<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599</id><updated>2011-07-31T12:07:10.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Foxy Ma</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>274</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6829989447794355270</id><published>2011-07-31T12:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T12:04:10.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cfi46gtFyY/TjWnKZe61zI/AAAAAAAAA5c/X_wgMcEApXM/s1600/4TH%2BOF%2BJULY%2BAND%2BBEACH%2B2011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cfi46gtFyY/TjWnKZe61zI/AAAAAAAAA5c/X_wgMcEApXM/s400/4TH%2BOF%2BJULY%2BAND%2BBEACH%2B2011.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach trip! Ivey invited Mary Cate and Robby brought his friend Blake. The beach was wonderful and the kids had alot of fun together. This was Elijah's first year swimming really well and so he had a great time in the ocean, especially keeping up with his older siblings. Some of the kids tried parasailing for the first time and loved it. Great memories!!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;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' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6829989447794355270?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6829989447794355270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6829989447794355270' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6829989447794355270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6829989447794355270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2011/07/beach-trip-ivey-invited-mary-cate-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1Cfi46gtFyY/TjWnKZe61zI/AAAAAAAAA5c/X_wgMcEApXM/s72-c/4TH%2BOF%2BJULY%2BAND%2BBEACH%2B2011.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8484376154508892554</id><published>2011-07-31T11:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T11:54:14.384-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VECeFI7lUB0/TjWk1ZxyCvI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JAWxLFKGYds/s1600/Baptism%2Bat%2Bthe%2BOcmulgee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VECeFI7lUB0/TjWk1ZxyCvI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JAWxLFKGYds/s400/Baptism%2Bat%2Bthe%2BOcmulgee.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had baptism at the Ocmulgee River today right after our gathering. The day was beautiful and there was tons of celebrating. There was one unwelcome visitor in the water...a water mocassin. It moved on without causing any harm, thankfully! What a great day - Praise God!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;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' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8484376154508892554?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8484376154508892554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8484376154508892554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8484376154508892554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8484376154508892554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2011/07/we-had-baptism-at-ocmulgee-river-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VECeFI7lUB0/TjWk1ZxyCvI/AAAAAAAAA5U/JAWxLFKGYds/s72-c/Baptism%2Bat%2Bthe%2BOcmulgee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-779094105997026768</id><published>2010-04-26T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-26T15:50:41.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Jeepers, its been awhile since I have posted. I think because life is so stinking crazy, I just haven't taken the time for this extra thing.&lt;br /&gt; Anyway, on a positive note - my back is doing great! Praise God I had this surgery and am feeling so much better!&lt;br /&gt; I hope to get released in another month or so to do all kinds of new things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith has been working nonstop on the new space. We hope to be holding our Sunday morning worship there by June!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots going on as far as changes in our household. Ivey will take 2 Veritas classes this next year -Algebra 2 and Biology. We are both excited about this.&lt;br /&gt;Robby may be attending FPD if everything works out for it to happen...I just sent in the registration papers for the next school yr. It does make me sad that i won't have him home with me, but he is ready and Keith and I agree to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt; Elijah is growing like a weed, doing well with his reading and math. He will be my only full time student next year...and he wants a desk in his room before school starts! hmm - will he really use it or will it be another place to stash his "junk". He is a collector for sure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so excited to now be in an MC group. The kids and I have been attending Josh and Megan's group on Tuesday nights for almost a month now...it is sometimes difficult to get there because Robby is still doing baseball and Keith has all kinds of obligations as well, but we do our best and I am so glad when I can go! It is already such a blessing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I learning right now?....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I find myself still being reminded that people will always disappoint us in this life...and the only one who will not is God. He is forever faithful, always fighting for my best, never lets go, never stops loving, doesn't condemn me when I fail Him...He picks me up and continues to love me and I need to learn to let go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What am I enjoying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*New City...more and more each week! learning, fellowship, and our worship time together...aah it is so refreshing!&lt;br /&gt;*spring - baseball games, horse shows and flowers...&lt;br /&gt;*watching old episodes of Lost with my man!&lt;br /&gt;*always enjoy my kiddos - they are always making us smile. God is good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-779094105997026768?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/779094105997026768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=779094105997026768' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/779094105997026768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/779094105997026768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2010/04/jeepers-its-been-awhile-since-i-have.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4378729897037339570</id><published>2009-12-30T06:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-30T06:26:50.571-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Pray...that is what has been pressing in on me more and more lately. I can't do it often enough...there is an urgency. It's not like I have to stop and get down on my knees...I just do it wherever I am at the moment. Nevertheless, I am praying...&lt;br /&gt;1.praying for my husband: he has more than enough on his plate...counseling hurting people, making decisions and attending meeting regarding a new building, trying to find time and energy to study and prepare sermons, cleaning up/straightening the 567 time and time again, preparing for partnership for New City, Plant /Replant conference in January,not to mention taking up alot of slack that I have left due to my surgery around this house,etc.&lt;br /&gt; 2.praying for New City as we have families who are hurting, moving growing...there is SO much to pray for! We have volunteer needs constantly, praying for those who serve New City, MC groups...etc...&lt;br /&gt;3. praying for my kids...a daughter who turns 15 next month, a son who is 12! and a 6 yr old who loves, loves his older siblings...&lt;br /&gt;4. praying for my Mom&lt;br /&gt;5. praying for close friends who are hurting...&lt;br /&gt;6. praying for The Chandlers who are a young family facing a brain tumor,daily radiation and chemo...they have 3 very young children...and I know first hand how hard battling cancer is! My heart is with them constantly - it is a tough, tiring time! And it is by faith that they walk through this!&lt;br /&gt;7. praying for so many others...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and moment by moment the list grows and changes...daily there are new ones that are added...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't be lazy about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am confident in God and His plans for each one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a bit of a post from a pastor's wife on prayer:&lt;br /&gt;Pray: For it is fellowship with God&lt;br /&gt;Pray:For it is a beckoning to join with God in accomplishing His eternal purposes&lt;br /&gt;Pray:For it truly changes things.&lt;br /&gt;Pray:For it is a means of confession and fighting sin.&lt;br /&gt;Pray: For it is an act of humility.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4378729897037339570?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4378729897037339570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4378729897037339570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4378729897037339570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4378729897037339570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/12/pray.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2957435139588757285</id><published>2009-12-19T18:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-19T18:37:16.440-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, it is Saturday and 11 days post-op. I feel pretty good, the walking I am enjoying when it is not raining. It was good to wake up with sun shining in the windows this morning. Christmas is a good time to have surgery so that the kids are out of school for a couple of weeks. But, I miss the shopping and browsing and party going. I am really not a good patient. Maybe because I am not very patient.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2957435139588757285?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2957435139588757285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2957435139588757285' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2957435139588757285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2957435139588757285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/12/so-it-is-saturday-and-11-days-post-op.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6294050307239136527</id><published>2009-12-14T17:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T17:31:35.330-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow will be one week from surgery and Keith's blog sums it up best:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/notes/keith-watson/the-honest-answer/236109276468"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/notes/keith-watson/the-honest-answer/236109276468&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6294050307239136527?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6294050307239136527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6294050307239136527' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6294050307239136527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6294050307239136527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/12/tomorrow-will-be-one-week-from-surgery.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7593894705221619617</id><published>2009-12-07T18:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T18:40:05.787-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are all the "cousins" having Thanksgiving dinner together...my they have grown up fast. &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25wnaco-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/j_IfXp7DlD4/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686572033975266" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25wnaco-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/j_IfXp7DlD4/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx27L5NKeMI/AAAAAAAAA3k/hwUKyPl9g6c/s1600-h/Thanksgiving+2009+006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412688140178192578" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx27L5NKeMI/AAAAAAAAA3k/hwUKyPl9g6c/s320/Thanksgiving+2009+006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Grandmommy&lt;/span&gt; and me at Evening to Rejoice...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25wJIzJ9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/8bFZRJtBYPM/s1600-h/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686563906889682" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25wJIzJ9I/AAAAAAAAA3M/8bFZRJtBYPM/s320/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25v2YycbI/AAAAAAAAA3E/YeUxFDEyO4s/s1600-h/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+020.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ivey's&lt;/span&gt; last &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;horseshow&lt;/span&gt; of the year @ Big Bear Farm, Pine &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Mtn&lt;/span&gt;, Ga...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25vXmJpJI/AAAAAAAAA28/YYOM8tnpt7Q/s1600-h/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686550608225426" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25vXmJpJI/AAAAAAAAA28/YYOM8tnpt7Q/s320/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She had a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25vFfY51I/AAAAAAAAA20/N_h6x7Q3fcU/s1600-h/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412686545748027218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25vFfY51I/AAAAAAAAA20/N_h6x7Q3fcU/s320/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;She worked really hard to prepare for the dressage part and the hard work paid off with a first place!! The pics are from the cross country course... &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx26o_IE30I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zaMasppv9qU/s1600-h/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 243px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412687540472045378" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx26o_IE30I/AAAAAAAAA3c/zaMasppv9qU/s320/horse+show+Dec.+5th+2009+038.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And in the morning I will be headed to the hospital bright and early to have the fusion on my back. I am a bit nervous, but ready. I am confident that I will feel so much better once this is done and I can't wait to be pain free.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thank you to everybody who will be praying! I feel at peace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7593894705221619617?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7593894705221619617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7593894705221619617' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7593894705221619617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7593894705221619617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/12/here-are-all-cousins-having.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sx25wnaco-I/AAAAAAAAA3U/j_IfXp7DlD4/s72-c/Thanksgiving+2009+005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-11774311787173743</id><published>2009-11-26T05:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T05:32:34.248-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Thanksgiving!</title><content type='html'>Shout for joy to the LORD, all the earth.&lt;br /&gt;Worship the LORD with gladness;&lt;br /&gt;come before him with joyful songs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Know that the LORD is God.&lt;br /&gt;It is he who made us, and we are his;&lt;br /&gt;we are his people, the sheep of his pasture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enter his gates with thanksgiving&lt;br /&gt;and his courts with praise;&lt;br /&gt;give thanks to him and praise his name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the LORD is good and his love endures forever;&lt;br /&gt;his faithfulness continues through all generations.&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 100&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Thanksgiving Day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-11774311787173743?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/11774311787173743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=11774311787173743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/11774311787173743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/11774311787173743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-thanksgiving.html' title='Happy Thanksgiving!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1662085461796982113</id><published>2009-11-24T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:24:13.253-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thankfulness: Even when it hurts</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SwwWK-gyK6I/AAAAAAAAA2s/zPdsNvd4Sq4/s1600/thanksgiving-joke1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 353px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407721630400129954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SwwWK-gyK6I/AAAAAAAAA2s/zPdsNvd4Sq4/s400/thanksgiving-joke1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Great article on being thankful by Sue Lutz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ccef.org/sites/default/files/pdf/Thankfulness-SueLutz(nobookmarks).pdf"&gt;http://www.ccef.org/sites/default/files/pdf/Thankfulness-SueLutz(nobookmarks).pdf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am thankful for so much...even though I am sad that I won't celebrate Thanksgiving with my Daddy this year, I am thankful that he is healed and that he will be celebrating the ultimate way!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Happy Thanksgiving!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1662085461796982113?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1662085461796982113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1662085461796982113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1662085461796982113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1662085461796982113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/11/thankfulness-even-when-it-hurts.html' title='Thankfulness: Even when it hurts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SwwWK-gyK6I/AAAAAAAAA2s/zPdsNvd4Sq4/s72-c/thanksgiving-joke1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2184522620512815692</id><published>2009-11-16T09:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T10:01:32.118-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Power of Words</title><content type='html'>SO, I had a GREAT week in Louisville with my hubby, the Maloys, The McConnells and the rest of the Acts 29 folks at the &lt;a href="http://churchplanting.sojournchurch.com/ambition-conference/overview/"&gt;Ambition&lt;/a&gt; conference at &lt;a href="http://sojournchurch.com/"&gt;Sojourn Church&lt;/a&gt;. I love spending time with Keith, love to see him enjoy the camaraderie of his fellow church planters, love the wives track, and the fellowship time at night. The only part I don't love is the tiredness after we get back home...long days and short nights of sleep. But the good SO outweighs the bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the ways we were blessed at the conference was with several great books! I got 4 new books free! One of them I took a quick glance at the other day and wanted to share some of what I read with you. Most of you who read this either have a spouse in ministry or have a pastor. I know from first hand experience how much pray is needed for and appreciated by your/our pastors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is called &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Power of Words and the Wonder of God&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by John Piper and Justin Taylor. "If God is a God of words, and if Jesus and his gospel are inseparable, then how should we - those who see to follow him - use our words?" - Look in Proverbs for great examples of godly and ungodly speech.&lt;br /&gt;Then, I found this part just in the introduction by Mark Driscoll:&lt;br /&gt;"Scripture specifies 4 functions of the way in which shepherds should relate to those inside and outside the church.&lt;br /&gt;1. They are to &lt;em&gt;feed the sheep.&lt;/em&gt;(Christians, the flock of Jesus the Good Shepherd)&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;em&gt;Rebuke the swine&lt;/em&gt; (who claim to worship God but live unrepentant lives in filthy sin)&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;em&gt;Shoot the wolves&lt;/em&gt; (heretics, false teachers, and anyone who ravages the flock and feasts on the sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. Beat the dogs&lt;/em&gt; (who bark at God's people in an effort to control, intimidate, manipulate, use, abuse, terrify, harm, and devour them)."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The people in the undershepherd's flock, in return, should &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;pray&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;for their pastor-shepherds&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, that God would give them: a discerning mind,&lt;br /&gt;thick skin, a good sense of humor,&lt;br /&gt;a tender heart,&lt;br /&gt;a humble disposition,&lt;br /&gt;a supportive family,&lt;br /&gt;and evangelistic devotion. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was also reminded by &lt;a href="http://www.crossway.org/contributor/ortlund.jani"&gt;Jani Ortlund&lt;/a&gt; this week that our tongues according to James 3 are a "restless evil, full of deadly poison. With it we bless and curse." We must make a choice to "bridle our tongues" so that our every word praises God, instead of curses. Ephesians 4:29 says,"Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but &lt;strong&gt;only&lt;/strong&gt; such as is good for building up, that is may give grace to those who hear. &lt;strong&gt;And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be reminded of these words when you may be tempted to complain about church, the pastor or a multitude of things that don't satisfy you (or me). Or be reminded of these words when you are approached by someone who wants to tickle your ear with complaints about the pastor, church or music,etc...you have a choice - you can listen which may tempt you to pass this on later, or you can stop it right there with a kind word that redirects the sinful talk. (Once thing I have noticed over the years about people who complain...they are usually the ones who are not serving in the church. &lt;strong&gt;We need to guard ourselves and those around us, our church, from the evil gossip, complaints that can quickly divide and destroy a church and alot of people.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2184522620512815692?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2184522620512815692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2184522620512815692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2184522620512815692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2184522620512815692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/11/so-i-had-great-week-in-louisville-with.html' title='The Power of Words'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4361890404281980209</id><published>2009-11-03T13:09:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T13:15:08.335-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season, to Rethink the Season</title><content type='html'>I stole this post from &lt;a href="http://keithwatson.blogspot.com/"&gt;Keith&lt;/a&gt;'s blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier this week I was checking out the &lt;a href="http://adventconspiracy.org/"&gt;Advent Conspiracy &lt;/a&gt;after hearing much about it and knowing almost nothing. The concept was nothing new, but some of the numbers were incredible... a solemn reminder of the consumerism of my culture - and of my own consumerism.&lt;br /&gt;The Advent Conspiracy is about Christmas - and Christmas spending, but we are actually in the midst of a pre-Christmas holiday right now - Halloween. While Halloween numbers fall far short of Christmas numbers, a &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/business/article/0,8599,1931176,00.html"&gt;Time Magazine &lt;/a&gt;article estimates Halloween spending to be 6 BILLION dollars this year. Add to that the dollars spent on enormous Fall Festivals sponsored by churches and quite frankly the numbers are sickening.&lt;br /&gt;Watch this video from the Advent Conspiracy and tell me what you think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eVqqj1v-ZBU&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4361890404281980209?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4361890404281980209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4361890404281980209' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4361890404281980209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4361890404281980209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/11/tis-season-to-rethink-season.html' title='Tis the Season, to Rethink the Season'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-9027478494370836995</id><published>2009-10-23T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T09:43:23.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerning Halloween</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuHcxR5EfJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/U-zB22TjSK8/s1600-h/halloween_image2_rdax_65.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 234px; HEIGHT: 175px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395836567741037714" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuHcxR5EfJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/U-zB22TjSK8/s320/halloween_image2_rdax_65.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is an article that I found on Keith's post and thought I would share it with you... I did not write this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has become routine in October for some Christian schools to send out letters warning parents about the evils of Halloween, and it has become equally routine for me to be asked questions about this matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Halloween" is simply a contraction for All Hallows’ Eve. The word "hallow" means "saint," in that "hallow" is just an alternative form of the word "holy" ("hallowed be Thy name"). All Saints’ Day is November 1. It is the celebration of the victory of the saints in union with Christ. The observance of various celebrations of All Saints arose in the late 300s, and these were united and fixed on November 1 in the late 700s. The origin of All Saints Day and of All Saints Eve in Mediterranean Christianity had nothing to do with Celtic Druidism or the Church’s fight against Druidism (assuming there ever even was any such thing as Druidism, which is actually a myth concocted in the 19th century by neo-pagans.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;In the First Covenant, the war between God’s people and God’s enemies was fought on the human level against Egyptians, Assyrians, etc. With the coming of the New Covenant, however, we are told that our primary battle is against principalities and powers, against fallen angels who bind the hearts and minds of men in ignorance and fear. We are assured that through faith, prayer, and obedience, the saints will be victorious in our battle against these demonic forces. The Spirit assures us: "The God of peace will crush Satan under your feet shortly" (Romans 16:20).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The Festival of All Saints reminds us that though Jesus has finished His work, we have not finished ours. He has struck the decisive blow, but we have the privilege of working in the mopping up operation. Thus, century by century the Christian faith has rolled back the demonic realm of ignorance, fear, and superstition. Though things look bad in the Western world today, this work continues to make progress in Asia and Africa and Latin America.&lt;br /&gt;The Biblical day begins in the preceding evening, and thus in the Church calendar, the eve of a day is the actual beginning of the festive day. Christmas Eve is most familiar to us, but there is also the Vigil of Holy Saturday that precedes Easter Morn. Similarly, All Saints’ Eve precedes All Saints’ Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The concept, as dramatized in Christian custom, is quite simple: On October 31, the demonic realm tries one last time to achieve victory, but is banished by the joy of the Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;What is the means by which the demonic realm is vanquished? In a word: mockery. Satan’s great sin (and our great sin) is pride. Thus, to drive Satan from us we ridicule him. This is why the custom arose of portraying Satan in a ridiculous red suit with horns and a tail. Nobody thinks the devil really looks like this; the Bible teaches that he is the fallen Arch-Cherub. Rather, the idea is to ridicule him because he has lost the battle with Jesus and he no longer has power over us.