tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-348161322024-03-14T01:09:18.662-07:00Family O'FoxesThis blog was started to keep family members near and far informed on what is happening in our lives.
Since I (family O' foxes) started this blog it has been fun "meeting" other bloggers and finding out what they do in their families.Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.comBlogger332125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-59506082046154613802013-12-31T18:00:00.001-08:002013-12-31T18:00:29.803-08:00Other Mother Oreo Dessert<div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">My other mother, Sue Hawley, used to make this dessert for the riffraff hanging out at her house. Great memories at my home away from home. </span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">Ingredients: (sorry babe, not for the lactose intolerant)</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">32 Oreo cookies</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">1/2 stick butter</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">1/2 cup powdered sugar</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">8oz cream cheese</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">16oz cool whip</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">1 small box INSTANT vanilla pudding</span></div><div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">1 small box INSTANT chocolate pudding</span></div></div><div>3 cups whole milk </div><div><br></div><div>Start by crushing 28 Oreo cookies and spreading the evenly on the bottom of a 9 x 13 pan. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPZs3hhKlabq8pGdW5a4jag48RWXtvuFPCLM6Rq8vsWRPTH58vZhRpk5RTCu48rjGPaAWmanbJa7iABPYk6siM9_9FWmIOSBLZudLxbql1ZLTNmOqGKiqQhSjYUVDv8MBepolT/s640/blogger-image--300418547.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPZs3hhKlabq8pGdW5a4jag48RWXtvuFPCLM6Rq8vsWRPTH58vZhRpk5RTCu48rjGPaAWmanbJa7iABPYk6siM9_9FWmIOSBLZudLxbql1ZLTNmOqGKiqQhSjYUVDv8MBepolT/s640/blogger-image--300418547.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zQDcBc4UuPDczd1WLlLdPNCie4XDOY_SjzA3-Vk1g1f2npb_Ktp-oHj_dZyl89r-_9-wnxj3ufGJJPqZbiSNt4P8veY4RcN8hIltj7UsTtEWM_V4lJIdJxVWwk-hbyJHcsxS/s640/blogger-image--1146588913.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3zQDcBc4UuPDczd1WLlLdPNCie4XDOY_SjzA3-Vk1g1f2npb_Ktp-oHj_dZyl89r-_9-wnxj3ufGJJPqZbiSNt4P8veY4RcN8hIltj7UsTtEWM_V4lJIdJxVWwk-hbyJHcsxS/s640/blogger-image--1146588913.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Melt 1/2 stick of butter, pour over the crumbs and pat to make a crust. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXqNThnxsqTziVhrND01hPNTmy9O-ge0HRtznUQvFHF4OypUi8o5hU6UKAmWBGFzN1MdZ-OSI3I4I8YfRFLOB5wB_sb_BZrxuXqsBM_L4xYG9Ac1DTwy1VRdBaqK37e3NiulYm/s640/blogger-image--1666630965.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXqNThnxsqTziVhrND01hPNTmy9O-ge0HRtznUQvFHF4OypUi8o5hU6UKAmWBGFzN1MdZ-OSI3I4I8YfRFLOB5wB_sb_BZrxuXqsBM_L4xYG9Ac1DTwy1VRdBaqK37e3NiulYm/s640/blogger-image--1666630965.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ixueTp0su77xFbWwzzthloWBcj9wzFJaNTNM60PQ8delEHFUPLrNSKkcATSzPoAZKog7USBwM6FQ0Cey3EWDDfCdqAHp373yfMmcoabWe4LkgjQjFhGY1hlSQHACDtXS9Hia/s640/blogger-image-1672628204.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-ixueTp0su77xFbWwzzthloWBcj9wzFJaNTNM60PQ8delEHFUPLrNSKkcATSzPoAZKog7USBwM6FQ0Cey3EWDDfCdqAHp373yfMmcoabWe4LkgjQjFhGY1hlSQHACDtXS9Hia/s640/blogger-image-1672628204.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Mix 1/2 cup of powdered sugar with 8oz softened cream cheese. Once mixed thouroughly, beat in 8oz of cool whip. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZA2qj8JYhNtm106D8k4ChI3M5zogHOyKMwJaTOpCrFtKvdtxjd9B7WJjdv5_lrijzQLmIFiuFt4KPwFTtYY7k5tTeXwNt8Z5VHJ_Ux-GQ0u5LgiuQmR0Kt79BF6nGTuxaVp7/s640/blogger-image-587507344.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisZA2qj8JYhNtm106D8k4ChI3M5zogHOyKMwJaTOpCrFtKvdtxjd9B7WJjdv5_lrijzQLmIFiuFt4KPwFTtYY7k5tTeXwNt8Z5VHJ_Ux-GQ0u5LgiuQmR0Kt79BF6nGTuxaVp7/s640/blogger-image-587507344.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Spread this mixture over the cookie crumb crust. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbcAbFOkvCVoNrgF9lzXxt-Ve845UfrZ7MZa_Wa5qyPw7ko7jnYBs9SK4x9L6TeF4w05OmelWoiYMmxyC7r8d_0kV2fFoFN_o2iFW5r0_1gO4dabnxBk42WxmCr0pG0Pi7m8-/s640/blogger-image--570588406.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbcAbFOkvCVoNrgF9lzXxt-Ve845UfrZ7MZa_Wa5qyPw7ko7jnYBs9SK4x9L6TeF4w05OmelWoiYMmxyC7r8d_0kV2fFoFN_o2iFW5r0_1gO4dabnxBk42WxmCr0pG0Pi7m8-/s640/blogger-image--570588406.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Next, mix one small box of instant vanilla pudding and one small box of instant chocolate pudding with 3 cups of whole milk. Whip for about 2 minutes while the pudding thickens. As you can see, I don't like to dirty any more bowls than I have to. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ21_0tiPKWz76FIz-LqtaezxnOiYsTqivkPMcdy3jWzFD8TQFe-F81zBB0oC8eR8shyLd2XaMedwhDhk29wqZ2QwE0wJFpnUsiCTVHjYlMeiXxm8KbP5gHEszowS4DONQoyAI/s640/blogger-image-720223984.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZ21_0tiPKWz76FIz-LqtaezxnOiYsTqivkPMcdy3jWzFD8TQFe-F81zBB0oC8eR8shyLd2XaMedwhDhk29wqZ2QwE0wJFpnUsiCTVHjYlMeiXxm8KbP5gHEszowS4DONQoyAI/s640/blogger-image-720223984.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Spread pudding mixture over cream cheese mixture. Top with cool whip and cookie crumbs (crush 3-4 more Oreos) and enjoy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Happy New Year!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jI_BWkQIZF8CoAK-GqDhD7XLfmIL54aQ5QgQhJdA0lkI9XBSPDTI3F7T1jN2h17ZDLvteGq8Itkq9e6ur6mLEgS9D_IaE7LnITUvlyBuY4BzXsco8Pw71aJpTrNxRVjhfHpF/s640/blogger-image-1095822413.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi_jI_BWkQIZF8CoAK-GqDhD7XLfmIL54aQ5QgQhJdA0lkI9XBSPDTI3F7T1jN2h17ZDLvteGq8Itkq9e6ur6mLEgS9D_IaE7LnITUvlyBuY4BzXsco8Pw71aJpTrNxRVjhfHpF/s640/blogger-image-1095822413.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">~Jay</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121660675789469638noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-21050885856923481212009-02-23T08:39:00.000-08:002009-02-23T21:04:57.518-08:00Maddie and her cast<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Last Tuesday we went to LCC for Samantha to meet the lady who is in charge of the 1st ever Arthritis Walk in Eugene. She wanted to meet Samantha and talk to her about being the Youth Ambassador for the walk. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />While we waited for the lady arrive we entertained ourselves in the court yard. Andrew and Maddie were running up and down the concrete stairs. Then they started jumping down the stairs. Maddie hit the concrete ground and fell. She was more concerned about her cut up hand then she was about her ankle. I took off her boot because her ankle was swelling. I had to carry her because she wouldn't put weight on her ankle. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />The interview took a couple hours and at one point Andrew decided to go get Tag so he could take him for a walk. Before I could stop Maddie she had hopped on one foot after Andrew. He carried all the way to the parking lot where he tripped and dropped her on the ground. A college student heard Maddie crying so she picked her up and carried her all the way back to me. I was so embarrassed and thankful for that young lady. Maddie said that girl was like an Angel to carry her all the way back.<br /><br />That night we waited in Urgent Care for 3 hours for them to x-ray her. It was about 11 pm when the dr. felt her ankle and decided she was just fine and had only sprained it. Once we got out the door Maddie informed us that it really hurt when he pushed on her ankle. I asked her why she didn't say anything and she told me she didn't want him to think she was "a big cry baby."<br /><br />The next morning I called our Ped. dr.'s office and they got ahold of her x-rays and sent us to <a href="http://www.slocumcenter.com/">Slocum</a>. The Dr.'s there looked at the x-rays and told us that she had fractured her growth plate in her ankle.<br /><br />She'll be in a cast for 3 weeks. Then in 6 months they will take another x-ray to make sure everything healed correctly.<br /><br />Below is a picture when Maddie got home on Wednesday with her cast on.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc9P_F2viNGsXzLaH356TD_PcrLpM3yqU7GDwND_RMBXEfnTGtE3l2spVz0D2clGpV1jthgGtZHbh4OPF5HzMla8R-5FK1-MYrJ6-xUM6BoxT0FMhX1cAQ1H-WoG7sdVeyZoq/s1600-h/DSC01028.JPG"><br /><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPc9P_F2viNGsXzLaH356TD_PcrLpM3yqU7GDwND_RMBXEfnTGtE3l2spVz0D2clGpV1jthgGtZHbh4OPF5HzMla8R-5FK1-MYrJ6-xUM6BoxT0FMhX1cAQ1H-WoG7sdVeyZoq/s320/DSC01028.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn3n6Obvz_RIcfY0lzs7BdoUPvx0OQXqEj34k8j6W32rH97PYL49sV_d0qnGs-jbQ-vKjaUMsrLZ2y9hOUubek1PNNmSjpepEfkTVSFAYurhoLv-UMMg-TP66XI4naypYBJtX/s1600-h/DSC01031.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhgn3n6Obvz_RIcfY0lzs7BdoUPvx0OQXqEj34k8j6W32rH97PYL49sV_d0qnGs-jbQ-vKjaUMsrLZ2y9hOUubek1PNNmSjpepEfkTVSFAYurhoLv-UMMg-TP66XI4naypYBJtX/s320/DSC01031.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This last picture is right before bed and she is showing everyone owie on her arm from when Andrew dropped her. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQROtnB4AuBQ7kRikskyBs_pUKqFkEw-uKB1t8NJo5Y00Qa2BxgdyUYvD79lvUI1CT_4qLGyEi6mISlWanCTDnbpKFGA1U8qsaW9iGoRtlAmLvI7rTxPchhg-61GlPc5bVvSa/s1600-h/DSC01033.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixQROtnB4AuBQ7kRikskyBs_pUKqFkEw-uKB1t8NJo5Y00Qa2BxgdyUYvD79lvUI1CT_4qLGyEi6mISlWanCTDnbpKFGA1U8qsaW9iGoRtlAmLvI7rTxPchhg-61GlPc5bVvSa/s320/DSC01033.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-28612664508395581192009-01-08T13:10:00.000-08:002009-01-08T13:19:32.269-08:00Hoodoo with the Youth Group<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">We spent our New Year's Eve with the church. I hung out with the 4th/5th graders taking video and pictures of all the fun stuff they got to do. Jay hung out with the middle school group.<br />Then the next day (Friday, Jan. 2nd) Samantha and Jay got up early to go with the youth group for a weekend at Hoodoo. They stayed at Big Lake Youth Camp. The roads to Hoodoo were bad so it took 6 hours to get there. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">I really wish Jay would of had a camera to take pictures because it sounded like they did a bunch of cool stuff in the snow (inner-tubing). When they arrived at Hoodoo the only way to get to camp was riding behind Snocat on innertubes. It takes about 45 minutes to get pulled into camp. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Jay and Sam arrived home Sunday evening. They are looking forward to doing it again next year. Also next year Andrew will be able to join them because he'll be in the middle school group.<br /><br />Below is a picture of Samantha in the youth room before they loaded the buses to head over to Hoodoo.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeTpYyYXSOhyphenhyphenUNVqJ68c0Kv5EhpJLeiSts5gTBoNxILTRVfiJEIFbPUxoLG1recGcRNTOd0hyn5F5Afm1PGN3AlVemgZWpH9YWp4ap7Njiyb38CnUChafSdTtKxmQZ3_Rih12/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"><br /><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoeTpYyYXSOhyphenhyphenUNVqJ68c0Kv5EhpJLeiSts5gTBoNxILTRVfiJEIFbPUxoLG1recGcRNTOd0hyn5F5Afm1PGN3AlVemgZWpH9YWp4ap7Njiyb38CnUChafSdTtKxmQZ3_Rih12/s320/DSC00841.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This picture shows the piles of stuff (sleeping bags and clothes wrapped in plastic so it doesn't get wet) to be loaded onto the buses.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpML3sBGUXX4hiqS0tEFYjODUuDe7ydU2fwa_XX1ujyyW_nXKS2riJ5NxeZx80RutfqluYy8XSkGOfYLE0YCpoEOhxJwjkBp1Fm5aGgbfiWf0bGPNjvDbCXQNOxCZd3zLyX9Z/s1600-h/DSC00842.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihpML3sBGUXX4hiqS0tEFYjODUuDe7ydU2fwa_XX1ujyyW_nXKS2riJ5NxeZx80RutfqluYy8XSkGOfYLE0YCpoEOhxJwjkBp1Fm5aGgbfiWf0bGPNjvDbCXQNOxCZd3zLyX9Z/s320/DSC00842.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This picture was taken after Jay and Sam arrived back Sunday night.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvHEIER4Vo_byS1nZDvcMa155h-pFKDgnmrAMxkL-DeW-kVLjHZbmrOvt3wpK5e5Uj-JUPPQ8fOtNO5Qzb2rHfLZjpW6MevmTJGTTb4lkbMkmjRZ1O5Jos0qBGhjIELOGPNMYy/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjvHEIER4Vo_byS1nZDvcMa155h-pFKDgnmrAMxkL-DeW-kVLjHZbmrOvt3wpK5e5Uj-JUPPQ8fOtNO5Qzb2rHfLZjpW6MevmTJGTTb4lkbMkmjRZ1O5Jos0qBGhjIELOGPNMYy/s320/DSC00848.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Here is Andrew helping out by carrying the "bags" to the van.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXiAMpTMDELu6GEDR6vasaT9g6n3D9mQd72ecNXoL-f4iDAAK_pBdfifQNUJXVq-JAobXzUWUJDaz__G-NloC2jM8q86f83_tSp_QUwoaWu3ExkX4KiY7uLI2rRrGE5mQyppl/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizXiAMpTMDELu6GEDR6vasaT9g6n3D9mQd72ecNXoL-f4iDAAK_pBdfifQNUJXVq-JAobXzUWUJDaz__G-NloC2jM8q86f83_tSp_QUwoaWu3ExkX4KiY7uLI2rRrGE5mQyppl/s320/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-30875485788660940432009-01-08T12:59:00.000-08:002009-01-08T13:01:40.345-08:00Camp Jam!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFjKJakcRMIhZRwFY69l5kIb-s9dhx1Jdr3KzgQ4TRAFMzuN4hIYkaIx9YzQXFgva4mSxbYsnaKM5Y9yeO0xVK9wRloxXBAK8DGYeZtYItkuaIiEzYdxuWe3eATfzzDTemj66F/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFjKJakcRMIhZRwFY69l5kIb-s9dhx1Jdr3KzgQ4TRAFMzuN4hIYkaIx9YzQXFgva4mSxbYsnaKM5Y9yeO0xVK9wRloxXBAK8DGYeZtYItkuaIiEzYdxuWe3eATfzzDTemj66F/s320/DSC00854.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div>Today in the mail we received a letter from the Arthritis Foundation. Our good (they are like family to us) friends in Kentucky made a donation to a <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2008/12/update-on-samantha.html">camp </a>for kids who have JRA (juvenile rheumatoid arthritis) that our family will be attending in August.