Saturday, January 12, 2008

Saturday Morning - January 12 - Basque Country

Jillian's extra bed-buddies.

A very fun present from Auntie Candace, fondly called T-T.

The play/food place where we celebrated Miriam's 3rd.

Griffin's and Ane at Di Berti Park.

Wow, good sleep is so amazing and such a gift. I really had a great sleep last night. Jet lag has this way of making you fall asleep and then wake up, let's say 2 am and just be totally awake . . . for hours . . . so, when I say a "good" sleep, it means I didn't have those crazy wide awake - wondering why I'm so wide awake thoughts. YEA!

It was predetermined that I'd snuggle with Miriam the first night of arriving. Jillian requested the next one which (as you can see from the above pics) included a few extra sleeping buddies: Hello Kity and Ana Belle. I could't resist the picture. And, no I didn't move them. How many Grandmas get to sleep with to kitties and a princess?

Today we celebrated Miriam's 3rd. Last night she was a bit "emotional" wondering if she'd still be "Mimi" in the morning. She was tender to say the least. We were joined with a few other families at a place called Di Berti Park.

Tonight we're headed to France for dinner at the home of Frank and Patricia. I hear the woman of the house is an amazing cook. Can't wait to learn, watch and post some pictures and recipes!

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Friday Evening in Basque Country

In El Centro. Walking along La Concha
Tudor mansion where kings and queens stayed.

Friday's highlight was heading toward El Centro with Jenni to do a little window shopping and indulge in cafe con leche. Instead of taking the bus to Onderetta, Jenni suggested walking back. That walk along La Concha and up the hill to see this English Tudor did my jet lagged body good.

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Hola from Basque County - The Foolish Man in Terminal Four

Day Two in Spain. . . recap from travel

I'm so thankful to God for the fantastic night's sleep. The first night was a tad rough. I think it tends to be with the bodily confusion that comes with jet lag. I can't complain though. It's so good to be here.

My flight out of Phoenix went fairly well, except for the immature 30 something who decided to stay up all night long (night before flight) and drink his night away and then proceed to dump his guts on the plane, just prior to our take off.

Our plane was in line, on the run way getting ready to take off for Houston, when all of a sudden, our pilot squealed (literally) to a halt, made a 180 ( I thought for sure we were this guys first gig) and announced that we were headed back to the tar max (or whatever you call it) as we had a medical emergency. We did? Heads began peering out of isles scanning up and down - sure didn't see any commotion that would indicate a "medical emergency."

I've been on flights before where we had "medical emergencies" and I know what the hub-bub of that looks like." Didn't see any of this.

I was a bit bummed - not because of saving some one's life who had a medical emergency, but because I already had a limited amount of time to get to my departure gate in Houston. Houston's a big airport and I wasn't really clear how where to go or how to get there.

We arrived back at the gate (in Phoenix) and the pilot announces that the medical emergency team is waiting for the poor person having the emergency. From about four rows behind me, walks this young fellow, disheveled to say the least with a cold pack on his neck, up to the front of the plane.

This is the medical emergency? A guy who drank his night away and was asked twice by the stewardess if he shouldn't take another flight after his hangover wasn't hanging over?

This was an emergency to hold up a flight full of people, causing the whole Terminal Four of the Phoenix airport to come to a halt, people's connecting flights possibly being in jeopardy and our plane needing to refuel (how much DID THAT cost U.S. Airlines?)and then run through the required airline check list again?

All I could think about is how one person's choices (foolish or wise)effects so many people. This young, foolish drunk had no clue that his night escapdes of "fun" would effect Terminal Four at Sky Harbour Airport.

I did make my connecting flight in Houston and I trust others made theirs. It wasn't without an added burden of rushing and stressing.

I wander how many people who live for themselves really think about the effects on others - people they don't even know, let alone people they do know.

My flight from Houston to Frankfurt was OK. I had the priveliege of sitting next to Anton, a young man from Louisianna who was headed to Iraq. He works for some company that does logistics for the Army in Iraq. I enjoyed hearing his stories about what God is doing among the children that come to this camp to learn English.