&lt;br /&gt;(The tradition of mocking Satan and defeating him through joy and laughter plays a large role in Ray Bradbury’s classic novel, Something Wicked This Way Comes, which is a Halloween novel.)&lt;br /&gt;The gargoyles that were placed on the churches of old had the same meaning. They symbolized the Church ridiculing the enemy. They stick out their tongues and make faces at those who would assault the Church. Gargoyles are not demonic; they are believers ridiculing the defeated demonic army.&lt;br /&gt;Thus, the defeat of evil and of demonic powers is associated with Halloween. For this reason, Martin Luther posted his 95 challenges to the wicked practices of the Church to the bulletin board on the door of the Wittenberg chapel on Halloween. He picked his day with care, and ever since Halloween has also been Reformation Day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Similarly, on All Hallows’ Eve (Hallow-Even – Hallow-E’en – Halloween), the custom arose of mocking the demonic realm by dressing children in costumes. Because the power of Satan has been broken once and for all, our children can mock him by dressing up like ghosts, goblins, and witches. The fact that we can dress our children this way shows our supreme confidence in the utter defeat of Satan by Jesus Christ – we have NO FEAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I don’t have the resources to check the historical origins of all Halloween customs, and doubtless they have varied from time to time and from Christian land to Christian land. "Trick or treat" doubtless originated simply enough: something fun for kids to do. Like anything else, this custom can be perverted, and there have been times when "tricking" involved really mean actions by teenagers and was banned from some localities.&lt;br /&gt;We can hardly object, however, to children collecting candy from friends and neighbors. This might not mean much to us today, because we are so prosperous that we have candy whenever we want, but in earlier generations people were not so well o_, and obtaining some candy or other treats was something special. There is no reason to pour cold water on an innocent custom like this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Similarly, the jack-o’-lantern’s origins are unknown. Hollowing out a gourd or some other vegetable, carving a face, and putting a lamp inside of it is something that no doubt has occurred quite independently to tens of thousands of ordinary people in hundreds of cultures worldwide over the centuries. Since people lit their homes with candles, decorating the candles and the candle-holders was a routine part of life designed to make the home pretty or interesting. Potatoes, turnips, beets, and any number of other items were used.&lt;br /&gt;Wynn Parks writes of an incident he observed: "An English friend had managed to remove the skin of a tangerine in two intact halves. After carving eyes and nose in one hemisphere and a mouth in the other, he poured cooking oil over the pith sticking up in the lower half and lit the readymade wick. With its upper half on, the tangerine skin formed a miniature jack-o’-lantern. But my friend seemed puzzled that I should call it by that name. `What would I call it? Why a "tangerine head," I suppose.’" (Parks, "The Head of the Dead," The World &amp;amp; I, November 1994, p. 270.)&lt;br /&gt;In the New World, people soon learned that pumpkins were admirably suited for this purpose. The jack-o’-lantern is nothing but a decoration; and the leftover pumpkin can be scraped again, roasted, and turned into pies and muffins.&lt;br /&gt;In some cultures, what we call a jack-o’-lantern represented the face of a dead person, whose soul continued to have a presence in the fruit or vegetable used. But this has no particular relevance to Halloween customs. Did your mother tell you, while she carved the pumpkin, that this represented the head of a dead person and with his soul trapped inside? Of course not. Symbols and decorations, like words, mean different things in different cultures, in different languages, and in different periods of history. The only relevant question is what does it mean now, and nowadays it is only a decoration.&lt;br /&gt;And even if some earlier generations did associate the jack-o’-lantern with a soul in a head, so what? They did not take it seriously. It was just part of the joking mockery of heathendom by Christian people.&lt;br /&gt;This is a good place to note that many articles in books, magazines, and encyclopedias are written by secular humanists or even the pop-pagans of the so-called "New Age" movement. (An example is the article by Wynn Parks cited above.) These people actively suppress the Christian associations of historic customs, and try to magnify the pagan associations. They do this to try and make paganism acceptable and to downplay Christianity. Thus, Halloween, Christmas, Easter, etc., are said to have pagan origins. Not true.&lt;br /&gt;Oddly, some fundamentalists have been influenced by these slanted views of history. These fundamentalists do not accept the humanist and pagan rewriting of Western history, American history, and science, but sometimes they do accept the humanist and pagan rewriting of the origins of Halloween and Christmas, the Christmas tree, etc. We can hope that in time these brethren will reexamine these matters as well. We ought not to let the pagans do our thinking for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nowadays, children often dress up as superheroes, and the original Christian meaning of Halloween has been absorbed into popular culture. Also, with the present fad of "designer paganism" in the so-called New Age movement, some Christians are uneasy with dressing their children as spooks. So be it. But we should not forget that originally Halloween was a Christian custom, and there is no solid reason why Christians cannot enjoy it as such even today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"He who sits in the heavens laughs; Yahweh ridicules them" says Psalm 2. Let us join in His holy laughter, and mock the enemies of Christ on October 31.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Order Now" href="http://www.biblicalhorizons.com/catalogue/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Copyright © James B. Jordan 1989 - 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-9027478494370836995?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/9027478494370836995/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=9027478494370836995' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/9027478494370836995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/9027478494370836995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/10/concerning-halloween.html' title='Concerning Halloween'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuHcxR5EfJI/AAAAAAAAA2M/U-zB22TjSK8/s72-c/halloween_image2_rdax_65.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4993263019118071195</id><published>2009-10-22T07:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T07:26:04.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>God's provision</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuBrXKh-KCI/AAAAAAAAA10/O-L2PMsBabI/s1600-h/9916_1278383279638_1231692850_1893952_7129815_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395430399297857570" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuBrXKh-KCI/AAAAAAAAA10/O-L2PMsBabI/s320/9916_1278383279638_1231692850_1893952_7129815_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuBrcGbfXUI/AAAAAAAAA18/FFV0pU7Pn1Q/s1600-h/9916_1278383319639_1231692850_1893953_3030037_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; HEIGHT: 240px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395430484096277826" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuBrcGbfXUI/AAAAAAAAA18/FFV0pU7Pn1Q/s320/9916_1278383319639_1231692850_1893953_3030037_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;God has always provided for our needs, it is a daily thing as He promised. I love it when our children recognize this in our lives.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday morning I took Ivey to a sale at Kohl's to pick up some new clothes for her since she is growing like a weed and needed some fall/winter things. I knew it was a great sale and I even had my favorite - coupons to save more! We both love to see how much we save at the end of the bill. So, we enjoyed picking out some things and then her trying them on, showing me, us laughing at some of the funnies and then me waiting on her to make up her mind ( this is payback, I am sure). Then we went to check out and Ivey was a little hesitant because I didn't put any of the items back. I knew that they were all on sale and that what we were buying would take her through the end of the yr. We watched as the guy checked us out and I looked over at Ivey with tears in her eyes. Why was she tearing up? Because she was concerned that I was spending too much on her. The price total hit close to $200. We bought her 4 pr. of pants, a long shirt/dress, a pr of shoes, and 7 shirts ( I think) and after 2 separate discounts, we saved over $236 and only paid $136. I thought this was awesome...we got 14 items including shoes and paid less than $10 for each item. Praise God! But I was more amazed at Ivey's heart and her concern for spending too much $. She ended up with a smile as the total fell and then she couldn't wait to tell her Daddy how much we saved and how much we got. Then she modeled it all for him later. I hope as she grows up that she will be a frugal shopper and she is learning the cost of things and how to save/spend wisely. For those of you who think we spent too much, we did thrift store shop for all of her summer clothes this past yr and got her wardrobe pretty cheap there as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am grateful that I don't have to take all my kids shopping like this. Thankfully, we have received clothes from family and friends for the boys! God is good!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4993263019118071195?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4993263019118071195/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4993263019118071195' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4993263019118071195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4993263019118071195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/10/gods-provision.html' title='God&apos;s provision'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SuBrXKh-KCI/AAAAAAAAA10/O-L2PMsBabI/s72-c/9916_1278383279638_1231692850_1893952_7129815_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2960830331235358471</id><published>2009-10-20T15:06:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T15:28:17.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Answered prayer and a decision to make</title><content type='html'>Good News! Keith's humerus is healing as it should and he will not need surgery! He will continue to wear the sling for 2 more weeks and then begin some passive therapy. Great praise!! Thank you for your prayers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another prayer request is a decision that I have to make regarding my surgery. I can either have an ALIF or an AxiaLIF. There are major differences in the two. The first requires a vascular surgeon to open my lower abdomen and move the vessels about so the surgeon can do the fusion. Hospital stay is longer and recovery is a bit longer as well. The surgeon has done a number of these and I am confident he can do mine well, also. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/St45SD10CdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/mYprrCNH3u0/s1600-h/SSCN0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 150px; HEIGHT: 210px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394812386067876306" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/St45SD10CdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/mYprrCNH3u0/s320/SSCN0001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The AxiaLIF is a newer procedure that requires a 1 inch incision at the base of my tailbone, a 1-2 days stay in the hospital and a quicker recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/St44PPJ_OiI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gaQg1J-iBgc/s1600-h/5138_96719272099_96715482099_2422210_3750339_s.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 94px; HEIGHT: 130px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394811238054050338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/St44PPJ_OiI/AAAAAAAAA1k/gaQg1J-iBgc/s320/5138_96719272099_96715482099_2422210_3750339_s.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You may be thinking this is a no brainer...pick the easier one. But my questions that I get to ask in November include...how many have you done of the newer procedure (as of earlier this yr, he hadn't done any but was going to another state to observe, etc.) (and I am sure he will have been trained in this before trying it on me!), what are the differences in long-term results, and a few other things. SO, I need God to guide me to make the right choice. I am confident that He knows the best one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2960830331235358471?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2960830331235358471/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2960830331235358471' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2960830331235358471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2960830331235358471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/10/answered-prayer-and-decision-to-make.html' title='Answered prayer and a decision to make'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/St45SD10CdI/AAAAAAAAA1s/mYprrCNH3u0/s72-c/SSCN0001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5832914999362655620</id><published>2009-10-02T18:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T18:30:50.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Friday! yea, I am so loving the weather. However it is sort of bittersweet with many thoughts of my Dad and his love of this time of year.  Hay being cut, mums everywhere, pansy planting time and GA Bulldawg football.&lt;div&gt; Today I drove Ivey out to Mom's house. She was giving her first horse riding lesson to her cousin Cate. She was very excited about it, and the potential to make a little extra money. She has been praying for some kind of job that she could earn money to help her pay for the farrier and other horse expenses. I was tickled when she got the call from her cousins about this "job" opportunity. The horse ownership has been a great learning experience for Ivey, she is learning how expensive it is for one thing. She is also learning to save her money each month and knows ahead of time when she needs $ and how much she will need. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; My Mom's anniversary was this past week...it would have been their 48th! She seemed to be doing well, but she did share with me how hard it was when she went into their camper to get some things...Daddy's clothes, hats and many memories brought on a wave of tears. It made me cry thinking about how hard that must have been for her. She is incredibly strong, but I know this has taken every bit of her strength and without her faith, she would not make it. Her only love, her dearest and closest friend, her strength, lifelong mate, lover....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I miss him so much. Everytime I drive up to their house, the memories flood me and I go through those emotions of anger and grief. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Well, on a lighter note...I have so enjoyed my boys playing together this week out in the dirt. give them a box of motorcycles, some dirt and shovels and they will have a blast building a track and racing bikes. Robby also had the bright idea to ride Elijah's bigwheel down the long fast hill on one of our streets. Thankfully, injury free!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5832914999362655620?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5832914999362655620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5832914999362655620' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5832914999362655620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5832914999362655620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/10/friday-yea-i-am-so-loving-weather.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2535773892285882762</id><published>2009-09-28T18:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T18:34:54.792-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay...update on this never dull household. Did I mention that I visited the ER about 2 weeks ago on a Sunday morning for a VERY swollen lip and a staph infection...got a tetanus shot, 2 antibiotics and some pain med. before that...&lt;div&gt; I think I mentioned Robby hurt his ankle (possible growth plate fracture) in the fracture boot for 2 weeks, and now he is in an ankle brace and back to playing football with a limp. ahem..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, on Friday the boys went to ride &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;dirtbikes&lt;/span&gt; and I am at home ALONE with a sleeping baby and I check &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt; and find a picture of my hubby's face a little scratched up and bloody. He said something like " nothing broke, shoulder hurt, so they return home after loading the bikes and he cannot raise his arm at all. So, I talked him into letting me take him to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ortho&lt;/span&gt; urgent care and he is scheduled for an MRI day after tomorrow. He doesn't have anything broken and this is the same shoulder that he had surgery on when we lived in Eastman. So, they think it may be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;rotator&lt;/span&gt; cuff or some tendon tear. we will see...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Then I went to pick up &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Ivey&lt;/span&gt; from her trainers barn and the horse had stepped on her foot and it is swollen, black, purple and a nice shade of blue. Ouch!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Saturday we loaded up early and left at 6am for a horse show in Tyrone GA. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Ivey&lt;/span&gt; took a spill when Cassie refused a jump during the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;warmup&lt;/span&gt;, she was okay except for a scraped elbow and a stomach filled with nervous butterflies. She returned to the class for the competition and ended up with a 3rd and 5&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; place. It was not the best show she has had, but she learned to persevere and hang in there...give it a try and be okay with the outcome. I love her trainer and how she handles &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Ivey&lt;/span&gt;, she was so encouraging after the fall and the difficult times during the jumping class. God is good and after a bad start, she was surprised to hear her name called out for 3rd place! You should have seen the smile on her face, it was beautiful!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; We returned home exhausted about 9pm, soaking wet from the rain that held off until we started unloading horses and all of the tack.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; Robby did play in his game Sat., but not as hard as he would have liked, since he hobbled around most of the time. They did get a win and so he was thrilled. Keith was hurting pretty bad after coaching the game and taking care of the boys...or they had to take care of him I think...Elijah helped put on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;deoderant&lt;/span&gt; and socks! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, that's about the extent of our excitement. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;dont&lt;/span&gt; even ask if Keith Watson is giving up riding his &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;dirtbike&lt;/span&gt;, cause that ain't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;happenin&lt;/span&gt;'! he has TOO much fun on it when he doesn't get hurt.  crazy boys...I guess we all just play too hard around here!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2535773892285882762?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2535773892285882762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2535773892285882762' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2535773892285882762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2535773892285882762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4130815449533114779</id><published>2009-09-15T06:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T06:58:02.534-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its Tuesday, i think, and I am a little blue cause my hubby is in Houston for the week. He is there for Acts 29 boot camp and I pray he will be refreshed and energized by the Word and by the friendships he has in the community of pastors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a bit crazy here between Robby's fracture at the growth plate on his ankle from a scrimmage game, to my swollen lip/staph infection/trip to the ER Sunday morning (thanks MOM) and then ELijahs random bloody nose. Not to mention I keep a 3 month old who hasn't been to the bathroom is like 4 days and was really cranky yesterday! I was blessed to have help all day from Mom and Grandmommy who LOVES, loves to hold those babies! It was good therapy for her since she lost one of her sisters this past weekend. My Grandmother is 84 and her sister was almost 93. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My lip is less swollen today thanks to 2 antibiotics and alot of drainage...gross. I hope Robby's ankle will heal quickly cause he is miserable sitting around all day and we want to see him play some FOOTBALL!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-YaGZfnOI/AAAAAAAAA1M/KtJtcOUcN9E/s1600-h/HPIM2602.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381687653892594914" style="WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-YaGZfnOI/AAAAAAAAA1M/KtJtcOUcN9E/s320/HPIM2602.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Robby...5'5, 174 lbs! on his adult size dirtbike, and boy can he ride!. he scares me to death!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah continues to make us laugh and apparently he also amuses his teachers on Sunday morning. I received an email from one of them this week telling me of his animations...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Keith and Amy,&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to let you know that Wendy and I had Elijah's class this morning, and he kept us rolling. The lesson was the story of Creation. Wendy was explaining that plants would not grow if God had not created the sun. Elijah said, "People stop growing if they don't have birthday parties". Later I commented that it was really amazing that God created everything simply by speaking it into being. I was getting blank stares from all three boys and so I said, "That's pretty powerful isn't it? What if your mom told you to clean your room and all you had to do was walk in there and say 'Be clean!" and all your toys would put themselves away." Elijah said, "Oh, when I clean my room, I just hide everything under my bed." :) But my favorite (and Keith, you'll love this one...) was when we were getting ready to play a game at the end and Elijah said, "I get to go first cause I own this place!!!" We cracked up. What a wonderful kid! I'm sure he's a joy to you both. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He is such joy! I am also SO thankful that my 12 yr old son and my 6 yr old can play together for over an hour with their playmobil castles and knights&lt;em&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-Z_bJyc2I/AAAAAAAAA1U/IAGG4MULfDw/s1600-h/HPIM2600.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381689394630652770" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-Z_bJyc2I/AAAAAAAAA1U/IAGG4MULfDw/s200/HPIM2600.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Elijah on his Honda!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Ivey....she is growing up to be a beautiful young lady. She is 14! But still my little girl. I thank God everytime I see her in her room enjoying her American girl dolls, her Breyer horses and reading, reading, reading. She keeps me running to the library because she reads so much so quickly. I often wonder how many 14 yr olds still enjoy playing. She has such a knack for making things too. She took popsicle sticks and made horse stalls, ribbon and cross stitch yarn to make horse halters. Now she is making more ornate halters with beads and also for bracelets. I don't know where she gets that from, because I HATE crafts. (isn't that sad)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that she doesn't seem fazed by the injury on her arm...the obvious clue to a horrendous accident hits you in the face everytime you see her arm. She doesn't try and hide it anymore, like she did when it first happened. She is still afraid of the dogs in the yard, so she won't go there alone. But now she says...if that had not happened...I wouldn't have my horse, Cassie. And they are the best of friends. Ivey will get in the pen with Cassie and they play chase and jump jumps together (on foot). I love watching Cassie follow her around.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the blessing abounding are endless!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-cO3S5BoI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iMHLdei3Is8/s1600-h/Ivey%27s+pic+folder+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381691858906318466" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-cO3S5BoI/AAAAAAAAA1c/iMHLdei3Is8/s320/Ivey%27s+pic+folder+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"look  Mom, no hands!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last note- my MRI did show the need for the fusion on my back, but thankfully, just at one level. The date is somewhat set for Dec. 8th. So, I better get my shopping done early!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really am going to post some Disney pics this week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4130815449533114779?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4130815449533114779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4130815449533114779' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4130815449533114779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4130815449533114779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/09/its-tuesday-i-think-and-i-am-little.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sq-YaGZfnOI/AAAAAAAAA1M/KtJtcOUcN9E/s72-c/HPIM2602.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7752438841895183518</id><published>2009-09-03T16:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T16:35:08.847-07:00</updated><title type='text'>an MRI</title><content type='html'>Well, yesterday Keith and I visited my orthopedic doctor again for a follow up on my back. I have not been to see him in a year, because I have been trying therapy. Well, it has been like a bandaid on a big sore that keeps opening up and never heals. I have tried to feel better and act like I don't have this problem, but I do. I want to be free of pain if there is a way. SO, he asked me if I was ready for surgery. I said, I think so. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, this morning I had an MRI done...boy, was it hard to lay in that machine with the really loud knocking and not much room to breath. I did make it through and will talk with the Dr. again next Wednesday about the results. As far as I know it is only L5-S1 that is causing me problems, and that is one thing they wanted to see. I have no cushion left between those 2 and the bone rubbing against bone causes the pain...day in and day out - pain! He did say that he had not seen someone my age with DDD this progressed. I guess I can thank genetics once again. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am now in touch with the scheduler for surgery to get a date set in December. I would love to conquer this sooner (maybe) but with football games, horse shows and such for the next 3 months, it is best for the family to wait. It will be good to have the vacation from school then as well, so the kids won't get behind. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh the type of surgery he is talking about is called ALIF - Anterior Lumbar Fusion with cages. I have heard alot of good things about the doctor, his results, and I am trusting in the Lord to give us wisdom...that is why I wanted Keith to be with me at the appt. I think we both need to be on the same page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SqBQ-RoO_AI/AAAAAAAAA08/EU6cZ99TQmw/s1600-h/lumbar_fusion_cage_intro01.