<br /><br />Here is what the letter says:<br /><br />Dear Samantha, Jay, Amy, Andrew and Maddie,<br />Mr. & Mrs. Hatter have made a very kind donation in honor of Samantha for Camp Jam!<br />I look forward to seeing your family at camp in August. This camp is going to be so special and I hope the weekend will be filled with lots of excitement and memories for you to cherish.<br />We appreciate Mr. & Mrs. Hatter's very generous donation in your honor to help with our 1st Annual Camp.<br />Sincerely,<br />Janet <div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-7558243194538751762009-01-02T09:12:00.000-08:002009-01-02T09:15:46.125-08:00SNORTA<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">When our Christmas package arrived from Kentucky we got this fun game- Snorta. Right after we opened Snorta! we had to play it.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AUYZ4b-dc-U-s_VcWdFtAPJffpnnhyFcLFFDZfr5tCjegg7OVTR3prbgSHFsMUpK8a36Ywlak_rlqcT2jbBtgqOp0EMd0g17-icEonqqHWXebqGTeiWkIHKi4V0lQWWzFdYC/s1600-h/DSC00657.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0AUYZ4b-dc-U-s_VcWdFtAPJffpnnhyFcLFFDZfr5tCjegg7OVTR3prbgSHFsMUpK8a36Ywlak_rlqcT2jbBtgqOp0EMd0g17-icEonqqHWXebqGTeiWkIHKi4V0lQWWzFdYC/s320/DSC00657.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />We had a lot of fun playing and giggling.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMC80e7rQQ57X5r88hgH5CXkKbfeKpJu6vvtIndnAFu2zxCc8RK7uiA7h4DHmGa2N7M1hHBfbZg7k_rFZS5izsb4KZPfKoBpy-fg-HWRUtotQF1eAxmpf_cEix8R5LZFi1nvk/s1600-h/DSC00661.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHMC80e7rQQ57X5r88hgH5CXkKbfeKpJu6vvtIndnAFu2zxCc8RK7uiA7h4DHmGa2N7M1hHBfbZg7k_rFZS5izsb4KZPfKoBpy-fg-HWRUtotQF1eAxmpf_cEix8R5LZFi1nvk/s320/DSC00661.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Then when Gary, Sara and Cari spent the night at our house we played a couple rounds of Snorta. We got laughing so hard that we could hardly breath. They told me that they liked it so much that they got it for their New Years Eve party up in Portland. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPU309ImfYVPQdFLmK0nZHt8Q_LuE8ktR76H3Cqm22jJn9l2Yu0I8uW0TPSnS4IC8NDYXxaNu46xGaIRB3T_O-kDCv2s5yWsUU0Ywcv6dSazrAG2OqhSRhW7yluAkFQKqgoAnX/s1600-h/DSC00673.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPU309ImfYVPQdFLmK0nZHt8Q_LuE8ktR76H3Cqm22jJn9l2Yu0I8uW0TPSnS4IC8NDYXxaNu46xGaIRB3T_O-kDCv2s5yWsUU0Ywcv6dSazrAG2OqhSRhW7yluAkFQKqgoAnX/s320/DSC00673.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />If you haven't played this game then you should check it out. It is made by Apples to Apples.</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-61793045375959163912008-12-24T22:32:00.000-08:002008-12-24T22:35:04.359-08:00Santa is on his wayAndrew did his traditional calling <a href="http://www.noradsanta.org/en/contact.html">Norad</a> tonight (Christmas Eve) to find out where Santa is....<br /><br />We also sent an e-mail and we got this back as a response:<br /><br /><span style="color:#330099;">You can follow Santa's progress here. The white line indicates where he is delivering presents now!But he won't visit your house until you are in bed and asleep!</span><a href="http://www.noradsanta.org/en/home.html"><span style="color:#330099;">http://www.noradsanta.org/en/home.html</span></a>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-77442580627490077462008-12-23T22:01:00.001-08:002008-12-23T22:03:12.379-08:00Grace Manor- thank youI got a thank you today from <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2008/12/adopt-grandparent-service-project.html">Grace Manor for our service</a>.<br />------------------<br />Thank You so much Amy we are greatly indebted to you here at Grace Manor for brightening the lives of so many seniors who do not have loved ones to charish Christmas with. We truly do appreciate all you do.<br /><br />Thank A Million,<br />From the bottom of our hearts<br />Daniel and staffFamily O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-20200694637138439562008-12-23T09:55:00.000-08:002008-12-23T10:17:03.654-08:00Adopt a Grandparent (service project)<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />We did our 2nd annual Adopt a Grandparent program that I set up with the rest home. This year we had 16 more boxes than we did last year.<br />Here is more <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2007/12/adopt-grandparent.html">info </a>about the program from last year. And here is <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2007/12/follow-up-to-adopt-grandparent.html">one more </a>post about it from last year.<br /><br />After our <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2008/12/girl-scout-christmas-party.html">Christmas party </a>we loaded up our girls and met the rest of the SU at the rest home.<br /><br />This year I decided instead of having us go door to door that we would come at the end of lunch and sing in the dining room. That would cut down on the chaos in the halls (which you can see in <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2007/12/follow-up-to-adopt-grandparent.html">these pictures </a>from last year).<br /><br />The residents were so nice. As you can see in this picture below one of them wore the Christmas craft the girls made them on their head.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKM8hOTpwNdinxxnJM2ba5n9oln2bDBSfQRboODICP4fKoz48FGoaqhT4LwiJlPwSJqHKpzkx3TLINZZpCnVyNHIgu0ysB2Odgtn1zYYLNK7h7Icgra61RGkExJPvT07vD6JIG/s1600-h/DSC_0109.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKM8hOTpwNdinxxnJM2ba5n9oln2bDBSfQRboODICP4fKoz48FGoaqhT4LwiJlPwSJqHKpzkx3TLINZZpCnVyNHIgu0ysB2Odgtn1zYYLNK7h7Icgra61RGkExJPvT07vD6JIG/s320/DSC_0109.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The girls sang Christmas songs and had their presents ready to pass out.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7AoBpPdhVNM5xWBlQHNzNRSk64zDRJLT0F043cawSYySKy49jrzbLNzsrdAng8PV62aDnba8pYyM3KQRMoZmpKO1_3kcTHKvEg2iyIHSENlYA3Ero4bKDpFdZrhmB0af7Q_Ui/s1600-h/DSC_0111.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7AoBpPdhVNM5xWBlQHNzNRSk64zDRJLT0F043cawSYySKy49jrzbLNzsrdAng8PV62aDnba8pYyM3KQRMoZmpKO1_3kcTHKvEg2iyIHSENlYA3Ero4bKDpFdZrhmB0af7Q_Ui/s320/DSC_0111.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />Here are some of the residents opening their gifts and showing me what they received.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKZKeD78XeVW3fTLrwrT1Y3MdTs9KN0pMKHfHuq0IOozYcBjNlP0wjELzIedGQo1XCsmhy0sJydUJiEcfFlP7wQ3XUjJt3-UU1uOxdM-rQ72CNtusjISVOrnrdWY-Ed5YpGvu/s1600-h/DSC_0112.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVKZKeD78XeVW3fTLrwrT1Y3MdTs9KN0pMKHfHuq0IOozYcBjNlP0wjELzIedGQo1XCsmhy0sJydUJiEcfFlP7wQ3XUjJt3-UU1uOxdM-rQ72CNtusjISVOrnrdWY-Ed5YpGvu/s320/DSC_0112.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Daniel (the Activities Director) took the girls whose recipients weren't in the lunch room to their rooms. This lady was so precious. She told Samantha that it was her birthday and Jesus birthday and she was 94 years old. She kept smelling the gifts and letting us know they had an odor to them. She clarified that it was a pleasant odor. It got the girls giggling that she liked smelling her gift. Daniel told us as we were leaving that she has no family. So, no one to visit her. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchXuu95G1NPuX4DgO0teor-rEKh2G0spiaq-uV55nFC1nss6pAofC61xRn4ZbCoEuMtv5OFLRu0MTDGEgFakLmW5b5EmFWSIGMg_VenoE7qHtKoXfm9Fvox-Mc0y_saneYX47/s1600-h/DSC_0118.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgchXuu95G1NPuX4DgO0teor-rEKh2G0spiaq-uV55nFC1nss6pAofC61xRn4ZbCoEuMtv5OFLRu0MTDGEgFakLmW5b5EmFWSIGMg_VenoE7qHtKoXfm9Fvox-Mc0y_saneYX47/s320/DSC_0118.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Now an update on Samantha: Thursday (Dec. 11th) Samantha didn't feel well. Her stomach hurt so much. It would hurt after she took her medicine. She had the same problem on Friday and that was her best friends slumber party. I talked to the mom about Sam's issue with her stomach and the medicine and we decided to let her go ahead. Sounds like she had fun at the sleepover. Then she was dropped off in the morning at the GS Christmas party. She was doing well to start with but by the time we got to the rest home I noticed Samantha had withdrawn from everyone. Her friends noticed also. Samantha told me her stomach hurt so badly and that she was in a lot of pain and felt weird. She did make it through the "adopt-a-grandparent" project. When we got home she spent the rest of the afternoon resting at home. </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><br />Currently she is making sure she eats enough food before she takes her medicine to help keep her from getting sick to her stomach. </div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-81598468941363005182008-12-23T09:37:00.000-08:002008-12-23T09:39:43.818-08:00Girl Scout Christmas Party<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">We had our annual Christmas party on Sat. 13th. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghN53vUGHeoGovUz5weeVk3NQzwe6Fwv5TF0bCN9C8b9HIuaZrEXotZVf6kaNRx9VMxA8c1Rd2LeM01NhRJ6lHd9l5RIAncaoo8DCKNRie0JpaOSUxeEtVjPi4wwzG4XWg5pa8/s1600-h/DSC_0014.JPG"><br /><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghN53vUGHeoGovUz5weeVk3NQzwe6Fwv5TF0bCN9C8b9HIuaZrEXotZVf6kaNRx9VMxA8c1Rd2LeM01NhRJ6lHd9l5RIAncaoo8DCKNRie0JpaOSUxeEtVjPi4wwzG4XWg5pa8/s320/DSC_0014.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />The girls did several crafts and played games.<br />One of the games they played was a 3-legged race with huge Christmas stockings.<br /></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge6L_UsIcoty-mcNo8GXVyLf6raoPiwNkGf0T0frwasgp-QCDT90KSD4s58K61cn5G3o4nirl0-ThXkYfKZfarqpiQd4jHjz43MKg1XTW23X6jHfhQiZmNdenhlC5yDdbDI3RB/s1600-h/DSC_0055.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEge6L_UsIcoty-mcNo8GXVyLf6raoPiwNkGf0T0frwasgp-QCDT90KSD4s58K61cn5G3o4nirl0-ThXkYfKZfarqpiQd4jHjz43MKg1XTW23X6jHfhQiZmNdenhlC5yDdbDI3RB/s320/DSC_0055.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This next game was decorate your leaders. The girls broke into two teams and each team had the same supplies. They decorated us with all the supplies.<br /></div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPswX-q4CJzF97TNo5Xj44QwUdLcaESK7G2IE-ymC0Ap1qPFGKn7t0-YLmnLJY52eZubGmvpOaf0Hx6MfW1I01iKCtF7W-aSWW9SaUHE3rIRMug21b0fvyqIvF3dJqNe4hgsY/s1600-h/DSC_0080.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOPswX-q4CJzF97TNo5Xj44QwUdLcaESK7G2IE-ymC0Ap1qPFGKn7t0-YLmnLJY52eZubGmvpOaf0Hx6MfW1I01iKCtF7W-aSWW9SaUHE3rIRMug21b0fvyqIvF3dJqNe4hgsY/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Not sure if you can tell but I have bows on my shoes. The girls had a great time making Jill and I look like a beautiful Christmas present.<br /></div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUfPxsfED8cCmNbsd8zQigEhBJCum_OX71JryHGD8kjyWirzaK2UaCYFAVNpi9TL6ovrLmmUwd_CNqqy7toiEF5omUPXfU-4DepUh8hiOM1mxBnZMEjjj1uflFzoYpV_z8culD/s1600-h/DSC_0082.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUfPxsfED8cCmNbsd8zQigEhBJCum_OX71JryHGD8kjyWirzaK2UaCYFAVNpi9TL6ovrLmmUwd_CNqqy7toiEF5omUPXfU-4DepUh8hiOM1mxBnZMEjjj1uflFzoYpV_z8culD/s320/DSC_0082.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />This year instead of doing a cookie exchange and recipe book we did an ornament exchange. The girls did a cake walk and when you land on the number that was called ...then you got to pick a wrapped ornament. We did not do where you steal the ornament from each other. </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-24095125509348060262008-12-21T21:11:00.000-08:002008-12-21T21:12:26.703-08:00Pretty Cool<object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEc8v1OWeE4&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aEc8v1OWeE4&hl=en&fs=1&color1=0x5d1719&color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object>Jayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04121660675789469638noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-6015922668284574422008-12-10T22:05:00.000-08:002008-12-10T22:40:01.063-08:00An update on SamanthaSamantha has been such a trooper for us. At class last Monday Samantha's hips hurt so badly that she could barely walk down the stairs. Everyday when she gets up in the morning something different hurts in her body. So, she asked me to call her dr. at Dorenbacher. Last Thursday I talked with her Dr. and he decided the best treatment at this stage is to continue having her taking Aleve 2x a day and to increase her chemo drug up to 6 pills a week. Before this phone call she was weaned down to 1 pill but her normal dosage was 3 pills. Samantha wasn't happy about the increase but she understood it's whats best for her now.<br /><br />Last Friday night we were in World Market looking around when Maddie came over to her Dad and told him Samantha was on the floor and couldn't get up. Apparently, she had squatted down to look at a toy on a lower shelf and couldn't get up because the pain was too great. Jay had to lift her up. After she was able to get the pain to subside she wanted to keep shopping at VRC. She was still experiencing pain but didn't want to be pushed in a stroller. <em>I suppose no 12 year old wants to be pushed around in a stroller.</em><br /><em></em><br />On a positive note we will be attending a camp this summer for kids who have JRA (juvenile rheumatoid arthritis). The camp is for the whole family. It is sponsored by The Eagles who put on charity events to raise money for the camp this past year. This camp will be free of charge to the families. Praise the Lord!<em></em><br /><em></em>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-35026710228068218552008-11-28T23:05:00.000-08:002008-11-28T23:37:15.980-08:00Happy 11th Birthday, Andrew<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_OokygBdKF4wz25KbheBiONG9J1yq7o9iELxYiT49jABEfJuXR9m66bAQzPM92WfWQEZJixsQETTUD3Pl-87zxY2z2CoQDMMEP9-eyhNobvPEZOBPkUiH4Bf107bZIjPRVqy/s1600-h/DSC00388.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH_OokygBdKF4wz25KbheBiONG9J1yq7o9iELxYiT49jABEfJuXR9m66bAQzPM92WfWQEZJixsQETTUD3Pl-87zxY2z2CoQDMMEP9-eyhNobvPEZOBPkUiH4Bf107bZIjPRVqy/s320/DSC00388.