Arriving in Frankfurt is always a bit of a stressor for me. As organized as they are, it seems as if they continually change the gates of departing flights. Even though I know enough German, just hearing the language takes some time to acclimate to it. I also had a minimal amount of time to get to my next Lufthansa flight to Bilboa, Spain. I made it though with time to spare.

Flying to Spain is always exciting. It means I'm getting close to see faces I love. The flight is almost two hours. My only trouble here was landing. It was a tough, rough attempt to land - tons of wind. It reminded me Space Mountain at Disneyland and I don't do Space Mountain. We were almost on the ground and the pilot decided to take off again. In German, then Spanish and then English he explained that there was too much wind to safely land.

OK, stomach is upside down. Head is spinning. Focus, Lylah, Focus. Round two. Round two was successful in getting the plane on the ground in one piece. I'll take it. Thanks God.

I decided for practical purposes to be the last one off the plane. Perhaps because I needed to give my innards time to see if they were going to untwist themselves. Well . .

I made it, retrieved my baggage and on the way out the nice fellows in the green uniforms with the guns that speak Spanish decide that I look suspect enough to have me pick up my suitcases so they can go through all of them.

Oh . . .Being already over the edge, this just pushed me all the way. Not only did I have limited strength to pick up the 51 + pounders, emotional energy to deal with this was nix. Nausea took over and I decided the best way to handle this was to just lay my head on my suitcase. The guys in the green uniforms with the guns started asking me something of which I had no clue what they were asking, except I did hear the word'medic.' All I could do was shake my head - no I didn't need a medic, but I did need - well, I don't know what I needed, but it wasn't this.

Fortunately, Jenni had seen me from above and knew that her Mom wasn't doing good. She was retrieved by one of the guys in the green uniform with the gun who spoke only Spanish.

I made it outside. It's amazing how fresh air does someone with a twisted stomach some good. So does seeing a three year old who runs to hug her Nana.

Life is good. God is good.

Arriving in San Sebastian felt good. Arriving in Gerald and Jenni's appartment was even better.

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Thursday, January 10, 2008

The Musician and His Soup

a delightful repost from 12/07

I'm into this "makin' soup" craze.

The other day, my husband clutched his steaming hot bowl of chicken soup, looked up at me and said, "Honey, thanks for making soups!"
Wow, ya shoulda seen this girls smile!

I've had so many comments online, in comments, offline and personally about the different soups I've posted. I've even been called, by one reader, the Queen of Healthy Soups. Now that was so nice!

So, I thought to help all you soup makin' women, I'd compile my list of soup and recipes here with the different links. Hope that helps and if you have a comment on any particular one, let me know if it's one we should keep making or dump!

Split Pea Soup - My husband's favorite




Christmas Shrimp Soup - YUM, from Maria's Kitchen

Cabbage Soup - YES!!!


Pumpkin and Apple Soup with Chestnuts - don't know, but it looked amazing

Claire’s Apple Butternut Squash Soup - don't know, but Pami says YES!

Claire’s Rosemary White Bean Soup - don't know, but Pami says YES!

Claire’s Cheddar Corn Chowder - don't know, but Pami says YES!

Asian Corn and Chicken Soup - don't know, but will try very soon. Looked great!

Country Bean Soup - haven't tried yet, but I love soup with beans

Curried Sweet Potatoe Stew - I hear it's fantastic!

Smoked Salmon Chowder - daughter, Candace says YES! with a smile!

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Tuesday, January 08, 2008

I'm headed to Spain!

I can't believe it, but it's worked out (thanks to my darling husband) that I'm headed to Spain tommorrow!!!!!!!

Yesterday, I was plodding along with my lists, doing laundry, finishing gathering tax records for my accountant, and adding to the "to go" pile in the living room. I'd not had one thought (though tons of desire) to leave early.

The reason I wanted to leave early was to be there for Miriam's 3rd Birthday.

God's good. I'm going to make it. My husband called the airlines and worked it out for me to go!

Keep checking back - I'll continue to blog and have lots to share about the beauty of Basque Country.