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377386985894640642" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SqBQ-RoO_AI/AAAAAAAAA08/EU6cZ99TQmw/s320/lumbar_fusion_cage_intro01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am scared to death....major surgery with months of being careful not to lift anything over a gallon of milk! Do you know how much a momma does in one day!?! It takes about 7 months for the fusion to be healed....yikes! But if the outcome is no pain, then I have to hope and pray this is the way to go! To imagine no pain...aahhh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SqBR1RIk7dI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Dr-GxtrNhZc/s1600-h/0903091023a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377387930654666194" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SqBR1RIk7dI/AAAAAAAAA1E/Dr-GxtrNhZc/s200/0903091023a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I am not sure if you can make anything of this, but here is a shot of my spine from the side and the last black space before the curve(my sacrum) is where there should be a nice white block like there is between the other bones...but there is none! That is the suspect of this pain...more to come&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7752438841895183518?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7752438841895183518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7752438841895183518' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7752438841895183518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7752438841895183518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/09/mri.html' title='an MRI'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SqBQ-RoO_AI/AAAAAAAAA08/EU6cZ99TQmw/s72-c/lumbar_fusion_cage_intro01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8985948025279348689</id><published>2009-09-01T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T08:13:19.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, school has begun...a first grader, a 6&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader and a 9&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; grader! and I &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;homeschool&lt;/span&gt; them all. yep! It is a busy day here...and 3 days a week I keep a little baby. So those are a few reasons why I don't blog much...not much extra time between that and keeping up with New &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;City&lt;/span&gt; deposits, books and such...not to mention a little laundry and housework, &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;walmart&lt;/span&gt; trips, guitar and riding lessons...gotta have time to ride and swim! yep, Mom got a pool put in and a beauty it is! My brother did it and he is awesome at his job!!!!!!! I will have to post pics. I also have some Disney pics...great trip, unforgettable memories for us as a family! I have new pics of the boys riding &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;dirtbikes&lt;/span&gt;. Next will come football pics from Robby's game coming up on Sept 12&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; and then &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Ivey's&lt;/span&gt; horse show on the 26&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt; Not to mention, keeping up with all the changes for New City. Keith goes to Houston in 3 weeks to assess church planters, we are looking at a new space for the church and 567.&lt;br /&gt; I go to my back doctor tomorrow to discuss my ongoing back pain and yes, I am considering surgery...I am sure I will have an MRI or some other sort of test first to confirm his diagnosis.&lt;br /&gt;Something else that keeps my mind occupied is the ongoing arrows thrown at my pastor/hubby...but he has decided not to wrestle with the pigs, as he put it...and neither will I...but don't go messing with my hubby's reputation cause you &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;messin&lt;/span&gt; with me! And I get rather feisty when you try to bring my man down!&lt;br /&gt; I will try, but won't promise to post new pics this week.&lt;br /&gt;I have missed my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;bloggy&lt;/span&gt; friends though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8985948025279348689?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8985948025279348689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8985948025279348689' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8985948025279348689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8985948025279348689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/09/so-school-has-begun.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5877965723186176959</id><published>2009-07-27T05:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T05:49:17.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>coming soon....photos from Disney trip. But first I gotta catch up on my chores! I will tell ya this, it was AWESOME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5877965723186176959?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5877965723186176959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5877965723186176959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5877965723186176959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5877965723186176959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/07/coming-soon.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7789373713383228523</id><published>2009-07-13T14:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T15:04:04.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Does Your Life Reflect the Gospel?</title><content type='html'>You know how when you discover something, you want to run home and share it with someone??? Well, you are the lucky someone!&lt;br /&gt;This week at New City we looked at Ephesians 4:25-31:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;25Therefore, laying aside falsehood, SPEAK TRUTH EACH ONE of you WITH HIS NEIGHBOR, for we are members of one another.&lt;br /&gt;26BE ANGRY, AND yet DO NOT SIN; do not let the sun go down on your anger,&lt;br /&gt;27and do not give the devil an opportunity.&lt;br /&gt;28He who steals must steal no longer; but rather he must labor, performing with his own hands what is good, so that he will have something to share with one who has need.&lt;br /&gt;29Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for edification according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear.&lt;br /&gt;30Do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption.&lt;br /&gt;31Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I have heard this preached on before, but it was like a light was turned on and I was amazed at what these verses had to say to me/us. I wanted to share these thoughts with my friends, I think you will gain insight from them as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Verse 25 First thing is that Paul was talking to a community of believers...like us! So, started off telling them to put off falsehood, i.e.: quite being fake or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;intentionally&lt;/span&gt; deceiving. Speak the truth to your neighbor!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;example: Has anyone in your community of b&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;elievers&lt;/span&gt; ever asked you "How are you?" and you reply "Oh, I'm fine. If you are like most people, you lie and say you are fine when you should tell the truth and then hopefully that person would be gracious enough to stop and pray with you. How many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;opportunities&lt;/span&gt; are missed by our lying to one another. Aren't we supposed to be a family???We should be honest with our family!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Verse&lt;/span&gt; 26 Next, he addresses anger. There is a good anger and a bad anger. Jesus showed good anger when he went into the temple and told everyone to get out! Yes, he was ANGRY! Anger toward sin. The bad anger is what we have problems with: when someone has hurt us or wronged us, taken advantage of us. If you are filled with an unholy anger, don't let it turn to bitterness, hatred, hostility, which always leads to division. You know when someone is mad at what someone has done to them, they can start talking about it, and that has the opportunity to spread to others and eventually leads to division in the church family.&lt;br /&gt;We have got to deal with it before it does this....Satan would love to destroy the family!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Verse 28 Stealing...and you are probably thinking, I don't have a problem with that, but before you skip to the next point - think about it this way:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Don't &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;spundge&lt;/span&gt; off of the church. Don't take advantage of people, of your family- we are not to take and take and take. We are to be a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;contributing&lt;/span&gt; member of the family (still talking church family), giving of time, money, etc. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It is also talking about working, taking care of yourself so that then you are able to help others in need.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;V. 29 Unwholesome Speech:&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Speech should edify, impart grace. Our words have great potential to either build up or destroy one another. So, give grace in your speech!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;V. 30 Did you know that we grieve the Holy Spirit?!? When we live in these negatives, it grieves the Holy Spirit, it saddens the Holy Spirit.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;V. 31 Get rid of these things...bitterness, rage, anger, etc. slander (talking negatively about people), put away hatred, clamor (yelling)....It is not godly, that is Not the way you are called to live. Put it away, throw it away!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;V. 32 Be kind, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;compassionate&lt;/span&gt;, forgiving....just as God forgave you!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;let's look at Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;* there was no fake, falsehood - only truth!&lt;br /&gt;*only righteous anger&lt;br /&gt;* He came to serve, NOT to be served (think about how we use the church to serve our needs!)&lt;br /&gt;* spoke and acted with grace&lt;br /&gt;*kind, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;tenderhearted&lt;/span&gt;, and forgiving&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;So, when you find yourself wearing the old, we &lt;strong&gt;stop, take off the old and put on the new.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt;, as often as we find ourselves in the old, take it off and put on the new!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;God, shape us into the image of Christ.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;(Let me know what you think about this)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7789373713383228523?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7789373713383228523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7789373713383228523' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7789373713383228523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7789373713383228523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-your-life-reflect-gospel.html' title='Does Your Life Reflect the Gospel?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4349260961045632810</id><published>2009-06-14T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T16:24:59.423-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, I can't believe I haven't blogged in almost a month! It has been a busy time trying to finish up school for the year. We are DONE! woohoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One really excited thing that we have done this month is get new dirtbikes for the boys. Robby is now riding a YZ250F...that's a BIG bike! Elijah has a new Honda 50 and he "loves his baby". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SjWEHk2ZOYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/O9MmvhXw4mU/s1600-h/HPIM2581.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347325398258104706" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SjWEHk2ZOYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/O9MmvhXw4mU/s320/HPIM2581.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The best thing is that Keith can also ride the Yamaha, so we are one happy bunch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The other awesome thing is that Keith and I leave next Saturday for Vail! We are so excited to be attending the Acts29 pastors retreat again. We are going to hang out with New City church Denver on Sunday and then drive to Vail on Monday morning. I can't wait...neither can Keith! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids are not excited about it of course, but I am sure they will have a good week despite their Mom and Dad not being here. Our parents are taking turns keeping them for us. Here is a pic of the place we are staying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SjWFrDE55YI/AAAAAAAAA0E/UdpDwQSvkmc/s1600-h/header_pic_standard.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347327107179079042" style="WIDTH: 383px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 233px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SjWFrDE55YI/AAAAAAAAA0E/UdpDwQSvkmc/s320/header_pic_standard.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is such a refreshing time together as a couple and an encouraging time as a pastor/pastors wife. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was a rough day for me emotionally. I was overwhelmed by memories of Daddy when I was out at Mom's house and once again I was struggling with him not being here anymore. Tough day, but I am thankful for great big hugs from my hubby and Robby. They are both very compassionate. love them so!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4349260961045632810?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4349260961045632810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4349260961045632810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4349260961045632810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4349260961045632810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/06/wow-i-cant-believe-i-havent-blogged-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SjWEHk2ZOYI/AAAAAAAAAz8/O9MmvhXw4mU/s72-c/HPIM2581.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2907385267641832333</id><published>2009-05-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T08:23:36.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'>from my heart</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;What a busy month of May! Life is never boring or dull, is it? School end is a few weeks away for us and I am looking forward to the summer!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   We actually are going to be able to take a trip to Orlando with Keith's family and the kids are SO excited. We knew they wanted to go to Disney, but we just figured it would never happen, so we never even talked about going. A church planter salary doesn't really allow for those extras...but God has blessed us through family to be able to take the trip. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;   For now, the kids and I are looking into curriculum for 2009 school year...Ivey will be in high school!! AGH!! And this may be my last year teaching Robby...yes, I have shed tears over this. He really wants to go to school and play football. This fall will be the last year he can play without being in school. Our hope is that he may can get some type of scholarship at some point.&lt;br /&gt;But I will be teaching Elijah full time, so my schedule will not let up much. I am looking forward to it though!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I have missed keeping Harrison during the week, I have enjoyed the extra time I have to catch up on things around here. It also allows more time to spend out at Mom's. Ivey can ride and I can talk with her and Grandmommy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom is having a rough time.. some of it is dealing with paperwork stuff, most of it is dealing with grief. Folks, it is tough! I can't put into words how hard this is. It just stinks! Yes, I know..."he is much better off, he's in a better place" but that doesn't stop the grief, the tears, the heartache. It is very real and it consumes me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   There are nights when my mind will not leave me to rest. It now seems that I cannot go to sleep on my own. I lay there with my mind racing through the last day I saw Dad alive... well, actually he was struggling with death. I recall those last hours when he fought to breath. His chest rose and fell like mad. The noise coming from him sounded like a truck driving over a gravel road. It was the most disturbing noise I have ever listened to. We sat by his side, Mom in the bed with him, holding his hands, stroking his body, telling him it was okay to go, pleading with him to let go and we would be fine. All the while, I was thinking - "I WILL NOT BE FINE"! THIS IS NOT FAIR. I DON'T WANT MY FATHER TO DIE! DO YOU HEAR ME?! I DON'T WANT HIM TO DIE! I DON'T WANT HIM TO GO. I WANT HIM TO BE FREE OF CANCER AND BE WITH ME. I CANNOT IMAGINE A DAY WITHOUT HIS HUGS.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss him so,I long for just one more smile from him, that assurance that he loves me and tells me that I am really sweet. I miss giving him haircuts and spending  those special times with him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am angry that the world just continues on when I want to scream," don't you know that my Daddy is gone! Don't you know how much I miss him! How "lucky" you are if you have today to talk to your Daddy and hug him and hear him tell you he loves you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And on that last day with him, after much fighting on his part, my brother turned to me and motioned to Daddy and said, "he's going." I turned to see him slow down and finally stop breathing. And for a split second, there was no sound, no motion. Then we jumped up to catch the fluid coming from his mouth, to clean him up and spend those last few minutes with him before they came to take him away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; After he died and we called the funeral home...I could not go back in the room. I could not bear to see him lifeless. I knew in my heart that he was gone, that what was left was just his worn out shell. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just needed my husband hold me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2907385267641832333?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2907385267641832333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2907385267641832333' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2907385267641832333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2907385267641832333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/05/what-busy-month-of-may-life-is-never.html' title='from my heart'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4108609377998731411</id><published>2009-05-12T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T17:58:11.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Post about New City and the River walk festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SgobFVHXhWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Yf-fGNaVEt4/s1600-h/s503016915_2260716_4182523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335106486955115874" style="WIDTH: 97px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 130px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SgobFVHXhWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Yf-fGNaVEt4/s320/s503016915_2260716_4182523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_R9T6BFGGIP8/SgX62h5WNdI/AAAAAAAAA-8/4NSZZDABN-s/s1600-h/0509091224a.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Go Green! Regatta and River Walk Festival &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the joys of planting New City Church is the amazing opportunities we have to be an influence in our city. I say with praise to God alone that I have never seen anything like this. I have never even heard of anything like this!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To raise awareness of the beautiful resource that we have in the Ocmulgee River as well as to raise awareness and support for our city's River Walk, today was the First Annual Go Green Regatta and River Walk Festival. As the event was coming together, New City had an opportunity to help out by lining up all of the music for the festival. We took it.&lt;br /&gt;High Energy Systems provided an incredible sound set up for us that made life simple for all of our musicians and put out perfect sound along the River! We easily lined up musicians to cover 8 sets - every musician was GREAT! We used some of our own - Beth Hyde, and one of our New City Bands - the other 6 slots were old friends and several new friends we have met from the city! One Bad Catholic played, along with Jared Wright (pictured), Dan Darden, Anny Stanley, Getrude's Mojo, and Tripp Spears. A great day!&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to all who served (Russell, Bryan, Rich, JD) and all who performed! You made today a great celebration, and a great day for us to be with and for our city! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4108609377998731411?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4108609377998731411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4108609377998731411' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4108609377998731411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4108609377998731411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/05/post-about-new-city-and-river-walk.html' title='A Post about New City and the River walk festival'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SgobFVHXhWI/AAAAAAAAAz0/Yf-fGNaVEt4/s72-c/s503016915_2260716_4182523.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6354385092120508053</id><published>2009-05-01T07:14:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T07:22:30.912-07:00</updated><title type='text'>catching up</title><content type='html'>Life has been running at an extremely fast pace lately. I find myself with a few minutes at the beginning of the day to check email and maybe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;facebook&lt;/span&gt;, and then I don't see the computer again for the rest of the day. With 2 older kids to share it with, I have to wait my turn!! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grief is a difficult thing. The loss of my Daddy is the hardest thing I have faced in quite sometime. I have dealt with infertility, the loss of the ability to have more children, the loss of grandparents, but this is by far the hardest. Seeing my Mom cry is unbelievably difficult. There is nothing that I can do to take away her pain, ease her pain...it is up to God to walk her through this. He is the only One who can help her...really. It breaks my heart to see her without her mate. She misses him so. The hugs and kisses, that one person you love to talk to...he is gone.&lt;br /&gt;It makes my own grief harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I am looking at what I will do with my time and energy now that Helen has had her baby girl and decided to stay at home &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;fulltime&lt;/span&gt; with her 2 kiddos. This extra income helps us with braces payment and riding lessons and horse shows. Not sure what God will lead me to do...maybe piano lessons, finally. I'll let you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robby is right in the middle of baseball season and we are &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;having&lt;/span&gt; such a good time watching him play. This has been a much more joyful year...different park, different coaches...much better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I will have to finish later...Keith needs his computer!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6354385092120508053?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6354385092120508053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6354385092120508053' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6354385092120508053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6354385092120508053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/05/catching-up.html' title='catching up'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4411909660569967052</id><published>2009-04-21T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T13:11:21.772-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Se4oFXtAAuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eJEsrCXAHYU/s1600-h/0201091512.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327239481953092322" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Se4oFXtAAuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eJEsrCXAHYU/s320/0201091512.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Found this picture in my phone pics, I had forgotten that I had taken this one. Daddy had such a great time on this fishing trip and he was showing us one of his catches! What I wouldn't give for another hug and hand to hold from my Daddy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4411909660569967052?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4411909660569967052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4411909660569967052' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4411909660569967052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4411909660569967052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/04/found-this-picture-in-my-phone-pics-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Se4oFXtAAuI/AAAAAAAAAzs/eJEsrCXAHYU/s72-c/0201091512.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1310038076950979696</id><published>2009-04-09T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:09:31.148-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My little warrior</title><content type='html'>Our youngest has just grown up a little more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;keith and I have chosen with each of our kids to read, pray and lay down with them for awhile at bed time while they are young ones. I know there are parents who don't agree with that, but we chose to do this and have been greatly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, we have been encouraging Elijah to do this on his own. We have found him asleep in his bed dressed in his full "armor" costume complete with sword. We take it off of him while he is sleeping and then the next night we find it back in his bed. One morning this week, he woke up and I told him how proud I was of him. He looked at me and said," Momma, I don't think I'll be needing my armor anymore!" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little boy is growing up.&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd45teCqHdI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FdCR2UnCjS0/s1600-h/n537528858_1244235_5641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322755262919613906" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd45teCqHdI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FdCR2UnCjS0/s320/n537528858_1244235_5641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1310038076950979696?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1310038076950979696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1310038076950979696' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1310038076950979696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1310038076950979696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-little-warrior.html' title='My little warrior'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd45teCqHdI/AAAAAAAAAzk/FdCR2UnCjS0/s72-c/n537528858_1244235_5641.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1969505060427726150</id><published>2009-04-09T10:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T11:02:46.252-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I wanted to post my Dad's obituary for anyone who didn't really know him. He was a fine Christian man with a faith that grew stronger during his battle with cancer. He was a valiant warrior and he taught my sons how to be one. He was a hard worker, a faithful husband and loving Daddy. Words cannot express how much he will be missed. To use a phrase from a Mercy Me song: "Never been more homesick than now!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd43BM7iNEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EvjzXe_JvIE/s1600-h/349648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322752303388832834" style="WIDTH: 150px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd43BM7iNEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EvjzXe_JvIE/s320/349648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Macon-Lynn Ivey left the loving embrace of his family to enter into the presence of his Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ on April 1, 2009. A worship service to celebrate his life will be held Friday, April 3, 2009 at 2:00PM at Mabel White Memorial Baptist Church in Macon, GA. The Reverend Keith Watson, the Reverend Joe McDaniel, and Duke and Judy Hicks will be officiating. Burial will be at Macon Memorial Park Cemetery. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Ivey was predeceased by his parents Richard P. Ivey and Ida Hartley Ivey and by an infant sister, his father-in-law, Lamar E. Tidwell, Sr. and two nieces, Sandy Peavy and Denise Bohannon. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn was born in Macon and lived here all his life. He grew up farming and never lost his love for it. He attended Union Elementary School and graduated from Lanier Senior High School. He attended ABAC in Tifton and graduated from the University of Georgia. He was employed by Blue Bird Body Company in Fort Valley as Senior Purchasing Agent until he opened Ivey’s Country Gardens, a garden center serving Macon and the surrounding counties for 15 years. His love of flowers grew from watching his mother’s beautiful flower gardens fill their home place year round. He closed the garden center in 2004, moved to a small farm plot and began raising beef cattle and harvesting hay with one of his sons. Having spent so many hours on a tractor as a young boy in the fields of his father’s farm, Lynn was right at home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of Lynn’s greatest joys in the months before his death was fishing trips with his sons and close friends. He learned to love fishing from his mom and this was the one recreation he was able to enjoy until his last days. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn was a member of Mabel White Memorial Baptist Church, serving in the past on the Deacon Board and miscellaneous committees. He was a member of the Faithbuilders Sunday School Class. The Deacons and Faithbuilders Sunday School Class are asked to sit as a group at the memorial service. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cancer journey began Christmas 2006 and his Rock, Jesus Christ the Lord, comforted, sustained, healed to give him extra time with his family, and encouraged Lynn and his family constantly. God’s gracious peace along with opportunities to bless others through His love made this journey much easier. His family is grateful for the gift of a husband, father, grandfather, brother and uncle who was loving, fun, who teased a lot and had a radiant smile. He blessed all who knew him with his courage and faith through this journey….all because of a God who blessed him. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lynn is survived by his loving wife, Joyce Tidwell Ivey; his sons David L. Ivey, Jr. (Charla) and Jeff S. Ivey (Kasey) and by his daughter, Amy I. Watson (Keith). He is also survived by his loving mother-in-law, Ruth Tidwell. He is survived by his brother, Philip Ivey (Pat) and sister, Rose Turner (Clyde). His precious grandchildren surviving him are Jared Ivey, Devin Ivey, Ivey Watson, Robby Watson, Seth Ivey and Elijah Watson. He is also survived by his brother-in-law, Lamar Tidwell, Jr. (Winnie) and numbers of nieces and nephews and other extended family.&lt;br /&gt;The family will receive friends 6-8 PM Thursday, April 2, 2009, Harts Mortuary at the Cupola, on 6324 Peake Road. In lieu of flowers, memorials can be sent to New City Church, 567 Cherry Street, Macon GA 31201 . &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith did a wonderful job at the service. His words were just right. I loved the 3 songs sung and played: I Then Shall Live, I Will Rise, and Go Rest High Upon that Mountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1969505060427726150?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1969505060427726150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1969505060427726150' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1969505060427726150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1969505060427726150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/04/i-wanted-to-post-my-dads-obituary-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sd43BM7iNEI/AAAAAAAAAzc/EvjzXe_JvIE/s72-c/349648.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-151780040614898157</id><published>2009-03-28T12:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-28T13:31:23.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Daddy's pain has increased. So, we have increased the pain medicine. Mom is having a very difficult time watching him suffer. It is taking its toll on her nerves and emotionally. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is my big brother's 45th birthday! Happy Birthday David! Here he is taking a nap with Daddy...don't they look alike?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HZ1P1gjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/54bB-9jGjHU/s1600-h/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318337087831114290" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HZ1P1gjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/54bB-9jGjHU/s320/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaFUxFnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/xgg43kEkExA/s1600-h/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318337092146763378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaFUxFnI/AAAAAAAAAzE/xgg43kEkExA/s320/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Dad and Ivey (about a month ago) working on his fishing tackle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaNH3CKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QP-5RnuLmJM/s1600-h/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318337094240110754" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaNH3CKI/AAAAAAAAAzM/QP-5RnuLmJM/s320/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Cricket and Muffin taking a nap :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaY26BjI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Vz6y5y_jOag/s1600-h/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318337097390229042" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HaY26BjI/AAAAAAAAAzU/Vz6y5y_jOag/s320/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of Dad's cattle&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-151780040614898157?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/151780040614898157/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=151780040614898157' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/151780040614898157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/151780040614898157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/daddys-pain-has-increased.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sc6HZ1P1gjI/AAAAAAAAAy8/54bB-9jGjHU/s72-c/misc.+off+Mom%27s+camera+012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3254008558670849552</id><published>2009-03-26T07:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T08:45:34.562-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just a quick update on Dad...not much change except a little violent behavior on his part. We believe it is due to results of his strokes and maybe lack of medication to calm him. We found out we were told the wrong amount to give him...1/5 the dose! Thanks for telling us!&lt;br /&gt;We were also told by one of the nurses that another patient has held on for 21 days now with no food or drink. Wow. We know Dad is really strong as well, so this could go on for some time. Just praying for rest for Mom and my brother David who has to be there to help control Dad. (he is too much for me).&lt;br /&gt;I just found out that they have diagnosed Dad with terminal agitation, see below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Terminal Agitation&lt;/strong&gt;: A Major Distressful Symptom in the Dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many families may be surprised when a terminally ill (and usually calm) family member becomes restless or even agitated. The depth of such restlessness or agitation varies from patient to patient. When moods change or personalities seem to change, family members may be completely bewildered and feel helpless: not knowing what to do. It is common knowledge that individuals who are experiencing even minor illnesses may demonstrate mood changes such as irritability, anger, depression and avoid communication with others. When a terminal illness not only initially strikes, but is now nearing the end, patients may experience profound mood changes. Such mood changes are often difficult for family members to "handle." Causes and treatments for restlessness and agitation are well-known among the palliative care professionals who work with the dying on a regular basis.&lt;br /&gt;What is Terminal Restlessness or Agitation?&lt;br /&gt;Those who work with the dying know this type of restlessness or agitation almost immediately. However, the public and patient's family may have no idea what is going on and often become quite alarmed at their loved one's condition. What does it look like? Although it varies somewhat in each patient, there are common themes that are seen over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;Patients may be too weak to walk or stand, but they insist on getting up from the bed to the chair, or from the chair back to the bed. Whatever position they are in, they complain they are not comfortable and demand to change positions, even if pain is well managed. They may yell out using uncharacteristic language, sometimes angrily accusing others around them. They appear extremely agitated and may not be objective about their own condition. They may be hallucinating, having psychotic episodes and be totally "out of control." At these times, the patient's safety is seriously threatened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3254008558670849552?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3254008558670849552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3254008558670849552' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3254008558670849552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3254008558670849552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/just-quick-update-on-dad.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5039956974604390910</id><published>2009-03-24T12:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T12:41:21.707-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My Dad has taken a turn for the worse in the last week. He has had a series of strokes in the last weeks, some small and one not so small. The latest one happened last Wednesday and since then he has been bedridden, mostly in a deep sleep. He has only been awake for like 30 seconds or less and will say "hey" or "I love u" in a weak voice that is hard to understand. Hospice has taken over his care and keeps us informed as to how we can care for him and keep him comfortable as his health declines. I don't know the timetable for this, but we know he is preparing for a great homecoming in the near future. It is most difficult to see him like this and see Mom grieve over him. He has been her one love since she was 14. We just pray he will have little pain, and that&lt;br /&gt;Mom will have rest and peace.&lt;br /&gt;Keith took this picture early in the day, the Wed. that he had the stroke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sck2gp6CpoI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xqfgbZJrxWs/s1600-h/n537528858_1533814_8370441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316840769720592002" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sck2gp6CpoI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xqfgbZJrxWs/s320/n537528858_1533814_8370441.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sck2hYOg62I/AAAAAAAAAys/qPajOE9MiRM/s1600-h/n537528858_1534249_5456969.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316840782154492770" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sck2hYOg62I/AAAAAAAAAys/qPajOE9MiRM/s320/n537528858_1534249_5456969.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is Ivey enjoying alot of time with Cassie since we are out at Mom and Dad's every day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5039956974604390910?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5039956974604390910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5039956974604390910' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5039956974604390910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5039956974604390910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-dad-has-taken-turn-for-worse-in-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sck2gp6CpoI/AAAAAAAAAyk/xqfgbZJrxWs/s72-c/n537528858_1533814_8370441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8366814252675918212</id><published>2009-03-16T05:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T05:20:59.439-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heading to Birmingham today to spend some time with friends...hopefully it will be uneventful at Mom and Dad's while I am away. Dad is still not sleeping, so pray for Mom. Hopefully, she will get some answers soon....be back Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaclyn and Zack, Dollars, and Kim....hope to see you there!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8366814252675918212?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8366814252675918212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8366814252675918212' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8366814252675918212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8366814252675918212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/heading-to-birmingham-today-to-spend.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2194107633900515382</id><published>2009-03-15T04:27:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T04:31:07.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Update on Daddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He had a brain CT this past week...waiting on results, but they did schedule an MR for this week to take a closer look. (possible strokes or cancer??) We don't know anything for sure, just guesses by the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;The Ct was done because we (especially Mom) have noticed changes in Daddy's behavior lately. Mom is exhausted physically and emotionally. Right now, they are at the lake with my brothers because Daddy wanted to go. Of course, now it is cold and raining...come back spring weather!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2194107633900515382?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2194107633900515382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2194107633900515382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2194107633900515382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2194107633900515382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/update-on-daddy-he-had-brain-ct-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6151644852990088721</id><published>2009-03-11T10:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T11:01:55.622-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A recent conversation between Keith and Elijah</title><content type='html'>Elijah: "See the picture I drew for Momma!"&lt;br /&gt;Keith: "Wow, this is great! Who are these people?"&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: "This is me and this is Momma. I am giving her some flowers."&lt;br /&gt;Keith: "Huh, well, is this me over here with the big spikey hair and one eye?"&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: (laughing) "No, Daddy, that is a tree with a hole in it!"&lt;br /&gt;Keith: "Well, where am I?"&lt;br /&gt;Elijah: "Well, you're already dead."&lt;br /&gt;Keith: (and me laughing) "Oh, so are those flowers for my grave?"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6151644852990088721?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6151644852990088721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6151644852990088721' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6151644852990088721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6151644852990088721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/recent-conversation-between-keith-and.html' title='A recent conversation between Keith and Elijah'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3356163545052551543</id><published>2009-03-06T14:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T14:38:57.741-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Gotcha Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, today is our "Gotcha Day". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   We celebrate today, March 6th, because six yrs. ago Keith and I rushed to the hospital to meet our little Hispanic son for the first time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;    I will never, EVER forget the  few days before...March 3rd: getting the call that a baby boy had been born...all of the hurdles that had to be overcome. Yet, in the midst of all of the questions we felt a tremendous peace that the Lord was calling us to adopt this child no matter what obstacles stood before us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget our Moms' staying at the house with Ivey and Robby, anxiously waiting for us to return.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I will never forget the excitement that hurried me into the hospital, into the room where we waited to sign the last papers and then see our baby boy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; I won't ever forget the nurse wheeling the little baby bed into the room and saying "here is your son! "&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget that beautiful head FULL of jet black hair and brown skin. HE WAS BEAUTIFUL! I just cried as I held him. I couldn't believe it! Such a miracle! Our love for a child that I did not carry in my womb, but did carry in my heart for several years, was just a great as the love we had for our other two children! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget the kids rushing out to meet Elijah, our mothers right behind them so excited about the newest grandbaby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget Kim Hill, Page Dollar, Michelle Little, Kristie Lawrence, and Lisa Knapp (and their families) all coming over that day to see him and rejoice with us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will never forget the love poured out to us from friends, family and fellow believers through cards, gifts for Elijah and gifts of money,and prayers that had been sent up for this adoption.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such a glorious day! A day just as exciting as the day a mother goes into labor and gives birth to her child.   Children ARE a gift from the Lord. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah IS a gift from the Lord!   Today we celebrate that gift!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SbGkzYVEQCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XMmwSX-ufFs/s1600-h/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310206638257618978" style="WIDTH: 229px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SbGkzYVEQCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XMmwSX-ufFs/s320/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3356163545052551543?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3356163545052551543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3356163545052551543' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3356163545052551543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3356163545052551543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-gotcha-day.html' title='Happy Gotcha Day!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SbGkzYVEQCI/AAAAAAAAAyc/XMmwSX-ufFs/s72-c/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5136079178688547449</id><published>2009-03-04T05:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T06:04:53.172-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What's wrong my hubby asked when he saw my post and also read on my facebook that I was gloomy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, it was a little gloomy with all of the rainy weather this past weekend, but I wasn't totally gloomy. As for the blog, I just was expressing what was on my heart - that life is tough! My life is not all rosy, and neither is yours if you are honest! But we get through by the grace of God!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I do at times get irritable because of this darn back pain! I am grumpy sometimes and then realize that the reason is because I am in pain. And pain can be downright depressing. Anyhoo, I am trying to work through that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, we celebrated Elijah's birthday this past Sunday AND Tuesday! His Mama Nanny gave him a party at Build A Bear with a few friends. And would you believe the blessing of SNOW! We were in the middle of his party and there was a call for "PArty Break" to go outside and enjoy the HUGE snowflakes falling! Elijah's first time ever experiencing snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6JHNFxrxI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ha8whNo8sZA/s1600-h/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309331767582371602" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 190px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6JHNFxrxI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ha8whNo8sZA/s200/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6JGiI2qUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/xovIRBLQxno/s1600-h/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+066.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309331756052556098" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6JGiI2qUI/AAAAAAAAAyE/xovIRBLQxno/s200/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+066.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was a great day of fun for him! Then on Tuesday, we gave him our gift (Gameboy SP) his response to it..."sweet!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He also got a happy meal (his favorite) and went shopping at Bass Pro for a bow and arrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday is his "Gotcha Day", so we will post more about that this weekend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Congratulations to Zack and Jaclyn on the birth of Eli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6KJgYUgrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/8tG_bOchYJw/s1600-h/n116600031_30045183_2847386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309332906631791282" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6KJgYUgrI/AAAAAAAAAyU/8tG_bOchYJw/s200/n116600031_30045183_2847386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;and to the Dollar family in finding out they are having a healthy boy!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5136079178688547449?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5136079178688547449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5136079178688547449' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5136079178688547449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5136079178688547449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-wrong-my-hubby-asked-when-he-saw.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/Sa6JHNFxrxI/AAAAAAAAAyM/Ha8whNo8sZA/s72-c/ELijah%27s+party+at+build+a+bear+and+snow+085.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3776758480128147309</id><published>2009-02-28T07:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-28T07:37:17.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My thoughts</title><content type='html'>Ministry is hard... and tough ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;homeschooling is tough...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marriage takes work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waking up to the fact you have a 14 yr old ALREADY is frightening...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doubts and fears can overtake you and try to drown you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanting to go back and relive those "having baby" days makes for emotional moments...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watching your precious Daddy fight the battle of cancer and hate being weak and sick...heartbreaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fighting flesh thoughts and doubts daily...having to remind myself of the gospel daily, over and over, and over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yearning for eternity...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3776758480128147309?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3776758480128147309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3776758480128147309' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3776758480128147309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3776758480128147309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/my-thoughts.html' title='My thoughts'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4935783358044424670</id><published>2009-02-26T04:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-26T04:45:29.869-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Here is a post from Proverbs 31 woman and I thought it was a great reminder that all women...even Christian women need this reminder!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Flee from sexual immorality." 1 Corinthians 6:18 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few years ago, I watched a friend get tangled up in an emotional affair. She was a strong Christian woman who loved her family but the attraction to this other man seemed unavoidable. She tried to talk herself out of it but her heart played tricks on her mind, and the justifications for letting things continue down this path soon led her to a very dangerous place. She was becoming emotionally attached to this other man.In a moment of desperation and fear, she confided in me what was going on. As she described how she got pulled into this place, I found myself being challenged by the realization of how subtly this had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; She hadn't planned on being emotionally attracted to this other man. As a matter of fact, she'd always prided herself on being a woman of strong conviction and had scoffed at the idea of ever being tempted to have an affair.It starts off simple enough - his comment that you mull over one too many times, a conversation in which you find a surprising connection, a glance that lingers just a second too long, or one of a thousand other interactions that seem innocent yet aren't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the dangerous seeds that can easily sprout into an emotional affair.Some think it is a safe way to enjoy the lure of being attracted to someone other than your spouse without crossing any lines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But God boldly and plainly says in 1 Corinthians 6:18, "Flee from sexual immorality." God doesn't say walk away from sexual immorality. &lt;strong&gt;No, He says to flee&lt;/strong&gt; as if your very life is at stake! The time to prevent an emotional affair is before it ever starts. For me to rest on my spiritual laurels and think that it could never happen to me, made me a prideful, open target for Satan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus warned his disciples in Matthew 26:41,"Watch and pray so that you will not fall into temptation. The spirit is willing, but the body is weak." The Life Application NIV Bible commentary says, "Jesus used Peter's drowsiness to warn him about the kinds of temptation he would soon face. The way to overcome temptation is to keep watch and pray. Watching means being aware of the possibilities of temptation, sensitive to the subtleties, spiritually equipped to fight it."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Watching&lt;/strong&gt;: I now realize that I need to be aware that I am just as prone to this temptation as anyone. One of the best ways to be watchful is to be praying with and for my husband. We need to be open and honest about meeting each other's needs and investing wisely in our marriage. If we get into a rough place, we need to be willing to get help. I love the quote, "If you are busy rowing the boat, you won't have time to rock it." The more my husband and I are taking care of each other, the less attractive temptations will seem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sensitive to the Subtleties&lt;/strong&gt;: I will have to be honest with myself that temptations do exist. When another man says or does something I wish my husband would say or do and doesn't, it can make me lessen my husband in my heart and build up this other man. This is a seed of poison. If watered and fed, this seed will sprout and spread and devastate. Seeds seem so small until you realize that within them they contain the potential to become huge. So, I will be steadfast to keep the fertile ground of my heart pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spiritually Equipped&lt;/strong&gt;: Philippians 4:8 reminds us, "Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things" (NIV). I must park my mind with the truth and the truth is I am married to an amazing man. He is not perfect and sometimes our marriage can be hard, but I made a commitment to Him in a covenant before God and there are no Biblical reasons in our marriage why we should ever part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Therefore, I've made the decision not to part - in big ways or small.My friend did the wisest but hardest thing she could have done in telling me about her emotional affair. Not only did it help her to see she needed to flee and have someone else hold her accountable, but it also made me aware and alert to the dangers lurking in any kind of unhealthy emotional connection with another man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, may I forever treasure my marriage and see it worthy to be protected. Help me to be a courageous woman who absolutely flees from any and every situation where there is even a hint of danger. In Jesus' Name, Amen&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4935783358044424670?