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">11 years ago Andrew was born on Black Friday! I guess the Thanksgiving dinner the day before did me in. Actually we really didn't do Thanksgiving that year because I was due.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">When Andrew was 5 years old his birthday fell on Thanksgiving. Every 11 years his birthday will fall on Thanksgiving. So, you know what that means-> when he is 16 years old his b-day will be Thanksgiving. No driver license on his b-day. hee hee!</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Last night he opened his b-day presents because we have a tradition of the kids spend the night on Thanksgiving at G'ma's house so we can go Black Friday first thing in the morning. We actually didn't see Andrew until we picked him from gymnastics this evening. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">All of us plus our friend, <a href="http://geodiva.blogspot.com/">Cari</a> (who lives up North), went to Nachos for dinner. I'm bummed I had misplaced my camera and didn't get any pictures. It took a couple hours searching for it this evening to find my camera. I had put it in my other jacket before I changed to go get Andrew for dinner.</div><br /><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-26840949660796980302008-11-27T23:44:00.001-08:002008-11-28T23:07:52.297-08:00Macy Thanksgiving Day Parade<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">I got the idea from <a href="http://therileyreview.blogspot.com/2008/11/happy-thanksgiving-eve.html">StephieAnne's blog</a>. I printed off <a href="http://familyfun.go.com/games/indoor-outdoor-games/game/famf1003_tvbingo/">bingo cards </a>and gave the kids pennies to mark their cards. They had a lot of fun watching the parade.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-6FScWlLwOkY6vhXT4fgPvmFLaSSVSIA7-qrvKa1HFTE00qa3C-Q4m_11D2n-W1Av0BBXCd49zfsKet0xkzufO8EMqPTqPH-1HB3Rd7Szpf7IjhgrWxiot3hfdsJT72o4JKli/s1600-h/DSC00347.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-6FScWlLwOkY6vhXT4fgPvmFLaSSVSIA7-qrvKa1HFTE00qa3C-Q4m_11D2n-W1Av0BBXCd49zfsKet0xkzufO8EMqPTqPH-1HB3Rd7Szpf7IjhgrWxiot3hfdsJT72o4JKli/s320/DSC00347.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Then for a prizes I came up with a $2.00 bill for 1st place and gold dollars for 2nd and 3rd place. There was a little arguement on who really "won"...so, I decided to keep the $2 and give each kid a gold dollar. Next year I think I might change some of the stuff on the cards (one thing was for Mom/Dad to yell turn off the TV). I could probably come up with something different for that spot. I have a whole year to figure something out. :)</div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidGdeXWHl5ZieLWWGvW-21Zs0ekopk-welEqXvr5WJuIL0E97ctE48ktaz4ZM-ejkq9WMaIF9VF2XVK1QTvHxx6VH7GiF6Wcur7ME8Vqa_x617sMwYVOMUWZ7dTA8Nfur-KHfk/s1600-h/DSC00348.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEidGdeXWHl5ZieLWWGvW-21Zs0ekopk-welEqXvr5WJuIL0E97ctE48ktaz4ZM-ejkq9WMaIF9VF2XVK1QTvHxx6VH7GiF6Wcur7ME8Vqa_x617sMwYVOMUWZ7dTA8Nfur-KHfk/s320/DSC00348.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-26464542103422955482008-11-27T08:44:00.000-08:002008-11-27T08:44:21.404-08:00I survived Costco<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">The last couple of days we've been trying to get all the leaves to the street while it was nice in the afternoon. Yesterday morning the leaf crew came and put all the leaves from around our area in front of our house. When I left for Costco I backed out the driveway into this pile of leaves. Geesh.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GUPQ47GYCNwYPlNCSHKTHKR-bN0dfF4iKNG4efPQ1QOWY3rQashqk2D7lu15JE4omxMizFcqIs5o1vARam8eAIzqe0dJYpAEEvy2HZzVc4eVL2QRDHGh_S_NKFGuXd0ugIDW/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"><br /><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-GUPQ47GYCNwYPlNCSHKTHKR-bN0dfF4iKNG4efPQ1QOWY3rQashqk2D7lu15JE4omxMizFcqIs5o1vARam8eAIzqe0dJYpAEEvy2HZzVc4eVL2QRDHGh_S_NKFGuXd0ugIDW/s320/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />I went to Costco when the business people can get in (10 am). It was STILL crazy. The lines were long and the parking lot was full. I called two of my friends and found out if they needed me to pick up anything.<br />Below is our pie count:<br /><em>5 pumpkin pies, 1 pecan pie, and 1 apple pie</em><br />Tara took 2 pumpkin and Jill took 1 pumpkin pie. <br />Costco has great pumpkin pie. It taste just like Libby's Pumpkin Pie. The best part is it is only $6.00 and it is huge. Normally I bake all the pies but this year I took the easy way out. :)</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwvueypa_gKWNfFUJjYW0oxKiBZHm0WtJKCttlS9_0XXD2MB1cSm666Li7W8NqCr4suHh_f8lGQ2vkEOXR2Ot7ReCUiNWrUSDRow95wGb3aXu3gTXJxVfibVzeVllxy0EuhBw/s1600-h/DSC00345.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhOwvueypa_gKWNfFUJjYW0oxKiBZHm0WtJKCttlS9_0XXD2MB1cSm666Li7W8NqCr4suHh_f8lGQ2vkEOXR2Ot7ReCUiNWrUSDRow95wGb3aXu3gTXJxVfibVzeVllxy0EuhBw/s320/DSC00345.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'><a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'><img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-21880065579565679202008-11-23T21:54:00.000-08:002008-11-23T22:18:44.689-08:00MEME: ChristmasI saw this on <a href="http://therileyreview.blogspot.com/2008/11/gettin-to-know-you-christmas-version.html">StephieAnne's blog </a>and thought it would be fun to do:<br /><br />1. Wrapping paper or gift bags? If I have to wrap it then it is "gift bag" time (I wrap presents like I'm in second grade). Jay on the other hand is a totally different story. He's a fancy wrapper.<br /><br />2. Real tree or Artificial? Real. Oregon is the leading producer of Christmas trees.<br /><br />3. Why are you willing to answer these questions? for something fun to do<br /><br />4. When do you take the tree down? Usually the day after Christmas.<br /><br />5. Do you like eggnog? I can't do dairy. But my son loves it.<br /><br />6. Favorite gift received as a child? My laptop<br /><br />7. Hardest person to buy for? it is toss up between Jay and Tara<br /><br />8. Easiest person to buy for? I'm really bad about picking gifts out for people. Jay is so much better than me at all that stuff.<br /><br />9. Do you have a nativity scene? Yep. I have several of them. I love the nativity scene.<br /><br />10. Do you send your card by mail or e-mail? Mail<br /><br />11. Worst Christmas gift you ever received? I won't say since I know people who read this blog but don't comment. I don't want hurt feelings. But those who know me well know what it was. :)<br /><br />12. Favorite Christmas Movie? ELF<br /><br />13. When do you start shopping for Christmas? no certain time. Usually on Black Friday. LOL!<br /><br />14. Have you ever recycled a Christmas present? Maybe. Not sure.<br /><br />15. Favorite thing to eat at Christmas? sweets<br /><br />16. Lights on the tree? Yep. White lights on the Christmas tree<br /><br />17. Favorite Christmas song? Hmmm...changes from year to year. "I want a Hippopotamus for Christmas" or "Mary whose child is this" (not sure if that is the correct name).