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Speed Bumps to Fulfillment - Part 3 in Biblical or Cultural Wife Series

This post is part three of a mini-series on Being a Wife - Biblical or Cultural. Part one can be read here and part read two here.

Speed Bumps to Fulfillment
It’s a rare, but precious sight when two people open their hearts to each other, letting love lead to a covenant marriage that fully grasps God’s heart for their new one-flesh relationship. It’s even more rare that they understand their prospective job descriptions as husband or wife, let alone be in touch with any personal expectations, desires or needs.

So, what has happened? What has caused so much pain and confusion in marriages today? Why is it that there are more divorces today in the church? What are the speed bumps that impede the fulfillment of God’s beautiful plan?

Another speed bump is when a couple comes into this new, holy partnership and dance with their own ideas of what they think marriage is like. It is as if they already have their own “tune” to dance to. If that “tune” is not God’s—watch out.

Besides wrong modeling of marriage, many of those “tunes” are based on vows and judgments.

Every marriage has some icky stuff tucked away. Often a bride or groom aren’t aware of the icky stuffy. The icky stuff I am talking about are hidden vows and judgments. They are also speed bumps in the pursuit of doing marriage God’s way.

Vows and judgments often reside deep in the soul, and at the moment of a hurt or pain or something not going the way a woman (or a man) expects, the icky stuff (vows and judgments) rise quickly to the surface.

Shame, about who we are, is the igniter of the icky stuff. Shame drives those defensive and knee jerk reactions that cause fights or conflicts in a marriage.

So, what are vows and a judgments?
A vow is something we internally say. A vow is that that “self talk stuff” that isn’t healthy. It can sounds like, “I’m never going to...” or “I won’t let that happen again…”

A vow looks like a self-protective stance, and we often “work” life around them to prevent ourselves from being hurt. Vows are planted deep as seeds in the soul. There is what I call a “Vow Closet.” Only we know about the closet. And, only we know where we keep the key. At any given moment, we can go to the “Vow Closet,” unlock the door and bring out the vow up and place it as a filter for the situation.

Most of them were planted as little girls when something scary, shaming, hurtful, confusing happened we made a conclusion about that experience and followed it up with a decision to NOT let that happen again. When a little girl is afraid or hurt (and no authority figure is sensitive to that to bring clarity or comfort) she will automatically by default vow to not let “that” happen again. The “that” can be just about anything.

Judgments come on the heel of a vow. We will judge, or conclude a person to be a certain way because there are “similarities” with that person (personality, style, etc.) that remind us of someone in our past that we have unresolved issues of hurt with. The unresolved issues will generally be with mom or dad.

Criticalness, Demandingness & Expectations
Instead of first thinking, the person we are judging is a good-willed person; we go to the “Vow Closet” and unlock it and up pops the past and the unresolved issue (hurt, fear, abuse, neglect, or whatever). When we have unresolved issues that are vows, they drive us to make a judgment. A judgment then locks the person (usually the husband), into never changing. A judgment will end up as criticalness toward our husbands because they cannot meet our expectations as to what we think our men should be or what they should do.


We try to make them become what we think we missed out on!

Sometimes a wife will have this “idea” or secret measuring stick as to what a perfect husband looks like. She will think he is supposed to do or not do certain things or behave a certain way. She will bring out the secret measuring stick (based on her own insecurity and fears) and then and she will judge him as weak, inadequate, pitiful. She’ll lock him in to never being quite good enough.
When a wife has unrealistic expectations, she will live by unenforceable rules and if someone breaks her rule, she’ll get angry. In time her critical spirit will completely take the life out of his maleness.

Relating like Your Parents Did
Another speed bump is when a couple relates to each other in the same unhealthy way that their parents did. Add to this a lack of good communication skills with the ability to verbalize hurt, disappointment, needs, dreams, desires, etc., and the ability to really listen to the heart of their spouse and you will have a mess on your hands.

Then add the inability to work through conflicts successfully (I'll have to do a how to post on that subject soon) and then go ahead and add unhealed wounds of the past, any sexual “imprints” from other people, along with shame based behavior (we all have this) – we’ve got quite the ‘stuff’ to sort through and unravel (not impossible though).