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4935783358044424670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4935783358044424670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4935783358044424670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4935783358044424670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/here-is-post-from-proverbs-31-woman-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8059604560660501735</id><published>2009-02-25T05:45:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T06:05:57.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Well, my hubby surprised me on Saturday night with a little party. It was supposed to be some of our MC leaders coming over to watch supercross and hang out. But when I looked up from the TV, my hubby was coming with a cake! he hasn't ever done that before!! What a surprise! Then a few minutes later an old friend showed up to surprise me! What fun!! Thanks Keith, I enjoyed my surprise. The cake was double chocolate fudge cake...mmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVPM5a_MGI/AAAAAAAAAx0/QRS8hZO1zNw/s1600-h/s537528858_1430522_6124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306734818917036130" style="WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 97px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVPM5a_MGI/AAAAAAAAAx0/QRS8hZO1zNw/s200/s537528858_1430522_6124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Can't wait to see Jaclyn and Zack's little baby boy. He is being delivered by C-section today. (He is supposed to be over 9 1/2 lbs.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dad is still recovering from his infections and abscess, taking IV antibiotics 3x/daily. Mom is pretty exhausted these days from around the clock care.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Elijah turns 6 next week, and I can't believe it! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVPMq5meOI/AAAAAAAAAxs/ZyHUAf5oSF8/s1600-h/n537528858_1244235_5641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306734815018907874" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVPMq5meOI/AAAAAAAAAxs/ZyHUAf5oSF8/s200/n537528858_1244235_5641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(the merrygoround is not even moving!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Extra prayers this week for Keith as he is really busy...extra meetings for City watch, sermon prep, leading an MC group and the regular stuff as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVQBmvEgfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3NwVJxNy-fo/s1600-h/n537528858_1432416_6836.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306735724434063858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVQBmvEgfI/AAAAAAAAAx8/3NwVJxNy-fo/s200/n537528858_1432416_6836.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8059604560660501735?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8059604560660501735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8059604560660501735' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8059604560660501735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8059604560660501735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-my-hubby-surprised-me-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SaVPM5a_MGI/AAAAAAAAAx0/QRS8hZO1zNw/s72-c/s537528858_1430522_6124.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2760889800464858241</id><published>2009-02-21T05:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T06:09:47.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections from a 40 yr old!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;What a busy week it has been...Daddy came home from the hospital on Wednesday night...late, through the rough weather in Atlanta. The kids and I went over earlier in the day and cleaned the house for Mom....well, the kids did the outside work and Grandmommy and I worked inside. (I'd rather be outdoors!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; Daddy is really weak, fighting infection and all...he receives IV antibiotics every 8 hours which Mom has to do, on top of everything else. She is a trooper! Dad is loving her giving him baths, washing his hair, I even helped him shave yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; At 8am yesterday, I went to the physical therapist to get some help for my back. The looonngg trip to Raleigh did a number on it and I needed help getting back to normal. Thank you Mike!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; I am really enjoying running these days. I actually look forward to it! I feel so much better after I am done. I can't wait to do a few 5K's this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Keith took me out last night for my birthday. We went to Wild Wing for the first time and it was great. We met a friend there and he treated us to dinner. I had such a good time laughing and hanging out with Keith and Scott. I guess since Keith didn't pay for the date, he still owes me one!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Today is the big 40 day...I really don't care about turning 40, I do love birthdays though!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tonight is SUPERCROSS in Atlanta...live at 7:30!! We'll be watching! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5 things I love:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;1) I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; dates with my hubby!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;2) I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; New City gatherings!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;3) I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; laughing with Keith!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;4) I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; going to the beach with my family!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;5) I &lt;em&gt;LOVE&lt;/em&gt; flowers and gardening!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2760889800464858241?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2760889800464858241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2760889800464858241' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2760889800464858241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2760889800464858241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/reflections-from-40-yr-old.html' title='Reflections from a 40 yr old!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6258300709278676243</id><published>2009-02-17T05:35:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T05:40:45.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We are still praying for Daddy...he is still in Atlanta in the hospital. He will have a colonoscopy on Wed. to rule out colon cancer, because of a bleeding issue. He still is running a low fever. The abscess is draining...good news. Mom has a broken tooth that is causing her face to swell, she did get antibiotics started yesterday...bless her heart, what more can she handle?! See why I ask for your continued prayers? She is the first to say, the only way she makes it each day is through answered prayer and God's grace.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It's tougher than I every imagined to watch my parents go through so much.&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZq-NmRCC6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/l-lsk3b-Bm4/s1600-h/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303760652001741730" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZq-NmRCC6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/l-lsk3b-Bm4/s200/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+076.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6258300709278676243?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6258300709278676243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6258300709278676243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6258300709278676243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6258300709278676243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/we-are-still-praying-for-daddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZq-NmRCC6I/AAAAAAAAAxk/l-lsk3b-Bm4/s72-c/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4005285490678939842</id><published>2009-02-13T16:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T16:48:25.796-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Click on this link to listen to an interview of Mark Driscoll with D.L. Hughley, it is short, so take the time to watch if you can!! You can read the blog first on this site and then at the bottom of the page you will see the interview. Let me know what you think!  &lt;a href="http://chosenforgrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/driscoll-on-dl-hughley.html"&gt;http://chosenforgrace.blogspot.com/2009/02/driscoll-on-dl-hughley.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4005285490678939842?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4005285490678939842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4005285490678939842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4005285490678939842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4005285490678939842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/click-on-this-link-to-listen-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4818320845042154154</id><published>2009-02-12T17:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-12T17:33:01.324-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, is it already Thursday night? It seems like I just posted yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to share a couple of things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) a funny:   Elijah has been very concerned about something lately...he has come up to me and said," Momma, I'm a little worried about my first kiss when I get married." He has told Keith, "Daddy, I need to find someone to give me a little practice with my first kiss" and just yesterday, he told me, "Momma, I'm a little shy...do I have to kiss in front of all those people?" what a hoot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Daddy is in the hospital with an abscess at the site of one of the places they did the chemo embolization on his liver.  He has had a constant fever that tops 104 and just doesn't go down below 102. He hurts and is pretty weak. Mom is really tired after being up most nights with him as well. But now that he is getting treatment for it, hopefully he will make a speedy recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have been listening to a sermon series on Song of Solomon by Mark Driscoll and have really learned alot. There are some baptist (SBC) people who are having a fit over what is being said in the pulpit. However, I think it is about time that a pastor taught on intimacy within marriage. Why should we only hear the perverted version by society?&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, I just wanted to share something that has inspired me and encouraged me to love my husband the way God desires me to. I think we sometimes get so caught up in schedules, routines and kids that we forget our spouses. Remember when you would first see your hubby and love all over him, just kissing and enjoying being loved on. Remember how important planning dates were and "whispering sweet nothing" to them.?&lt;br /&gt; I think we can grow stale in our relationship and just take it all for granted. We allow everything else to consume us and don't take time like we once did to show we care.&lt;br /&gt;  Well, we women like to know we are cared for, we like compliments and kisses...and I know our husbands do to. They like to know we love them more than we love our kids. I think are sometimes okay to pour our heart and soul into being mothers and forget that we were first a wife (in most cases:)).&lt;br /&gt; I write this to encourage you and maybe challenge you. Maybe you are not like me and you are thinking, ("what a shame, Amy", "how could you neglect your hubby?"). I have always loved Keith, but I am striving to love him more. I want to be playing offense and not always defense. I want to reassure him that he is my beloved. To let him know I think he is hot, encourage him as he works out (and is losing more weight than me). I want him to know that he is a treasure, a gift from God and that I am loving him more each day. It is fun and it makes me happy. I know it makes him happy. I want him to desire to hurry home and be with me, in this safe haven called home where he is treasured and loved.&lt;br /&gt;I know I will mess up, but I will continue to fill my mind with scripture and truth, pray for Keith, for our marriage to grow , for God to  strengthen it everyday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4818320845042154154?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4818320845042154154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4818320845042154154' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4818320845042154154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4818320845042154154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-is-it-already-thursday-night-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-927188372487350711</id><published>2009-02-09T05:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T05:46:51.265-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow, what a week! Keith and I were in Raleigh NC from Tuesday until Saturday for an Acts 29 church Boot Camp where we were blessed to be assessors this year. We had such fun, learned so much, made new friends in the church planter world and drove over 988 miles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Jennifer and Patrick rode with us, and Kelli and Todd came as well. Patrick is our Executive pastor ( as soon as he is through the elder process) and this conference was expecially beneficial to him. Todd and Kelli caught the vision of Acts 29 planters and a flame was fanned within them to join up with New City and see where God takes them! My heart is so full from so much and I really don't know how to share it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith and I were refreshed, renewed and worn out! ha,ha It was so awesome spending time with the 2 couples who came with us, but we also saw old friends, and made new ones. It is great to share time with fellow church planting couples and also meet and pray with new , up and coming planters/wives. I saw much humility among the pastors and loved, loved the promotion of family and the gospel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_YA05wI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lZ3Sl9oeAzM/s1600-h/tattoos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300788427727628034" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_YA05wI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lZ3Sl9oeAzM/s200/tattoos+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Snowing our first night in Raleigh&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_OgsC2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Ae9XDotlYdo/s1600-h/tattoos+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300788425176910690" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_OgsC2I/AAAAAAAAAwU/Ae9XDotlYdo/s200/tattoos+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Me, Jennifer and John Fooshee deciding where to eat our first night there...we decided on TirNaNog...an Irish pub. (lamb stew, shepherds pie, and the most delicious salad ever!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_mRto8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/awahjmC8qzo/s1600-h/tattoos+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300788431556551618" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_mRto8I/AAAAAAAAAwk/awahjmC8qzo/s200/tattoos+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our view from the room watching the snow come down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_1dSdBI/AAAAAAAAAws/cqCFRI3ELEE/s1600-h/tattoos+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300788435631633426" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_1dSdBI/AAAAAAAAAws/cqCFRI3ELEE/s200/tattoos+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Kelli (Keith's lil' sis) and Todd. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAvAExh40I/AAAAAAAAAw0/q557cI4DTJg/s1600-h/tattoos+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300788439743062850" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAvAExh40I/AAAAAAAAAw0/q557cI4DTJg/s200/tattoos+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leonce, Breanna and Eden Crump. An up and coming church planter family in Atlanta. This family has such passion for the gospel to explode in Atlanta! You can't tell from the pic, but this guy played in NFL and he is HUGE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv2DKRmkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/B3KIJAaQVHM/s1600-h/tattoos+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789367022918210" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv2DKRmkI/AAAAAAAAAxU/B3KIJAaQVHM/s200/tattoos+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The Leach family from Florida and Jason from GA (church planters)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1ebfLJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Prc5N4M-0fg/s1600-h/tattoos+006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789357162998930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 168px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1ebfLJI/AAAAAAAAAw8/Prc5N4M-0fg/s200/tattoos+006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nerida and Will Henderson going to plant in Australia!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1ltqe6I/AAAAAAAAAxE/rQaKbboF08w/s1600-h/tattoos+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789359118285730" style="WIDTH: 169px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1ltqe6I/AAAAAAAAAxE/rQaKbboF08w/s200/tattoos+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Leslie Bond from NC...her husband did our assessment in 2007. She is a pastors wife, homeschooling Mom and mother of 3...a woman full of wisdom.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1xVXYRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/3fAn_T279qo/s1600-h/tattoos+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789362237595922" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 122px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv1xVXYRI/AAAAAAAAAxM/3fAn_T279qo/s200/tattoos+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Keith and friends at the assessors appreciation dinner on Thursday night. This church was so beautiful! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv2OZf1SI/AAAAAAAAAxc/N0BA68z8hAg/s1600-h/tattoos+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300789370039555362" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAv2OZf1SI/AAAAAAAAAxc/N0BA68z8hAg/s200/tattoos+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I stood in the small balcony and took this picture. This is a really old chapel, but it is really cool! This was a fun, enjoyable evening with church planters from all across the southeast. We are SO blessed to be a part of Acts 29 network!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hey...if there is anyone still out there reading this, let me know. If not, I am shutting down!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-927188372487350711?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/927188372487350711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=927188372487350711' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/927188372487350711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/927188372487350711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/wow-what-week-keith-and-i-were-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SZAu_YA05wI/AAAAAAAAAwc/lZ3Sl9oeAzM/s72-c/tattoos+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3871842533482229106</id><published>2009-02-03T04:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T04:45:21.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, Keith and I are gonna have some couple time for the next few days...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;whoohoo&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;New City welcomes Tucker Jamison &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Versteeg&lt;/span&gt; to its membership!! Congratulations Sarah and Tyler on a healthy baby boy!! They waited until the birth to find out and it was fun guessing...I guessed a girl. I should have known better!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sarah Kate is doing so much better! Thank you for your prayers! She is off the vent, out of sedation and being held by Mom again. They are moving to a regular room and may go home by this weekend. This has been a huge answer to prayers. She was one very sick little girl!! Praise the Lord!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The kids and I watched the History channel yesterday and were very intrigued by the tattoo history. So, the older 2 spent the afternoon coloring tattoos all over the very willing Elijah. I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tellin&lt;/span&gt;' ya, the boy has a thing for writing on his body.!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYg74rM15WI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Y27WTK01pNs/s1600-h/tattoos+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298550806456690018" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYg74rM15WI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Y27WTK01pNs/s320/tattoos+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYg746qJRtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/9-vp9uqnIoE/s1600-h/tattoos+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5298550810606126802" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYg746qJRtI/AAAAAAAAAwM/9-vp9uqnIoE/s320/tattoos+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy celebrated his 68&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; birthday by having a procedure in Atlanta done yesterday. He will hopefully come home today. He had some type of higher dose chemo implanted directly into the liver...long name that I can't remember. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3871842533482229106?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3871842533482229106/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3871842533482229106' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3871842533482229106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3871842533482229106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/02/well-keith-and-i-are-gonna-have-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYg74rM15WI/AAAAAAAAAwE/Y27WTK01pNs/s72-c/tattoos+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-847640962604698629</id><published>2009-01-31T06:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T06:46:18.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How to make the ice cream cake...by me</title><content type='html'>A couple of my friends have asked how to do the cake, so here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;I use a spring form pan per my Mom. It works great to hold it all in and then you remove the sides when you are ready to serve it. I always put the sides back on before putting the rest of it back in the freezer for later. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ingredients&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: I chose 2 of Ivey's favorite ice cream flavors, chocolate and birthday cake, but I guess you can use one as well.&lt;br /&gt;Cool whip, crushed oreos ( use the cheap store brand), chocolate sprinkles - or whatever you want....crushed candy bars, M&amp;amp;Ms would work...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;let the ice cream and cool whip get soft enough to scoop out and spread. It is usually like this by the time I get home from the store.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;layer crushed oreos on bottom of pan (thin layer)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;one flavor of icecream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thicker layer of oreos&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cool whip layer&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;other flavor of ice cream&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;layer of cool whip&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sprinkles or candy of choice on top&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;place in freezer until ready to serve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;You should be as quick as possible to limit the mess of melted ice cream. I did this in less that 30 minutes. It really is easy, quick and alot cheaper...and DElicious!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-847640962604698629?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/847640962604698629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=847640962604698629' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/847640962604698629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/847640962604698629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/how-to-make-ice-cream-cakeby-me.html' title='How to make the ice cream cake...by me'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5357684516674755759</id><published>2009-01-30T06:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T06:20:02.598-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So, what's new?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-hd7ucI/AAAAAAAAAvs/7Ku0kEKdXKw/s1600-h/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087456946665922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-hd7ucI/AAAAAAAAAvs/7Ku0kEKdXKw/s320/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 1. Ivey celebrated her 14th birthday! She wanted an ice cream cake - and since they cost a fortune, I attempted my first homemade icecream cake. I used a springform pan, 2 flavors of icecream, crushed oreos and whipped cream. It turned out delicious and did not last long! The best part was that it cost under $10 to make because the ice cream was on sale for $1.98!! I called around for prices on cakes and they started at $15.99 for an 8". My Mom made my cakes when I was little and so she told me her secrets to make a great cake. Thanks, Mom!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-xd8_QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/KCef47lwsAk/s1600-h/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+044.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087461241715970" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-xd8_QI/AAAAAAAAAv0/KCef47lwsAk/s320/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+044.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith brought home a beautiful bouquet of roses for Ivey - peach ones. This was after about 5 days when they had opened up. He bought them downtown at a place that sells them for $9.99 a dozen wrapped up with a pretty bow. (of course, on Feb 14th, they will be 5 times that!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI9wlVr9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/Zrmdcn2dvN0/s1600-h/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087443824390098" style="WIDTH: 261px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI9wlVr9I/AAAAAAAAAvc/Zrmdcn2dvN0/s320/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Robby got his braces put on Wednesday. He chose orange and white bands for Texas Longhorns. He has been hurting pretty badly ever since and not able to eat much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI_OijdbI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2EADX4jIdXU/s1600-h/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087469045642674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 256px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI_OijdbI/AAAAAAAAAv8/2EADX4jIdXU/s320/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Here is a pic of Daddy enjoying homemade chocolate cake on Ivey's birthday. I also made it using a new recipe for chocolate icing, which was soooo simple and incredibly delicious!