc/K-J6s1M57Ss/s320/IMG_0218.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; How do you like my camo outfit?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrNv84kjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RpSAIWpLz2Y/s1600-h/IMG_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757235894358578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrNv84kjI/AAAAAAAAAAk/RpSAIWpLz2Y/s320/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sweet sleeping Dylan. A rare happening in those first few months.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrOf84kkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_sDfdYrowno/s1600-h/IMG_0405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188757248779260482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrOf84kkI/AAAAAAAAAAs/_sDfdYrowno/s320/IMG_0405.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Happy Grandma and Dylan outside together !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-1168062184583565568?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/1168062184583565568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=1168062184583565568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1168062184583565568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/1168062184583565568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/04/dylans-first-3-months.html' title='Dylan&apos;s first 3 months'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/SAIrMv84khI/AAAAAAAAAAU/DGwY6go2Rho/s72-c/IMG_0210.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1813371038920677553.post-6637019457517315045</id><published>2008-01-20T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-20T09:41:20.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm a grandmother !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/R5OGPGD_8EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gT7IEXOwjrg/s1600-h/1dylan-%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157613592152895554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/R5OGPGD_8EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gT7IEXOwjrg/s320/1dylan-%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; WOW!! I'm in love with this precious little boy!! Dylan Anderson Yarbrough arrived on January 15,2008 , 6 weeks earlier than expected. He is tiny, 4 lbs. and 4 oz., and only 16 inches long. On the night of his birth, my sweet daughter in law, Mary, had high blood pressure very suddenly and unexpectedly, and had to be rushed to the hospital. We experieced every emotion imaginable, from sheer terror to ecstasy.  I  am reminded once again of how great God's love is for each of us. Dylan is safe and Mary is  recovering. We are blessed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1813371038920677553-6637019457517315045?l=lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/feeds/6637019457517315045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1813371038920677553&amp;postID=6637019457517315045' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6637019457517315045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1813371038920677553/posts/default/6637019457517315045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lynnyarbrough.blogspot.com/2008/01/im-grandmother.html' title='I&apos;m a grandmother !!!'/><author><name>lynn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08106405270397541297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/Sml72_KGE9I/AAAAAAAAAHs/0oRrsCcTJrQ/S220/DSC00214.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lu21Fu18XlU/R5OGPGD_8EI/AAAAAAAAAAM/gT7IEXOwjrg/s72-c/1dylan-%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