What I have observed and experienced is that marriage and this “one-flesh” relationship (worked out) is hard stuff. When things are “hard,” skill is lacking, and hurts and disappointments remain underneath the ‘un-talked’ surface, and add to this that the job description is not clear, then two people will often gravitate to two worlds that only collide with each other.

However, God has a plan and His plan works. I'm coming to the Plan...soon . . .I want to lay more groundwork soon. IF you need to talk some of this out - my Life Coach Mom Partner, Linda Fox, is available for a 1 hour gift lifecoaching session. Email her at Linda@lifecoachmoms.com

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What's a Wife? Cultural or Biblical? Part Two in a Series

So much for posting as often as I thought on this subject. I'm so thankful for the gentle nudge from Single Godly Mom. Thanks! Here's part one and here's part three.

Now on this subject of biblical or cultural brides. . .

What you believe about marriage matters. A Bride has either a worldview filter or a biblical view filter when she enters marriage. Generally, most brides will say that they understand God’s ways for being a wife, but the test of where a woman is really at is revealed around the first year anniversary.

If an older woman hasn’t sat down for a “coffee talk” to explain what a biblical view of marriage looks like, then chances are this young Bride will enter her marriage thinking she’s biblical, when in fact she’s got more cultural ideologies than she realizes.

What you believe about marriage determines your behavior and strategy for living in a healthy or an unhealthy relationship with your husband. If you think that your husband is there to meet and serve you in all your emotional needs (outside of the legitimate ones God designed him to meet) then, that belief system will throw you into a spin cycle of expectations and control and some bitterness.

A wife’s unrealistic expectations of her husband will turn into demands. Demands end up coming across as criticism. Criticism becomes nagging and eventually a husband will withdraw, shut down, and escape mentally in work, hobbies, or even emotional affairs. The wife, will become depressed or bitter.

A worldview filter leads to many problems in the marriage. It becomes quite the mess when a husband and wife have the same ideologies for the marriage relationship. If the filter for “doing marriage” is a world view one, there will be many little “wars” that will wound. Those little “wounding wars” will end up with someone coming to the place of operating in bitterness.


Unfortunately, many of us go into marriage with all kinds of wrong ideas. We don’t know about God’s plan for marriage. We might think we know what marriage is about, but as I said, the reality of a worldview or a biblical one will be tested and will surface about the first year of marriage.

As most couples enter, the marriage relationship having little clue (if any) what God’s Plan is they will often try to impose their own plan (usually self-centered) on their spouse. In time, the plan falls apart. I hope that when the plan falls apart, they do not “get just another plan” but they get God's Plan. God has a plan and His Plan works. This segment of this section is to address what God’s Plan is. Beliefs and philosophies about marriage have to come from His word. Once we understand the Plan, then we get to move toward seeking to fulfill our part of that Plan in our marriage.

God’s Plan is Ultimately about Purpose
God’s plan in the marriage is based on God’s purpose expressed in His word. His ultimate plan is for a husband and a wife to display to a hurting and confused world what the beautiful relationship of Jesus and the Church looks like. My husband calls this the “one-flesh” purpose. God’s heart is that both the husband and the wife move toward fulfilling that “one-flesh” purpose, and in that, He will be glorified.

More coming on part three to What's a Wife? Cultural or Biblical?

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Monday, January 07, 2008

The Simple Home - The Man, The Poppi

What more can I say?
The Man: The Husband, The Dad, The Warrior, The Poppi.


So much for a calm getting ready for bed-time.

But, what IS more important, anyway?

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The Simple Home - Simple Simplicity


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Monday - Random, Busy Monday

Michael and I are full steam ahead to get ready to take off to Spain. Here's what I've been doing today. Tonight we'll take a break and enjoy having two of our grandkiddos over for dinner and play time. I can't wait. I've missed them while they visited Grandma Peggy (scroll down to see to the second picture to see this amazing friend of mine) in Portland. Other Monday busy-ness is here.


The list. And, it's growing.

The packing for Spain. This isn't even half of it. I'm thankful my husband is such a good packer.


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Monday: Reveling in the Rain and My Randomness

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