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Daddy will have a procedure done Feb. 2nd ( his birthday) in Atlanta to implant chemo seeds into his liver to slow down the growth of some of the tumors there. He has been told they will not be able to get rid of the cancer cells in his liver, they can only slow the growth. He also has tumors in his lungs, but they are the least of concern at this point.&lt;br /&gt; I just love his new hair texture that has come in since he lost his hair from chemo. It is really wavy and reminds me of Papa Ivey's hair. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-O6vP4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/RnO28aLnfx0/s1600-h/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5297087451967209346" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-O6vP4I/AAAAAAAAAvk/RnO28aLnfx0/s320/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;These are some of the violas in one of my planters on the front porch. This is the ONLY thing about winter that I enjoy... I can't tell you how much I love the winter flowers! It's like a little sunshine in the midst of alot of grey days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Happy Friday!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5357684516674755759?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5357684516674755759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5357684516674755759' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5357684516674755759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5357684516674755759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/so-whats-new.html' title='So, what&apos;s new?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SYMI-hd7ucI/AAAAAAAAAvs/7Ku0kEKdXKw/s72-c/birthday+%2314,+flowers,+Robby%27s+braces+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5208203211225355858</id><published>2009-01-27T18:19:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-27T18:23:57.210-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SX_A9CbExZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/04TLoTGKoeI/s1600-h/012709_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296163841665975698" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SX_A9CbExZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/04TLoTGKoeI/s320/012709_001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We are praying for a sweet baby girl, Sara Kate, who is very sick with RSV and pneumonia. She is in ICU at this time, but is making some progress. She is a part of our New City family. She is just 2 months old!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5208203211225355858?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5208203211225355858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5208203211225355858' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5208203211225355858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5208203211225355858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/we-are-praying-for-sweet-baby-girl.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SX_A9CbExZI/AAAAAAAAAvU/04TLoTGKoeI/s72-c/012709_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7183051763526554930</id><published>2009-01-22T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T11:05:40.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I borrowed this post from Keith ,who borrowed it from Patrick, who works with Grace Giving International.  &lt;a href="http://www.burningvapor.com/"&gt;www.burningvapor.com&lt;/a&gt; is his website. You can also see their family of 9, three of which are adopted from Ethiopia.  This is heartbreaking...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3v7ZQUzr0yo&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7183051763526554930?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7183051763526554930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7183051763526554930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7183051763526554930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7183051763526554930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-borrowed-this-post-from-keith-who.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6538529314338289639</id><published>2009-01-19T10:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T10:26:57.397-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A plug for a new sermon series at New City called "Stop Going To Church"&lt;br /&gt;to hear by stream, download or podcast go here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.newcitydowntown.org/media.html"&gt;http://www.newcitydowntown.org/media.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You won't be sorry!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6538529314338289639?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6538529314338289639/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6538529314338289639' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6538529314338289639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6538529314338289639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/plug-for-new-sermon-series-at-new-city.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8120483444394645166</id><published>2009-01-15T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T05:44:52.580-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleh, Bleh, Bleh!!!</title><content type='html'>So, I am in the car coming home from Kohl's with Keith...he lost his coat, so we had to go buy one since it is going to be like 17 degrees in the morning. I was all excited because he found one marked down from $90 to $27!!! What a great buy on a really nice coat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so we are on the way home and he starts like this..."well, your Mom called today"...(and my heart dropped) he always gets the bad calls and has to be the bearer of bad news. Bless his heart, he does a good job at sharing the news, if that is possible.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the bad news is that Daddy had a scan and the results are 5 tumors in the liver, 2 in the lung. The liver ones are fairly large...and that is about all I know for now. Dad's surgeon will submit all of the findings before a special board to see what course they suggest for Dad now. Needless to say the chemo he has been taking doesn't seem to be working. Bummer...BIG bummer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please pray for my parents...I know this is not the news they were expecting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8120483444394645166?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8120483444394645166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8120483444394645166' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8120483444394645166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8120483444394645166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/bleh-bleh-bleh.html' title='Bleh, Bleh, Bleh!!!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3305031621249164522</id><published>2009-01-09T06:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-09T06:37:46.455-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have been listening to sermons lately from Keith, Mark Driscoll and Matt Chandler on my ipod, praying and really seeking God on some big and small issues...just really seeking the Lord. It is not my New Yrs. resolution, but a heartfelt desire to pursue the Lord as I never have before. I am tired of wasting precious time! As Matt Chandler says..."It's time to get out of the kiddie pool and take off the floaties!"....so......&lt;br /&gt; Just thought I would share these verses for praying for our kiddos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/Blog/590_texts_to_pray_for_our_children/"&gt;Texts to Pray for Our Children&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By: &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/Blog/Author/6_jon_bloom/"&gt;Jon Bloom&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That Jesus will call them and no one will hinder them from coming.&lt;br /&gt;Then children were brought to him that he might lay his hands on them and pray. The disciples rebuked the people, but Jesus said, “Let the little children come to me and do not hinder them, for to such belongs the kingdom of heaven.” And he laid his hands on them and went away. (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Matthew%2019.13-15" target="_blank" lbsreference="Matthew 19.13-15ESV"&gt;Matthew 19:13-15&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That they will respond in faith to Jesus’ faithful, persistent call.&lt;br /&gt;The Lord is not slow to fulfill his promise as some count slowness, but is patient toward you, not wishing that any should perish, but that all should reach repentance. (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/2%20Peter%203.9" target="_blank" lbsreference="2 Peter 3.9ESV"&gt;2 Peter 3:9&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That they will experience sanctification through the transforming work of the Holy Spirit and will increasingly desire to fulfill the greatest commandments.&lt;br /&gt;And he said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself." (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Matthew%2022.37-39" target="_blank" lbsreference="Matthew 22.37-39ESV"&gt;Matthew 22:37-39&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That they will not be unequally yoked in intimate relationships, especially marriage.&lt;br /&gt;Do not be unequally yoked with unbelievers. For what partnership has righteousness with lawlessness? Or what fellowship has light with darkness? (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/2%20Corinthians%206.14" target="_blank" lbsreference="2 Corinthians 6.14ESV"&gt;2 Corinthians 6:14&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That their thoughts will be pure.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things. (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Philippians%204.8" target="_blank" lbsreference="Philippians 4.8ESV"&gt;Philippians 4:8&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That their hearts will be stirred to give generously to the Lord's work.&lt;br /&gt;All the men and women, the people of Israel, whose heart moved them to bring anything for the work that the Lord had commanded by Moses to be done brought it as a freewill offering to the Lord. (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Exodus%2035.29" target="_blank" lbsreference="Exodus 35.29ESV"&gt;Exodus 35:29&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;That when the time is right, they will GO!&lt;br /&gt;And Jesus came and said to them, “All authority in heaven and on earth has been given to me. Go therefore and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, teaching them to observe all that I have commanded you. And behold, I am with you always, to the end of the age.” (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Matthew%2028.18-20" target="_blank" lbsreference="Matthew 28.18-20ESV"&gt;Matthew 28:18-20&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3305031621249164522?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3305031621249164522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3305031621249164522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3305031621249164522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3305031621249164522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-have-been-listening-to-sermons-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2106245825630108450</id><published>2009-01-06T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-06T07:18:28.778-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Swords are for Killing</title><content type='html'>Keisha, you will definitely appreciate this since you have a son who loves swords; I have two who enjoy them. Here is a great commentary by &lt;a href="http://www.desiringgod.org/Blog/Author/2_john_piper/"&gt;John Piper&lt;/a&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In New Testament times swords were not for digging, shaving, or whittling. They were for killing. The only reason Peter cut off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Malchus&lt;/span&gt;’s ear was that he missed (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/John%2018.10" target="_blank" lbsreference="John 18.10ESV"&gt;John 18:10&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Herod &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t miss: “He killed James the brother of John with the sword” (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Acts%2012.2" target="_blank" lbsreference="Acts 12.2ESV"&gt;Acts 12:2&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;Many saints have felt the full force of the sword: “They were stoned, they were &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;sawn&lt;/span&gt; in two, they were killed with the sword” (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Hebrews%2011.37" target="_blank" lbsreference="Hebrews 11.37ESV"&gt;Hebrews 11:37&lt;/a&gt;). So it was and will be: “If anyone is to be slain with the sword, with the sword must he be slain” (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Revelation%2013.10" target="_blank" lbsreference="Revelation 13.10ESV"&gt;Revelation 13:10&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s what swords are for. So when Paul calls the word of God the “sword of the Spirit” in &lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Ephesians%206.17" target="_blank" lbsreference="Ephesians 6.17ESV"&gt;Ephesians 6:17&lt;/a&gt;, he is serious—something must be put to death. And it is not people. Christians don’t kill people to spread our faith; we die to spread our faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The link in Paul’s mind is given in &lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Romans%208.13" target="_blank" lbsreference="Romans 8.13ESV"&gt;Romans 8:13&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The word of God is the sword of the Spirit. The Sword is for putting to death. And by the Spirit we put to death our sinful deeds. So I conclude that the way we kill our sins is with the Spirit’s sword, the word of God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All temptations to sin have power by lying. The are “deceitful desires” (&lt;a class="lbsBibleRef" href="http://bible.logos.com/passage/esv/Ephesians%204.22" target="_blank" lbsreference="Ephesians 4.22ESV"&gt;Ephesians 4:22&lt;/a&gt;). They tell us that the pleasure of the sin is worth it. The killing blow against these lies is the power of God’s truth. Hence the sword of the Spirit, God’s word, is the weapon to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As John Owen said, “Be killing sin, or it will be killing you.” That is what swords are for, especially the Bible.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2106245825630108450?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2106245825630108450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2106245825630108450' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2106245825630108450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2106245825630108450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/swords-are-for-killing.html' title='Swords are for Killing'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5241403491585812235</id><published>2009-01-05T04:38:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-05T04:41:30.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>STOP GOING TO CHURCH</title><content type='html'>Keith will begin a new series this coming Sunday at our worship gathering entitled: "Stop Going to Church". Tyler Versteeg, our worship dude, put together this clip yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e8svI8GDPRU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/e8svI8GDPRU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Great job Tyler!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5241403491585812235?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5241403491585812235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5241403491585812235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5241403491585812235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5241403491585812235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/stop-going-to-church.html' title='STOP GOING TO CHURCH'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1696461456626435355</id><published>2009-01-04T04:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-04T04:53:45.900-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hope to get back into blogging next week, haven't felt like doing that much over the holidays. I may/may not post pics too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not making any new yrs. resolutions! Why? Because I will not keep them, and then I will feel terrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kinda like I feel terrible for eating all of these sweets during the holidays. Thanks Km for sharing the White Trash recipe. Now I have more than enough to share, and I have already shared it! It sits on my counter and the pecan halves call my name. They are the best! And the raisins are better than chocolate covered raisins cause they are chocolate covered with powdered sugar on top! Mmm! What to do with the rest?? My Mom says she is throwing her goodies out, but I just can't do that!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1696461456626435355?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1696461456626435355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1696461456626435355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1696461456626435355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1696461456626435355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-hope-to-get-back-into-blogging-next.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-614061171456049629</id><published>2008-12-30T17:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T17:27:13.077-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have to say that today was an awesome day! Why???&lt;br /&gt;Well, it started off with a terrible, massive headache that I believe came from inhaling a terrible funk...I went to clean the loft for friends who were moving in yesterday and when I opened the frig/freezer I was BLOWN AWAY by a horrible odor...from...pkgs of frozen broccoli, spinach that were left in there and thawed when the power was turned off and now are completely molded and rotten!!! ugh, the worst odor EVER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took a good hour to clean that mess out and I guess the odor filtered into my brain and caused it to gag and give me a massive headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got up, took some tylenol and got ready to go volunteer at the Ronald McDonald house from a few hours. Ivey and I were given the chore of cleaning out and organizing the pantry. We spent 2 hrs. purging and organizing lots and lots of canned goods. We had fun and both love to organize. It felt good to accomplish that huge task.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Elijah and I finally washed my car. And then I hung out in the yard chatting with my neighbor about raising children, Christmas giving, our spoiled culture...catching up on things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little later I got a call from good friends who were coming to Macon and wanted to stop by and visit. Woohoo! I haven't seen Keisha since they adopted Faith, so I was all for that! What a great time we had catching up (just a little). I think Keisha and I could always sit and talk for days on end if we were given half a chance. Ya, know in between kids running through and getting us off track. It was SO good to visit if even for a short while. Keisha, come back soon! I miss you girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A good day indeed...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-614061171456049629?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/614061171456049629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=614061171456049629' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/614061171456049629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/614061171456049629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/i-have-to-say-that-today-was-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1391445650190969517</id><published>2008-12-27T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T10:23:12.370-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;This is today's post from Desiring God, which so explains exactly what Ivey and I talked about yesterday... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;(Author: Jon Bloom)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each year Christmas night finds members of my family feeling some melancholy. After weeks of anticipation, the Christmas celebrations have flashed by us and are suddenly gone. And we're left standing, watching the Christmas taillights and music fade into the night.But it's possible that this moment of melancholy may be the best teaching moment of the whole season. Because as long as the beautiful gifts remain unopened around the tree and the events are still ahead of us, they can appear to be the hope we are waiting for. But when the tree is empty and events are past, we realize we are longing for a lasting hope.So last night, as Pam and I tucked our kids into bed, we talked about a few things with them: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gifts and events can't fill the soul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. God gives us such things to enjoy. They are expressions of his generosity as well as ours, but gifts and celebrations themselves are not designed to satisfy. They're designed to point us to the Giver. Gifts are like sunbeams. We are not meant to love sunbeams but the Sun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Putting our hope in gifts will leave us empty&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Many people live their lives looking for the right sunbeam to make them happy. But if we depend on anything in the world to satisfy our soul's deepest desire, it will eventually leave us with that post-Christmas soul-ache. We will ask, "Is that all?" because we know deep down that's not all there is. We are designed to treasure a Person, not his things. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;It is more blessed to give than receive&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. What kind of happiness this Christmas felt richer, getting the presents that you wanted or making someone else happy with something that you gave to them? Receiving is a blessing, but Jesus is rightâ€”giving is a greater blessing. A greedy soul lives in a small, lonely world. A generous soul lives in a wide world of love. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;It's just like God to let the glitter and flash of the celebrations (even in his honor) to pass and then to come to us in the quiet, even melancholic void they leave. Because often that's when we are most likely to understand the hope he intends for us to have at Christmas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1391445650190969517?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1391445650190969517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1391445650190969517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1391445650190969517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1391445650190969517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/this-is-todays-post-from-desiring-god.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8753226828867668827</id><published>2008-12-24T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-24T06:00:52.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Will They Know What it Cost?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;24 Dec 2008&lt;br /&gt;Glynnis Whitwer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord. Romans 6:23 (NIV)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My daughter Cathrine went on a field trip to the Grand Canyon last year with her fourth grade class. As I picked her up upon her return, she couldn't wait to show me an adorable little stuffed brown bear. She started to say that it was for everyone, and then her words got jumbled up as she tried to explain how she ran out of money when she was trying to buy gifts. I could see she was distressed but wasn't sure why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To understand the rest of the story, it might help to know that Cathrine was born in Africa and experienced deprivation of every sort for the first 11 years of her life. Although she has ma de remarkable gains, she struggles with communication and math - especially money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we got home that night, I understood what Cathrine was trying to tell me about the bear. She had originally taken $20 of her own money to buy a souvenir of some kind. Before buying herself something, however, she wanted to buy some small gifts. So she started with two of her teachers and bought them each a small ring with the first initial of their last names. I looked at the price on the rings and saw each was $3.99. Times that by two, add tax, and Cathrine would have been left with $11 for other gifts and herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I imagine she stood at the gift store counter bewildered by what she had just done. She probably was embarrassed to ask any of her classmates for help. And maybe the teacher wasn't around. There she stood with just over half of her money left, and three brothers and a sister left to buy for. She decided to get a group gift, and that's where the bear came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standing in our kitchen, looking at the three items she purchased, I smiled brightly and told her how everyone was going to love their gifts, and what wonderful purchases she made. She smiled back and the night ended well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning as she wrapped up the little rings, I kept thinking about those two teachers who were going to receive a gift. All they would see is a little silver ring. They are wonderful women and I knew they would be very loving and appreciative. But would they truly understand the sacrifice Cathrine made?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would they understand that their gifts cost Cathrine half of what she had? Will they understand the frustration and worry it caused Cathrine as she realized she didn't have enough to buy her family gifts? Would they treasure those little rings, or would they put them in a drawer with gifts from other students throughout the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I pondered these thoughts, I considered a gift I was given 2000 years ago as God sent His son into the world as a baby, knowing Jesus would die on a cross for me. Do I truly understand the sacrifice of that gift? Do I understand the anguish God the Father must have felt? Do I treasure this gift, or do I take it for granted?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas is a time for celebration. It is also a time to remember God's sacrifice. For it is in understanding the cost, that we fully appreciate the gift.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Dear Heavenly Father,&lt;br /&gt;I thank You this Christmas season for the gift of Your son, Jesus. Help me to fully grasp what this gift must have cost You. As I give and receive gifts this month, help me to remember that the relationship I enjoy with You, and the eternal life I look forward to, came at a great cost. For that I am truly thankful.&lt;br /&gt;In Jesus' Name,&lt;br /&gt;Amen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8753226828867668827?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8753226828867668827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8753226828867668827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8753226828867668827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8753226828867668827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/will-they-know-what-it-cost.html' title='Will They Know What it Cost?'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1653766784925620233</id><published>2008-12-23T05:37:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-23T05:51:24.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday Party for Jesus</title><content type='html'>Elijah, Harrison and I attended a birthday party for Jesus at the Woods home on Monday. Elijah excitedly asked us twice if Jesus was going to be there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158303942444&amp;amp;site=widget-2c.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158303942444&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p1/504403158303942444/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158303942444&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p2/504403158303942444/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=504403158303942444&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-2c.slide.com/p4/504403158303942444/bb_t046_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1653766784925620233?