<br /><br />18.Travel at Christmas or stay home? at home<br /><br />19. Can you name all of Santa's reindeer's? probably not<br /><br />20. Angel on the tree top or a star? Angel<br /><br />21. Open the presents Christmas Eve or morning? We open one present on Christmas eve. We actually don't put any presents under the tree until after the kids go to bed on Christmas eve...so they wake up to presents under the tree.<br /><br />22. Most annoying thing about this time of the year? All the Christmas music. After awhile it gets old (my kids like to play it all waking hours)<br /><br />23. Favorite ornament theme or color? I like snowmen<br /><br />24. Favorite for Christmas dinner? kind of like Thanksgiving dinner<br /><br />25. What do you want for Christmas this year? well behaved kids. just teasing. :)Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-91471661891762934272008-11-23T21:23:00.000-08:002008-11-23T21:35:57.453-08:00Choir<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Maddie joined the choir today for 1st service. <a href="http://solacegirl.blogspot.com/"> Amy and Emma </a>picked up Maddie early this morning to help us out(3 services). Thank you, Amy, because the two older kids were still sleeping when you picked up Maddie. She had a great time with you.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">If you click on the pictures you can see them better. Maddie is in the second row from the bottom (far left).</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhSxqbbWHio9hCSaWtCC_t5YvO7IOKIbEeoZa7DJR4KPWkSYj20YMSf6GxDn6ZbfdSlyOx2RSBgYh0znvOJdbyuPZN4mxfcVepGTamyPpCgBgM2kr3pCfzBo_bJENYS47hla9/s1600-h/DSC_0005.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhSxqbbWHio9hCSaWtCC_t5YvO7IOKIbEeoZa7DJR4KPWkSYj20YMSf6GxDn6ZbfdSlyOx2RSBgYh0znvOJdbyuPZN4mxfcVepGTamyPpCgBgM2kr3pCfzBo_bJENYS47hla9/s320/DSC_0005.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">The next set of pictures are from 2<span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0">nd</span> service (I didn't take any of 3rd service since they would of been of the same thing).</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Maddie couldn't hold still while singing. She had her legs bouncing and then it moved to her shoulders and finally her head.</div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZooV4Bc-lxkiUpUCFlUFhIOIh19BY_KVBwoAMxOH3m7pSI64oEx8BkzWoawcerUoJsKEau9QIL3IfSKqDuit3Ov9RHf5OrD6FTZu0De8pkh2RIgEl1LMI03wkEGfFof8G4yg/s1600-h/DSC_0050.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4ZooV4Bc-lxkiUpUCFlUFhIOIh19BY_KVBwoAMxOH3m7pSI64oEx8BkzWoawcerUoJsKEau9QIL3IfSKqDuit3Ov9RHf5OrD6FTZu0De8pkh2RIgEl1LMI03wkEGfFof8G4yg/s320/DSC_0050.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Samantha is on the far left in the purple Easter looking dress.</div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI5vUgZMeyGlaneTCwfKEGK8LN62286THTwEh8bjGNG54IVhLAgf87zqhuyAZRFUMRnk6MUVEE3vQQURJnJuqPwlQZnIMOQaYFTX0GV-zBMFgOY1hVAo0dtQdsuPTyZUksxy6D/s1600-h/DSC_0054.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhI5vUgZMeyGlaneTCwfKEGK8LN62286THTwEh8bjGNG54IVhLAgf87zqhuyAZRFUMRnk6MUVEE3vQQURJnJuqPwlQZnIMOQaYFTX0GV-zBMFgOY1hVAo0dtQdsuPTyZUksxy6D/s320/DSC_0054.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">It was a lot of fun hearing all of their sweet voices singing God's praises. All the kids did a great job. :)</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-54629640184400362802008-11-19T16:04:00.001-08:002008-11-19T16:14:50.074-08:00What pain looks like<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">I mentioned in an earlier post that Samantha is being weaned off her chemo meds. It isn't going as well as Samantha would like. She was hoping to be done with them forever. But her body is starting to go into a flare. I took this picture of her this afternoon (after school). </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">She woke up on Monday barely able to move her head because her neck hurt so badly. The pain is still hurting her today. On Tuesday when she woke up with her neck pain she told me that her wrist and ankles hurt her also. She said she thought she slept funny on them but I knew that wasn't the case. I talked to her Ped. Dr.'s office and they told me to ice and then put heat on the spots (plus Tylenol). Then if the pain was still there the next day to call her Dr. at Dorenbacher. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">So, I have a call into her dr. up in Portland. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Samantha has a hot water bottle on her neck and a heating pad on her ankle. After the ice and then the heat she felt a little better. She is going to youth group tonight so she is hoping she can play the games when the time comes.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwoy4puisbXRZKqHnI9nC_Wllzb9pAiKY-BFV_EWpcBVgX9MKC-UCMuNmVq9AgdMCEVzHzHzx7ZacrS7z6wN863VdkHZZdFCiKzc0uiuKK9RDPswi8Vs5Qysn3JfwUfY1J9-x/s1600-h/DSC00322.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGwoy4puisbXRZKqHnI9nC_Wllzb9pAiKY-BFV_EWpcBVgX9MKC-UCMuNmVq9AgdMCEVzHzHzx7ZacrS7z6wN863VdkHZZdFCiKzc0uiuKK9RDPswi8Vs5Qysn3JfwUfY1J9-x/s320/DSC00322.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-51196112219434455662008-11-19T16:04:00.000-08:002008-11-19T16:06:45.371-08:00Report Card Day<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Today the Samantha and Andrew got their math report cards from Logos.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxb55ExUqsLJ0IxmsXqBldqF0UNzfWvvlRflxUVWGAfQdLM2ZqH-OLEMZaQe-I-Bt2gBSkTJSzrVvlwhLQDy33Iol2bWyoGFsulhEmrTWXVcvIjKzCwpjKAxrzQPvqETE9jHe/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkxb55ExUqsLJ0IxmsXqBldqF0UNzfWvvlRflxUVWGAfQdLM2ZqH-OLEMZaQe-I-Bt2gBSkTJSzrVvlwhLQDy33Iol2bWyoGFsulhEmrTWXVcvIjKzCwpjKAxrzQPvqETE9jHe/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPBZqgphzNzRUZyPWz409TO9sdgTQgE4uNwNKh_hIb7i4OhP3YduXSn1lyxywYA4lI2vQzocKgFpWFKaQwsNJMB0AP0Yfkc3GqVgbUXRr_JaigwDBBwDuspWW66HDw5udkf7t/s1600-h/DSC00314.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcPBZqgphzNzRUZyPWz409TO9sdgTQgE4uNwNKh_hIb7i4OhP3YduXSn1lyxywYA4lI2vQzocKgFpWFKaQwsNJMB0AP0Yfkc3GqVgbUXRr_JaigwDBBwDuspWW66HDw5udkf7t/s320/DSC00314.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3K7g3noJja8ARG5FHX8sy1uqhrdZj3DqjP2_dED4BC8IeBuCxhroQchmtOERZ0fIey_u0HpoRk0rCgK_LN1k9-4oDkMBobTczXhVMFlgoVcS-HB5RoB3aE7D479if68S2_iZ2/s1600-h/DSC00320.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3K7g3noJja8ARG5FHX8sy1uqhrdZj3DqjP2_dED4BC8IeBuCxhroQchmtOERZ0fIey_u0HpoRk0rCgK_LN1k9-4oDkMBobTczXhVMFlgoVcS-HB5RoB3aE7D479if68S2_iZ2/s320/DSC00320.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWBR5CPZethv436pq5TLHgcBh3eteBm8NwiCjFdbO4How0UadCBIxmkzhu-0NXQFWlC-wXd0SptlVFzlrRiZ3RGGHDBrP2aPbM5kmx1Hwfh5Bmjb1WVG2E76VYHvZcL_nQHf3b/s1600-h/DSC00321.