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1653766784925620233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1653766784925620233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1653766784925620233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1653766784925620233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/birthday-party-for-jesus.html' title='Birthday Party for Jesus'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7531045037317815446</id><published>2008-12-20T05:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T05:26:06.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUzyNSbI2xI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yQIaX67fsVw/s1600-h/floor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281862773096635154" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUzyNSbI2xI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yQIaX67fsVw/s320/floor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Keith worked hard yesterday to put in our new kitchen floor...he did such a great job! One step closer to house going on the market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7531045037317815446?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7531045037317815446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7531045037317815446' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7531045037317815446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7531045037317815446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/keith-worked-hard-yesterday-to-put-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUzyNSbI2xI/AAAAAAAAAt4/yQIaX67fsVw/s72-c/floor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3931164605647640108</id><published>2008-12-19T06:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-19T07:00:31.358-08:00</updated><title type='text'>no hustle and bustle here...</title><content type='html'>Haven't sent Christmas cards (yet), haven't baked one thing, haven't wrapped one present, no parties, no performances or class parties...ahhh,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year has been such a non-hectic holiday season for me. I'm not sure why... but I have enjoyed the sanity. Our schedule hasn't been filled with rushing here and there and I think I like it! With the 567 closing for the holidays, Keith has been home alot more which we have all really enjoyed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what have I been doing??? Just hanging out with four extra girls and their Mom. Jennifer, Emma, Makalya, Bri and Ana have come over a few times and we have just enjoyed each other. We have alot of catching up to do with them being way over in Spokane for the last many yrs. Patrick and the 3 boys will arrive in Ga today much to the delight of the girls, then they will all officially be here! We are so excited to have them join us in ministry and look forward to hanging out together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0PGIph9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/LPjntjB1eSI/s1600-h/family+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513159459964882" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0PGIph9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/LPjntjB1eSI/s200/family+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These girls sure love a fire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0PhhqfKI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RZOjwx8pDnw/s1600-h/family+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513166812642466" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0PhhqfKI/AAAAAAAAAtI/RZOjwx8pDnw/s200/family+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first amaryllis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0QHw997I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5Xfqzd7XYeA/s1600-h/family+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513177077381042" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0QHw997I/AAAAAAAAAtQ/5Xfqzd7XYeA/s200/family+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Streak is NOT very ladylike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0Qv0Fy1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ve8Jhe07sw0/s1600-h/family+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513187827895122" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0Qv0Fy1I/AAAAAAAAAtY/Ve8Jhe07sw0/s200/family+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bri loves Lady&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0QzQ6ITI/AAAAAAAAAtg/f15pAyKdqrg/s1600-h/family+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513188754071858" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0QzQ6ITI/AAAAAAAAAtg/f15pAyKdqrg/s200/family+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lady loves Makayla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0t-kJr3I/AAAAAAAAAto/hL0ThM-Fsv8/s1600-h/family+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513690003779442" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0t-kJr3I/AAAAAAAAAto/hL0ThM-Fsv8/s200/family+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls laughing at the dogs howling&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0uvI1y3I/AAAAAAAAAtw/POvbO6lPSEs/s1600-h/family+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281513703042567026" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0uvI1y3I/AAAAAAAAAtw/POvbO6lPSEs/s200/family+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3931164605647640108?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3931164605647640108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3931164605647640108' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3931164605647640108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3931164605647640108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/no-hustle-and-bustle-here.html' title='no hustle and bustle here...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUu0PGIph9I/AAAAAAAAAtA/LPjntjB1eSI/s72-c/family+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8282523694052899945</id><published>2008-12-18T05:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T06:05:09.234-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And the Loft goes to......</title><content type='html'>J.D. and Corrie! Yeah! Our friends from Dothan who are moving here in January to do ministry with us at New City have decided to move into the loft. We are a little jealous, but it would never have been a practical move for us having 3 kids and no yard. 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUW2Vw6NI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hWPjviIw7Hs/s320/DSCN0033.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUWcXSx8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/tAq2YW8GWOY/s1600-h/DSCN0045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280000357686233026" style="WIDTH: 266px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUWcXSx8I/AAAAAAAAAkI/tAq2YW8GWOY/s320/DSCN0045.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUWAhuRXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iHOcXR4RiYo/s1600-h/DSCN0039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280000350213784946" style="WIDTH: 313px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUWAhuRXI/AAAAAAAAAkA/iHOcXR4RiYo/s320/DSCN0039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3088909372481482292?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3088909372481482292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3088909372481482292' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3088909372481482292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3088909372481482292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/sunday-new-city-church.html' title='Sunday @ New City Church'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUZUW2Vw6NI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/hWPjviIw7Hs/s72-c/DSCN0033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2084874380645748941</id><published>2008-12-13T21:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T21:32:48.278-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elijah and Keith</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='background-color:#e9e9e9; 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CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJykfd-TMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/snjIjp5ymfU/s320/tree+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJykAXQkvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/HAJT6xvFMDQ/s1600-h/tree+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278907676130054898" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJykAXQkvI/AAAAAAAAAjw/HAJT6xvFMDQ/s320/tree+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJyjmLY4MI/AAAAAAAAAjo/0wZaTgznqsg/s1600-h/tree+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278907669100945602" style="WIDTH: 243px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJyjmLY4MI/AAAAAAAAAjo/0wZaTgznqsg/s320/tree+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom made the crown topper for us many yrs ago when she was selling them in the garden center. We usually alternate the angel and the crown. This is our first real tree in about 10 yrs. and I love, love the smell of a real tree. We gave up a real tree because I was OCD over it dying and dropping dead pieces off every day. I vacuumed around it daily, now I have recovered!! and we can get a real tree!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2781312008633678064?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2781312008633678064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2781312008633678064' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2781312008633678064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2781312008633678064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-christmas-tree.html' title='Our Christmas tree'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SUJykfd-TMI/AAAAAAAAAj4/snjIjp5ymfU/s72-c/tree+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8352912781583893193</id><published>2008-12-11T06:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T07:03:23.545-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Does God Really Care about Me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint;&lt;br /&gt; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.&lt;br /&gt; I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.”&lt;br /&gt;Psalm 61:1-4&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;Friends can’t make you feel accepted all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accomplishments will never truly make you feel secure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having lots of people around you does not mean you won’t ever feel lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And chocolate, while it is deliciously distracting, is just a little too temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead, turn to the One who is Everlasting, Prince of Peace, Emmanuel - God with us. I draw close to Him so He can help me separate solid truth from shifting emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rejoice as you read God’s solid truths upon which we can find a firm place to stand and a sure place to park our feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifting Emotion&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t always feel noticed by other people.  Everyone just seems to be wrapped up in their own lives.  Sometimes I even wonder if God notices me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solid Truth&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;God not only notices us, He is with us at all times.  We are to keep ourselves in God’s love whether we feel Him or not.  By praying, and filling our minds with God’s truth, His love will grow in us and through us.  Then we won’t be so consumed with wanting others to notice us.  We will become people who notice others and let God’s love shine on them.  Jude 1:20-21, “But you, dear friends, build yourselves up in your most holy faith and pray in the Holy Spirit. Keep yourselves in God's love as you wait for the mercy of our Lord Jesus Christ to bring you to eternal life.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifting Emotion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I don’t feel very loved.  Therefore, I don’t feel like being very loving towards others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solid Truth:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are dearly loved by God.  His love enables us to display compassion, kindness and patience even when we don’t feel like it. Colossians 3:12, “Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Shifting Emotion:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Does God really care about this situation I’m in?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Solid Truth:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;God is with us.  As we cry out to Him, we are reminded of His help. Proverbs 61:1-4, “Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.”&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8352912781583893193?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8352912781583893193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8352912781583893193' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8352912781583893193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8352912781583893193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/does-god-really-care-about-me-hear-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7426952824087348466</id><published>2008-12-08T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T11:21:36.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My cousin, Jennifer, along with her 4 girls,moved from Spokane, WA to Macon, GA this past weekend. Her hubby and 3 boys stayed behind to see the movers come and also do some painting to prepare the house for we hope a quick sale. God will have to do a miracle here in this time of the economy, so that is what we are praying for. They are coming to help us at New City Church!Just one of the HUGE ways God has answered our prayer for leaders in ministry for our church. Pray for them as the family is split up right now and as the deal with moving away from friends/family for the last 10+ years The men are hoping to drive over starting Friday. They will&lt;br /&gt;be staying in her parents house for the next few weeks.&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1wuOlkkfI/AAAAAAAAAig/5OdzWIYPHl8/s1600-h/DSCF0100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277498277840065010" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1wuOlkkfI/AAAAAAAAAig/5OdzWIYPHl8/s320/DSCF0100.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaGKllbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KrPydWnypJs/s1600-h/josiah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277499031493645746" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaGKllbI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/KrPydWnypJs/s200/josiah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaqLS-2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gVYqbQUjyqE/s1600-h/HPIM1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277499041160297314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaqLS-2I/AAAAAAAAAjg/gVYqbQUjyqE/s200/HPIM1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFneg8gI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Yu5701fO01Y/s1600-h/caleb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277498679658344962" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFneg8gI/AAAAAAAAAjA/Yu5701fO01Y/s200/caleb.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xZsYZIcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eM1t2ZYBycA/s1600-h/IMG_7556+emma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277499024572228034" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xZsYZIcI/AAAAAAAAAjI/eM1t2ZYBycA/s200/IMG_7556+emma.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaMAawOI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Aq5ktOcBTEY/s1600-h/kayla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277499033061605602" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xaMAawOI/AAAAAAAAAjY/Aq5ktOcBTEY/s200/kayla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFBn5Z2I/AAAAAAAAAiw/fBrtuYvUCAY/s1600-h/ana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277498669497149282" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFBn5Z2I/AAAAAAAAAiw/fBrtuYvUCAY/s200/ana.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFeQW84I/AAAAAAAAAi4/_epshQYbhuA/s1600-h/bri.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277498677183050626" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1xFeQW84I/AAAAAAAAAi4/_epshQYbhuA/s200/bri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7426952824087348466?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7426952824087348466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7426952824087348466' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7426952824087348466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7426952824087348466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/my-cousin-jennifer-along-with-her-4.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/ST1wuOlkkfI/AAAAAAAAAig/5OdzWIYPHl8/s72-c/DSCF0100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7618721682136568988</id><published>2008-12-06T18:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-06T19:56:00.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STs0_FrBC4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/tE6qt1lZ5W4/s1600-h/fire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5276869646853671810" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STs0_FrBC4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/tE6qt1lZ5W4/s320/fire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first fire of the year...well, actually our first fire in this house! - thanks to my hubby and our friend Dave!&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the older kids went bowling and so we had Dave over for Los Patios soup, sour cream biscuits and the Alabama game. Most of it turned out great!&lt;br /&gt;Earlier today, we went to pick out a tree, which went fairly quickly. Keith tried to get us out really fast, but while he went to find outlets, we searched more for the "perfect" tree, and we found it. You know it is the right one, when you notice other people around you watching "your" tree and saying, "wow, that's a good one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we got it! It was the heaviest one they had I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got tickled watching others pick out their trees while I waited for ours to be trimmed. I saw one man walking their tree up to the check out, only to hear his wife say," I changed my mind, I don't like that one." "Oh, I thought I was done, he told the husband in front of him. "There were many others just like him going through the motions of holding one up for the wife to look over, only to have her want to see the next one in a line of hundreds! Too funny!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7618721682136568988?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7618721682136568988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7618721682136568988' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7618721682136568988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7618721682136568988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/our-first-fire-of-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STs0_FrBC4I/AAAAAAAAAiY/tE6qt1lZ5W4/s72-c/fire.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7837036123306909168</id><published>2008-12-04T05:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T05:35:53.136-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Happy 41st Birthday Keith!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;We love you!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Amy, Ivey, Robby and Elijah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7837036123306909168?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7837036123306909168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7837036123306909168' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7837036123306909168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7837036123306909168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/happy-41st-birthday-keith-we-love-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1707681722284162219</id><published>2008-12-03T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T10:28:50.082-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Last night we had a guest over for dinner, his name is David and I almost didn't recognize him. I saw him at our service on Sunday, but he had a ponytail mohawk. Last night, he was clean shaven...beard and mohawk. I asked him..."didn't you have hair on Sunday? He said yea, but I cut my own hair and I decided to take it all off when I was doing a trim today."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;When Keith called me last night to tell me he was bringing David home for dinner, I told the kids the bmx dude was coming over. They got funny looks on their face and their thought was...oh, a crazy homeless guy is coming for dinner! ...But, I knew better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;We so enjoyed sitting around asking him all kinds of questions, listening to him play his drone flute and Ivey's guitar. I was also enlightened to how cruel and crazy our law enforcement can be when they are faced with a guy riding a bike through their county ( don't you know that homeless men are all out molesting kids and burglarizing churches??!) NOT REALLY! That is just one thing he has been accused of on his journey through the South. (He stopped under a covered area at a smalltown church to avoid the coming storm, look at his map and take a break...the next thing he knew he was surrounded by deputies, being accused of all kinds of nonsense.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway, read about him below....in this post from &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.keithwatson.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Keith's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;I didn't get nearly enough time to talk to David - maybe I'll find him downtown tomorrow.David heard about us through the "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cometothefountain.org/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Come to the Fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;" crew.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Here's what David wrote on his 'Info Card' at New City:I would like to be loved without judgment Other - just passing through. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STbMnviqRmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QoSK49zw-OE/s1600-h/xpj64yp9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275628996659922530" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 212px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STbMnviqRmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QoSK49zw-OE/s320/xpj64yp9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Thanks for the warmth &amp;amp; vibes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://media.collegepublisher.com/media/paper344/stills/xpj64yp9.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;by Eva DameronDaily Lobo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;David Wray is riding his BMX bike across the United States and writing a book about it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"I've got the introduction written," Wray said. "It's kind of hard to be experiencing everything and still find the time and focus to take notes. I'm definitely going to tie in a lot of other angles, like spirituality, politics, art, freedom." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#000000;"&gt;Wray left Monterey, Calif., in June and arrived in Albuquerque mid-September with a 130-pound trailer strapped to his bike. He's staying at the Albuquerque Bicycle Park BMX track, where he bathes in the janitor's closet and helps maintain the track and supervise bike races.&lt;br /&gt;Before he started the trip, he was a calibration technician, using skills he learned in the Navy, working in California and living in Portland, Ore. He said the job was trying his integrity.Then he lost his job, his house and his fiancée - all in one fell swoop. Facing credit problems, he took his car to the Monterey, Calif., coast on June 6, and he tried to blow out the engine.&lt;br /&gt;That didn't work, so he left the car there with a note on the steering wheel that read, "This car belongs to the Navy Deferral Credit Union." Then he got on his bike and left town."I've just had it," he said. "I've had it. I've had enough of expectations. I've had enough of manipulations, whatever angle that comes from - whether it be family or relationships or job or just everything that had weighted me down and kept me from doing things that I really wanted to do. I'm going to live this adventure and see what happens."&lt;br /&gt;Wray began BMX racing at 12 and got well-known after winning some big races, he said.&lt;br /&gt;He rode through Death Valley for three days in 120-degree weather, he said. He can't go faster than eight miles per hour, because it's a single-speed bike hauling a 130-pound trailer. He went through Las Vegas and Colorado and ended up in Albuquerque via Taos and Santa Fe. Wray said he has been resting in Albuquerque while his broken shoulder heals, but he's fine with that because he's not racing against a deadline.&lt;br /&gt;"I am planning on ending up in Maine," Wray said. "That's the one state that I've never been to. From here, I'm going to keep heading south. I've never been to Roswell.&lt;br /&gt;From there, go through Dallas, Austin, Houston and then New Orleans. And from there, I'm going to go through Mississippi.&lt;br /&gt;"In Mississippi, he said he wants to see the crossroads from the legendary story of Robert Johnson, the grandfather of delta blues. "I've recently learned it's actually a railroad crossing, but in the legend it's told as a dirt road crossing," he said. "He's there at midnight, and he's got a guitar on his back. And he's not sure what he's going to do with his life.&lt;br /&gt;"Then, Robert Johnson meets the devil. "And the devil's like, 'If you make this deal with me, I'll give you this guitar sound and that'll be your signature on history,'"&lt;br /&gt;Wray said. "So I want to go to that spot and then, from there, see what happens. Maybe I'm due for a deal - and I'll make one." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1707681722284162219?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1707681722284162219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1707681722284162219' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1707681722284162219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1707681722284162219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-night-we-had-guest-over-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STbMnviqRmI/AAAAAAAAAiQ/QoSK49zw-OE/s72-c/xpj64yp9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6677040693253309486</id><published>2008-11-28T07:32:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-28T07:40:23.634-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;he's back!....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAPq-ycw9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/7tlItVbq3b0/s1600-h/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273732394734371794" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAPq-ycw9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/7tlItVbq3b0/s320/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAPrZaOgOI/AAAAAAAAAiA/BrJIkZv3zvc/s1600-h/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273732401880531170" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAPrZaOgOI/AAAAAAAAAiA/BrJIkZv3zvc/s320/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;That is Keith, riding again... on my brother's bike&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and then here is Robby on Seth's pit bike (Robby's bike needs a "tune up")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAQyWcJxlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/r7wwHyLL_90/s1600-h/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273733620854015570" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAQyWcJxlI/AAAAAAAAAiI/r7wwHyLL_90/s320/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6677040693253309486?