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWBR5CPZethv436pq5TLHgcBh3eteBm8NwiCjFdbO4How0UadCBIxmkzhu-0NXQFWlC-wXd0SptlVFzlrRiZ3RGGHDBrP2aPbM5kmx1Hwfh5Bmjb1WVG2E76VYHvZcL_nQHf3b/s320/DSC00321.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-37164767053769859002008-11-19T15:39:00.000-08:002008-11-19T15:54:17.669-08:00Fighting Ducks<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">I love sitting in the Suite. We took a bunch of pictures with me in them but my eyes were always shut because of the flash. So, here is one without a flash and my eyes are open.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5d9ANfutL8yVP1fVUI5-R72k28hHLMF1JoKrbWIgPrfDM6hjDzSpsAQ2QcFQoMJ-_v8Qhm-p2Igaia9Dt7tHdEjCTchckFVFNafMNbQbCkoZUiczQBf-YmkKedL9f0zNPeZU/s1600-h/DSC00288.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS5d9ANfutL8yVP1fVUI5-R72k28hHLMF1JoKrbWIgPrfDM6hjDzSpsAQ2QcFQoMJ-_v8Qhm-p2Igaia9Dt7tHdEjCTchckFVFNafMNbQbCkoZUiczQBf-YmkKedL9f0zNPeZU/s320/DSC00288.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Here are some photos of what it looks like inside the Suite.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Andrew and Maddie reading during the game. There is food all around them. The food is always so good.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcK8A_1SWir9hXw6gxyCBEsdq59_9e7R2Et60sEd12R0NON-xAHxvQeK3SVz2aMCNgrUNFELnx0oV2HDjINXwEdi-NECQcycxB3ZwidyAlyl8LixNERZPfQm3O8esReoP7y0DZ/s1600-h/DSC00289.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcK8A_1SWir9hXw6gxyCBEsdq59_9e7R2Et60sEd12R0NON-xAHxvQeK3SVz2aMCNgrUNFELnx0oV2HDjINXwEdi-NECQcycxB3ZwidyAlyl8LixNERZPfQm3O8esReoP7y0DZ/s320/DSC00289.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5T3g9HwkxpArqZoToZtbXJQqKW5nfrd8DdUCNybjD069u4hMRnz6QzVSuiG3hmOXHUAB-ra11pk5U3hjKMLW8uFalOe6k5Fb3pEJgIrqmXwGGLnLt8rd4UGAePrP0GOKx8O-2/s1600-h/DSC00290.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5T3g9HwkxpArqZoToZtbXJQqKW5nfrd8DdUCNybjD069u4hMRnz6QzVSuiG3hmOXHUAB-ra11pk5U3hjKMLW8uFalOe6k5Fb3pEJgIrqmXwGGLnLt8rd4UGAePrP0GOKx8O-2/s320/DSC00290.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXDD-Qxxgsa0ezrdYik75BJ40cgsnPjOoT3EDj91jFeBBaz28ztkERQIOfJLdupBbyaSoIJrLo23aCMA8iBy9QTgDmtzSGC19K86kaBV2mBqRU8TGvYpPyJEJ2jDMciSUyjbIb/s1600-h/DSC00292.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXDD-Qxxgsa0ezrdYik75BJ40cgsnPjOoT3EDj91jFeBBaz28ztkERQIOfJLdupBbyaSoIJrLo23aCMA8iBy9QTgDmtzSGC19K86kaBV2mBqRU8TGvYpPyJEJ2jDMciSUyjbIb/s320/DSC00292.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-31993969261785025582008-11-19T15:38:00.000-08:002008-11-19T15:50:58.013-08:00Sewing<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Last week Samantha asked me to take out my sewing machine. The reason she wanted to sew was because on Veteran's Day she went to the VFW Hall and sewed stocking for Service Men and Woman. It motivated her to want to make one for herself. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">She did all of this by herself. I can't sew and she knows that I'm no help. :)</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTG_UuDC_UfHmr75V2llEBlsvnlbrqT3xw3RXkH9-94Tf-PpKX1OfPkm3uGUN1oUS_4hD67NOYDCJVlVVJIEGlLlAUjzHlCigFnDy8Viv9Ifb-JMQraXmyqZ6z23WAUFaPSYES/s1600-h/DSC00263.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjTG_UuDC_UfHmr75V2llEBlsvnlbrqT3xw3RXkH9-94Tf-PpKX1OfPkm3uGUN1oUS_4hD67NOYDCJVlVVJIEGlLlAUjzHlCigFnDy8Viv9Ifb-JMQraXmyqZ6z23WAUFaPSYES/s320/DSC00263.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-PINeZrB3ivKVm1WPZCr8-H65R1T7_Ppy-udZOgkjUsTHKKEIY5evjSNAwzTwsYonEbIlPNNq6MFL23tfvE4LPF89xZ9UADQ4dCd0UKHzs0npKDxAoeQ3gGjg3snZzgOR4s5/s1600-h/DSC00265.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgL-PINeZrB3ivKVm1WPZCr8-H65R1T7_Ppy-udZOgkjUsTHKKEIY5evjSNAwzTwsYonEbIlPNNq6MFL23tfvE4LPF89xZ9UADQ4dCd0UKHzs0npKDxAoeQ3gGjg3snZzgOR4s5/s320/DSC00265.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-26042828010444233252008-11-19T15:37:00.000-08:002008-11-19T15:48:17.088-08:00Fly Over<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">On Saturday before the Duck game we were on our way home and Jay took us on the new fly over. It was mine and the kids first time. So, being a dork I documented me right before we got on the fly over. </div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrBuVzsBonwow3XKWl2lGAh4eDRq_j0looLWGq4_VF4KO14uwEtRiKGLaRTFBqssupynQA_1nQymolFCxUOWXtNu9iobIwr9nvKAwGqQhbRAO722QRA96BZvk9ApJfjhVewzIF/s1600-h/DSC00267.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrBuVzsBonwow3XKWl2lGAh4eDRq_j0looLWGq4_VF4KO14uwEtRiKGLaRTFBqssupynQA_1nQymolFCxUOWXtNu9iobIwr9nvKAwGqQhbRAO722QRA96BZvk9ApJfjhVewzIF/s320/DSC00267.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkId1qg7ohrSKbjIiDf2kjkMEdEgxnd6-7T5XMC_W7fnWerjpfWCuA2eJapLvqaFeHrJFLWysjI1ve31rGimX8J6nYJY0a6A1w_fLJGM8vxesXPbEGUh__4Nc2PcG-yMoikKYJ/s1600-h/DSC00270.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjkId1qg7ohrSKbjIiDf2kjkMEdEgxnd6-7T5XMC_W7fnWerjpfWCuA2eJapLvqaFeHrJFLWysjI1ve31rGimX8J6nYJY0a6A1w_fLJGM8vxesXPbEGUh__4Nc2PcG-yMoikKYJ/s320/DSC00270.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">$4 million or so (give or take a few million) for this road. </div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-13487929436867302702008-11-19T15:36:00.000-08:002008-11-19T15:45:39.766-08:00Kung Fu Night<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsNCPybZqzT1yTPVjaLxWAbsxVrJEO2VzwK5yOfugIa8licok0hvlM35f8Djx1vUEx_oQ6HaE8yYCA2ZzjapKWpicHaXI1LitV_fj9weF-tE7hfTtluBulhpaEWADACdR_UGM/s1600-h/DSC_0045.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjSsNCPybZqzT1yTPVjaLxWAbsxVrJEO2VzwK5yOfugIa8licok0hvlM35f8Djx1vUEx_oQ6HaE8yYCA2ZzjapKWpicHaXI1LitV_fj9weF-tE7hfTtluBulhpaEWADACdR_UGM/s320/DSC_0045.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Last Friday night I got the privilege of being the photographer for the Middle Schoolers Kung Fu Panda night at First B. I followed the kids around taking all kinds of fun photos. They had different stations set up (like showing your secret ninja move, ninja star making and so on). The kids had fun dressing up for the evening. We found that dress Samantha is wearing from Goodwill. It is authenic (from Vietnam). </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Above is a shot of Jay and the girls showing me their secret ninja move before we headed out for our night at the church. </div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-61817471099468454082008-11-13T15:03:00.000-08:002008-11-13T15:18:34.515-08:00October's Dr. appointment<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">I'm sorry to family members that I didn't blog after our last dr. appointment at Dorenbacher's Children Hospital. A few weeks ago we headed up for our every 4 month dr. appointment with Samantha. G'ma kept Andrew and Maddie here that day.<br />It was a good appointment. Samantha has been on methotraxate for 9 years. At her previous appointment the Dr. weaned her from 3 pills once a week to 2 pills once a week. She didn't do so well for a couple of weeks after being weaned to two pills. But Samantha didn't want me to say anything to the dr. because she hates taking the medicine so much. So, after a couple of weeks she started adjusting to the new dosage.<br />At this appointment the Dr. thought Samantha was still doing well enough to go down to just one pill. I told him what happened after the last time he reduced her medicine and he told me to let him know if it continues for more than a couple of weeks. Samantha promised to be honest with us about the effects the medicine was having on her.<br />Again her body didn't do so well being weaned to just one pill. She started having flare ups in her ankles and wrist. After a couple of weeks it seems to have quieted down. She is so happy and hopeful that after taking this medicine for almost her whole life she might be able to be done with it.<br />She was about 62 pounds and if I remember correctly almost 4'10". She is still the lightest kid she knows for her age. She is content with her small size. The only thing that frustrates her about her size is when people think that her brother is her twin (he is the same height...maybe 1/2" shorter).<br /><br />Here she is waiting for the Dr. to make his appearance.<br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPsFuilMCHpUyU11x3SxIVHAYgIqNvqFmfhhShcmK3h_4yDXHb3lrBEp2yMcANjgsI5c9JD9S5prkfxZIqVFYR06HE453HTruGy527H1XiYz_gHHA23fstUOCHLsNb-kjiv4J/s1600-h/DSC00093.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGPsFuilMCHpUyU11x3SxIVHAYgIqNvqFmfhhShcmK3h_4yDXHb3lrBEp2yMcANjgsI5c9JD9S5prkfxZIqVFYR06HE453HTruGy527H1XiYz_gHHA23fstUOCHLsNb-kjiv4J/s320/DSC00093.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Jay and I playing around in the Dr. office. I always look so white compared to Jay.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvmXuDdiVhrva85Jtk0_nKnaX09boVePqN_B15rXIFOskOeTZF849o0Fl-1lfR_rLf2a3YX9058Tt5UcNuvYGqQ-VHva8AfGOaqTrdA5IGMiLfO-gzFzolutYHpEG00zVzVVer/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvmXuDdiVhrva85Jtk0_nKnaX09boVePqN_B15rXIFOskOeTZF849o0Fl-1lfR_rLf2a3YX9058Tt5UcNuvYGqQ-VHva8AfGOaqTrdA5IGMiLfO-gzFzolutYHpEG00zVzVVer/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">Here is Samantha at her <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2008/03/dr-visit-and-fun-afterwards.html">March appointment</a>.</div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-30279682114055630492008-11-13T14:41:00.000-08:002008-11-13T14:51:53.342-08:00WE'RE DEBT FREE!!!<div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center">The day after Halloween (Nov. 1st) we got up early and headed to Portland. <a href="http://www.daveramsey.com/">Dave Ramsey </a>was doing a seminar on finances. We took all three kids and G'ma. Our friends, Tara & Jim came also. We got there early to make sure to get a seat. The two pictures below are of us there about an hour early. Good thing we got there that early because it was packed. 9,000 people showed up to listen to Dave speak on money.</div><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDKB27-1XTVeAoQxbgsAU1r-YeOHd1joNqa461ajRyedW8JyfZxQlvxSj-hvwEw_CDeMlVPzk8iDNHtxUWKO3Rhly97cJoZWxYb2Y-xXveORmknyR6ImKo-uxGd4UI9Uk_1Wr/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuDKB27-1XTVeAoQxbgsAU1r-YeOHd1joNqa461ajRyedW8JyfZxQlvxSj-hvwEw_CDeMlVPzk8iDNHtxUWKO3Rhly97cJoZWxYb2Y-xXveORmknyR6ImKo-uxGd4UI9Uk_1Wr/s320/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><br /><div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEdxKdaNZmUrFsgcITUUbxM_kNGO-OK0xy7_slfSb7iv-5zaxfU6hcg7HDaVfPtu6EAoJj4ocxJO047CFaRK14ekih3qYxbtIW2JgPwXfXjydOFZGIjiyLjjeWiMposqkFxLEi/s1600-h/DSC00224.JPG"><img alt="" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEdxKdaNZmUrFsgcITUUbxM_kNGO-OK0xy7_slfSb7iv-5zaxfU6hcg7HDaVfPtu6EAoJj4ocxJO047CFaRK14ekih3qYxbtIW2JgPwXfXjydOFZGIjiyLjjeWiMposqkFxLEi/s320/DSC00224.JPG" border="0" /></a> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"><a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"><img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /></a></div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">One of Dave's main things is teaching people how to get out of debt (everything but the house). And once you do you call into his radio show and yell- WE'RE DEBT FREE!! We always said we would do that but years ago when we got out of debt we just never got around to it. </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center">The conference was from 1 to 6 pm. The kids did really well sitting there (2 of them brought Nintendo's to entertain themselves),</div><div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"> </div>Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-34816132.post-12065702623007450842008-11-11T20:50:00.000-08:002008-11-14T09:06:17.239-08:00Tagged~My blog friend <a href="http://therileyreview.blogspot.com/">Stephanie</a> tagged me for a meme.<br /><br />Here are the rules:<br />1) Link to the person who tagged you.<br />2) Post the rules on your blog (copy and paste 1-6).<br />3) Write 6 random things about yourself (see below).<br />4) Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them.<br />5) Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.<br />6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up.<br /><br />1. I'm an only child. I always wanted to have an older brother. When I was little I use to pretend I had an older brother.<br /><br />2. I use to play tennis in high school. I was #1 singles for our team and I played year round.. Here is the irony...we have tennis court right outside our back door and I NEVER play anymore. In the 8 years we have lived here I have probably pick up my racquet to play 3 times.<br /><br />3. Jay and I met 14 1/2 years ago over the internet. He was a Senior at Slippery Rock University (Pa) and I was a Senior at the U of O. We use to telnet (does anyone still do that?) to a college "talker". It was all text based. This was before computers are what they are today. People didn't have them in their homes.<br /><br />4. I had our 3 kids in less than 3 years. It was crazy times when they were little.<br /><br />5. I love watching TV. Probably comes from the fact that when I was 2 years old my Mom threw our TV out the window because she was frustrated with my Dad watching TV. So, I grew up withOUT a TV.<br /><br />6. I'm addicted to Facebook right now. I've used myspace in the past to keep in touch with our Portland friends and family across the country. Then I got a Facebook and I've been connecting up with my highschool friends.<br /><br />If you want to know more quirky things about me ...I did another MeMe last June. You can check it out <a href="http://familyofoxes.blogspot.com/2008/06/tagged.html">here</a>.<br /><br />Okay, I tag: <a href="http://www.familyofoxes.com/">Jay</a>, <a href="http://realestatebarbie.blogspot.com/">Tara</a>, <a href="http://www.jillsibbald.typepad.com/">Jill</a>, <a href="http://redheadpress.blogspot.com/">Raellyn</a>, <a href="http://geodiva.blogspot.com/">Cari</a>, and <a href="http://www.blogger.com/profile/08257321797005387718">Becky</a>.Family O'Foxeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08996552759878712323noreply@blogger.com2