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6677040693253309486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6677040693253309486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6677040693253309486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6677040693253309486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/hes-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/STAPq-ycw9I/AAAAAAAAAh4/7tlItVbq3b0/s72-c/motorcycles,+horse+and+elijah+030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-710394964180201172</id><published>2008-11-26T06:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T06:51:13.462-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Yesterday the fam went to Eastman to celebrate Thanksgiving with Keith's parents, grandad, and sisters' families. We decided to each bring a dish and meat for the grill. It was all delicious! Kim is THE salad queen! She brought a yummy bowtie pasta salad and crunchy coleslaw - yummy! We had steak, chicken, sausage, beans, salads, buttery french bread and butterfinger cake for dessert. Mmmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The food was great, but the fellowship was even better! We had the sweetest prayer of thanks for an abundance of blessing this year! The kiddos rode 4wheelers and horses all day while the adults sat around the table sharing and catching up. A very enjoyable day!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We then headed back to Macon for Ivey's guitar lesson...she will be playing in church on the 14th with several others. Jonathan taught her a Drummer Boy solo! I can't wait to hear her play it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and then we got a call from close friends giving us some spectacular news!!! (can't tell just yet) Woohoo, Superman!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then we headed to my brother's house for Jared's 22nd birthday party. MY nephew is 22 and graduating from Tech this spring! AGH!! Charla fixed an Italian spread and a delicious red velvet cake...more yum!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;When everybody headed for home, my brother took Ivey, Robby and Addi with him to the farm for the night. That made 2 adults and 4 kids in a four seater Toyota truck - sardines!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ivey and Addi wanted to be up early riding the horse this morning. Robby and Seth were going to ride dirtbikes all day. Elijah and I slept late and enjoyed the warmth of inside the house. aahh!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, here is our favorite house...the first one I think we looked at downtown...it is still on the market (maybe for us??) Only the Lord knows which house He has for us! But this is the one we are hoping for...&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SS1hLEYA4SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/V6DJhivLC8o/s1600-h/pink+house.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5272977581501636898" style="WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SS1hLEYA4SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/V6DJhivLC8o/s320/pink+house.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the 2nd floor, those door open up off of the master bedroom onto the "roof"!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-710394964180201172?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/710394964180201172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=710394964180201172' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/710394964180201172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/710394964180201172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/yesterday-fam-went-to-eastman-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SS1hLEYA4SI/AAAAAAAAAhw/V6DJhivLC8o/s72-c/pink+house.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-9210909338660386426</id><published>2008-11-21T08:52:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T08:57:24.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>How Lady stays warm and cozy</title><content type='html'>If you go looking for Lady these days, this is you will likely find her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSbnyF6HXcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/S6QojTEnBzA/s1600-h/dog+and+heater+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271155261649149378" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 241px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSbnyF6HXcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/S6QojTEnBzA/s320/dog+and+heater+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSbnyazOwtI/AAAAAAAAAho/Rpf-aUFKUBY/s1600-h/dog+and+heater+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271155267257418450" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSbnyazOwtI/AAAAAAAAAho/Rpf-aUFKUBY/s320/dog+and+heater+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-9210909338660386426?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/9210909338660386426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=9210909338660386426' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/9210909338660386426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/9210909338660386426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/how-lady-stays-warm-and-cozy.html' title='How Lady stays warm and cozy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSbnyF6HXcI/AAAAAAAAAhg/S6QojTEnBzA/s72-c/dog+and+heater+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2007792410746729251</id><published>2008-11-19T06:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-19T06:14:40.655-08:00</updated><title type='text'>houses...</title><content type='html'>My thoughts morning and night are on houses. I love, love looking at houses! (Ivey does too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the kiddos are really ready to move. I think the one who will miss our hood the most will be Robby. He has at least 5 boys here who he loves to hang out with. But God is tugging our hearts more and more to be in the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we have talked ourselves out of the houses I posted on the other day. The "mansion", even if the price is lowered would be more than we want to spend. Ya know on House Hunters there is always one house at the top of their budget...well, this house would put us over the top in more ways than one. So, unless God changes something or opens a door for that one...it is not "the one". The new ones we like, of course who doesn't like a new house, are just a tad small and not exactly our first choice of area downtown. So, we have 2 we want to see again that we looked at earlier this year and 2 more historic homes that have been total remodels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND we have to finish scraping and painting trim on our house, replace the kitchen floor and get it on the market...oh poo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2007792410746729251?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2007792410746729251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2007792410746729251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2007792410746729251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2007792410746729251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/houses.html' title='houses...'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7847965293701247437</id><published>2008-11-18T10:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:47:53.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Volunteer Day at RMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSMMugSwVJI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cTC7E1KfHOA/s1600-h/Orange%2520St%2520View.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270069982035727506" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSMMugSwVJI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cTC7E1KfHOA/s200/Orange%2520St%2520View.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; Ivey and I volunteered this morning at the house and had a great time! I love organizing, so I enjoyed doing some of that with T-shirts, donated items that needed to be put away and best of all the Panera Bread goodies that were delivered this morning!!! mmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got tickled at Ivey when she heard our first assignment...help unload the dishwasher! ugh...her least favorite chore at home. But it was really quick with 3 of us. Thankfully there was only one of three that had clean dishes in it. I met several other volunteers and was excited to see older ladies volunteering their time. I hope to be able to do something like this when I am "retired". (whatever that means!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Right now all of the rooms are filled with families, I guess that is the normal for the cold season. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We can't wait to go again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSMMuSy270I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rXn-SUcOmz4/s1600-h/Kitchen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270069978412281666" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSMMuSy270I/AAAAAAAAAhQ/rXn-SUcOmz4/s200/Kitchen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7847965293701247437?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7847965293701247437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7847965293701247437' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7847965293701247437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7847965293701247437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/volunteer-day-at-rmh.html' title='Volunteer Day at RMH'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSMMugSwVJI/AAAAAAAAAhY/cTC7E1KfHOA/s72-c/Orange%2520St%2520View.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-39394848468423154</id><published>2008-11-16T17:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T17:30:29.588-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plane Pull</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIhw1sarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ITa7-hDf8JA/s1600-h/HPIM1885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269432046394829490" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIhw1sarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ITa7-hDf8JA/s200/HPIM1885.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIiese1OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/eLHlc5G18EI/s1600-h/HPIM1883.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269432058704221410" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIiese1OI/AAAAAAAAAhA/eLHlc5G18EI/s200/HPIM1883.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIikd6AyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PxAT5L1Tm7Y/s1600-h/HPIM1888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269432060253700898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIikd6AyI/AAAAAAAAAhI/PxAT5L1Tm7Y/s200/HPIM1888.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday, Ivey and I volunteered at the Plane Pull fundraiser to benefit the Ronald McDonald House here in Macon. We enjoyed watching teams pulling this FedEx plane 14 feet in 7.5 seconds! Ivey and I worked at the RMH store selling items, and we nearly froze from the blustery winds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A friend of ours at church told us about volunteering at the house recently. I had no idea they needed volunteers! The house is a great ministry to people in surrounding communities who have sick babies or children and need a place to stay while they are in the hospital or having tests, chemo done. In fact, we knew a couple who had stayed there last year while their baby girl was in NNICU. Anyway, I can't say enough good things about the house and what they do. They are not fully funded by McDonalds and so they do fundraisers throughout the year. They have companies who donate supplies to the house, and Panera Bread and Starbucks bring in baked good everyday. And I know you have seen the change collection boxes in Mcd's where ALL of the change goes directly to the house in that area. In fact, I may be counting that change one day! Next month I will help bake cookies for a home tour and for the Christmas party at the house.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-39394848468423154?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/39394848468423154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=39394848468423154' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/39394848468423154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/39394848468423154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/plane-pull.html' title='Plane Pull'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SSDIhw1sarI/AAAAAAAAAg4/ITa7-hDf8JA/s72-c/HPIM1885.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-467606472592835499</id><published>2008-11-14T18:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T18:57:02.424-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today we went house hunting...downtown. We are more than ever eager to movedowntown now. We looked at several homes, the first was built in 1870 and had 3bdrms and 1.5 baths. It is in a great location, here are a few pics...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40iWBuQhI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4C9bAxsukk8/s1600-h/houses+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706378703061522" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40iWBuQhI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4C9bAxsukk8/s200/houses+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40i_93enI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9UF8ZbBQ714/s1600-h/houses+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706389961177714" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40i_93enI/AAAAAAAAAfI/9UF8ZbBQ714/s200/houses+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40jGf7qpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uXRmOo4jF8U/s1600-h/houses+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706391714671250" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40jGf7qpI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/uXRmOo4jF8U/s200/houses+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40j2K0i-I/AAAAAAAAAfg/yM3sQpV5vYE/s1600-h/houses+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268706404511026146" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40j2K0i-I/AAAAAAAAAfg/yM3sQpV5vYE/s200/houses+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We looked at 3 new homes downtown built as part of a revitalization of the area. They are really prettybut the living areas are smaller and there are only 3 bdrms. But they were pretty! Two of them have an option of making the upstairs garage area a studio apt. for a college student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42XSVZowI/AAAAAAAAAgI/v8gJcggeCyA/s1600-h/houses+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708387756548866" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42XSVZowI/AAAAAAAAAgI/v8gJcggeCyA/s200/houses+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WP3U91I/AAAAAAAAAfw/qG5d2BwuDGk/s1600-h/houses+063.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708369913673554" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WP3U91I/AAAAAAAAAfw/qG5d2BwuDGk/s200/houses+063.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WSOkJBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5WfpjNuMPPk/s1600-h/houses+067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708370548007954" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WSOkJBI/AAAAAAAAAf4/5WfpjNuMPPk/s200/houses+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WleEkfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/EOWHNK7Azow/s1600-h/houses+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268708375713321458" style="WIDTH: 152px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR42WleEkfI/AAAAAAAAAgA/EOWHNK7Azow/s200/houses+068.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR438pQS_SI/AAAAAAAAAgw/r8RlxcQMc2c/s1600-h/houses+078.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710129075944738" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR438pQS_SI/AAAAAAAAAgw/r8RlxcQMc2c/s200/houses+078.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR437cuDR7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gdgSUCp9kF0/s1600-h/houses+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710108531214258" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR437cuDR7I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/gdgSUCp9kF0/s200/houses+073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR437pjjxHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ou4lk2bzvcw/s1600-h/houses+079.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710111976866930" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR437pjjxHI/AAAAAAAAAgY/ou4lk2bzvcw/s200/houses+079.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR43718l6ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BxNH7mJ9h4c/s1600-h/houses+082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710115303090578" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR43718l6ZI/AAAAAAAAAgg/BxNH7mJ9h4c/s200/houses+082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR438NZs47I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MzJW1uzE1J0/s1600-h/houses+083.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268710121599198130" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR438NZs47I/AAAAAAAAAgo/MzJW1uzE1J0/s200/houses+083.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This one was built around 1885 and is HUGE! It is a foreclosure, and has too many rooms to count. It has been remodeled outside, and upstairs, and the downstairs partially. It looks like paint and stain are what is needed now. Plus the kitchen is bare bones. Anyway, it was so much fun to look at and roam about. It had like four or five rooms downstairs, a bath, laundry room and kitchen. Upstairs had like 5 bedrooms, 2 baths and the stairway to the cupola and 3rd floor room. This house has tons of character and is one Keith and I dream to own and fix up. Dream on!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://widget-34.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158302748212&amp;amp;site=widget-34.slide.com" style="width:400px;height:320px" name="flashticker" align="middle"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="width:400px;text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158302748212&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-34.slide.com/p1/504403158302748212/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158302748212&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-34.slide.com/p2/504403158302748212/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;at=un&amp;id=504403158302748212&amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-34.slide.com/p4/504403158302748212/bb_t017_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" ismap="ismap" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-467606472592835499?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/467606472592835499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=467606472592835499' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/467606472592835499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/467606472592835499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/today-we-went-house-hunting.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SR40iWBuQhI/AAAAAAAAAfA/4C9bAxsukk8/s72-c/houses+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4533486436645821582</id><published>2008-11-13T19:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T19:28:19.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Even a great husband makes a very poor God</title><content type='html'>This is from a devotion I read today and I thought it was worth a post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; How many women have had these thoughts in their days of dreaming for a husband... I thought if you find "the one," you'll be happy, secure, and fulfilled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; It's good to have a list of standards that you look for in a spouse. However, it can never be with the expectation that if you find that special someone, he'll right all your wrongs and fill up all your insecurities. The problem with this thinking is the pressure it will eventually put on your spouse. To expect another person to make you feel happy, secure, and fulfilled will leave you disappointed at best and disillusioned at worst.&lt;br /&gt;  Even a great husband makes a very poor God. Only God can settle those deep heart-needs. A man can never do this. If a husband could meet every need his wife had, we'd have no need for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Getting married doesn't instantly make you selfless... it makes you realize how very selfish you can be at times. Getting married doesn't make you feel loved... it makes you realize love is more of a decision you make than a feeling you feel. Getting married doesn't take away loneliness... it makes you realize true companionship comes not when you demand it but rather when you give it to another person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what does marriage give? A beautiful chance to make the choice to ...&lt;br /&gt;Love even when you don't feel like it.  Cheer him on through both failures and successes. Tell him he's a great man everyday. Thank God for the privilege of being his wife.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear Lord, only You can fill my heart, right my wrongs, and make me feel loved.  I pray that You would show me how to keep my expectations of my husband in check.  Help me to be the wife he desires.  And help me to remember that marriage was never meant to make me happy all the time.  Marriage is a decision to honor You by honoring the one you’ve entrusted to me to be my husband.  &lt;br /&gt;  In Jesus’ Name,&lt;br /&gt;    Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4533486436645821582?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4533486436645821582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4533486436645821582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4533486436645821582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4533486436645821582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/even-great-husband-makes-very-poor-god.html' title='Even a great husband makes a very poor God'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3283816490935346683</id><published>2008-11-09T18:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T18:43:56.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A church for the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;Okay, since the beginning of our church plant, people have been assuming all sort of things about New City Church downtown. For example: 1) "So, you're starting a church for the homeless"...ah, yeah...and for doctors and lawyers and students and all sorts of people. 2) "You can't start a church downtown, nobody will go to a church downtown" 3) Many churches here have moved OUT of the city, not into the city 4) The last thing Macon needs is ANOTHER church! We have more churches per &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;capita&lt;/span&gt; than any other city.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Keith has been been preaching an awesome series on Jonah...We Are Jonah! was the title of the sermon series. God has so obviously called us into the city, to be IN the city, for the city. What does this mean? Here is a little of the heartbeat of our calling to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003333;"&gt;A church for the City...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2030824&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=2030824&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/2030824"&gt;A Church for the City (Reprise)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/theaustinstone"&gt;The Austin Stone&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And yes, we are moving to the city. We don't think it will be in the loft, maybe, but we think it will be in a house, on a street with many other neighbors who will most likely not be believers. Today we had lunch in the Washington park with music and lunch from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Michaels&lt;/span&gt;. It is a community gathering downtown with all kinds of people. We had several friends with us, people from church, the Williams from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;B'ham&lt;/span&gt;, the mayor and his wife, homeless people, young with kids, gay couples, church folk, singles with their pets..it was a lot of fun. We will go back every 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; Sunday of the month!! God wants us in the city!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3283816490935346683?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3283816490935346683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3283816490935346683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3283816490935346683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3283816490935346683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/church-for-city.html' title='A church for the City'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2303066244091204627</id><published>2008-11-06T04:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T04:50:08.279-08:00</updated><title type='text'>This family needs your prayers</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SRLn3tENH3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/DaGxJPcHf_A/s1600-h/DSCN0110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265525858525585266" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SRLn3tENH3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/DaGxJPcHf_A/s320/DSCN0110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I met Haley at the A29 Vail pastors' retreat in June...she is such a beautiful, glowing person. Please pray for her and her husband (and family) as they mourn the loss of their baby girl, &lt;a href="http://littlemissmollyann.blogspot.com/2008/11/goodbye-baby.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Molly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. My heart is heavy for them today...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2303066244091204627?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2303066244091204627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2303066244091204627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2303066244091204627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2303066244091204627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-family-needs-your-prayers.html' title='This family needs your prayers'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SRLn3tENH3I/AAAAAAAAAeM/DaGxJPcHf_A/s72-c/DSCN0110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7048525509919065925</id><published>2008-11-02T04:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T06:13:22.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wise Words from John Piper on the election</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFvlfc2VkN0&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CFvlfc2VkN0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Vikings,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;indians,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;batman..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;oh my!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i0Uv1vSI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tKN2zRBltNQ/s1600-h/football+party+and+halloween+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264042559272238370" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i0Uv1vSI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tKN2zRBltNQ/s320/football+party+and+halloween+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i0gLDENI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2WnK-fEyliY/s1600-h/football+party+and+halloween+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264042562339147986" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i0gLDENI/AAAAAAAAAd8/2WnK-fEyliY/s320/football+party+and+halloween+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i1DgdVCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/M3DXpXX2AEM/s1600-h/football+party+and+halloween+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264042571824190498" style="WIDTH: 307px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i1DgdVCI/AAAAAAAAAeE/M3DXpXX2AEM/s320/football+party+and+halloween+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7048525509919065925?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7048525509919065925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7048525509919065925' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7048525509919065925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7048525509919065925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-post.html' title='Wise Words from John Piper on the election'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQ2i0Uv1vSI/AAAAAAAAAd0/tKN2zRBltNQ/s72-c/football+party+and+halloween+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7876758926090444572</id><published>2008-10-26T14:00:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T14:14:35.755-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We have had a great weekend getting to know our cousin, Noah and visiting with Patrick. They are here for a few days from Spokane, WA. They will be moving in January to Georgia!!! (along with Jennifer, their 4 girls and other 2 sons). Robby and Noah went to a neighborhood party last night and they enjoyed hanging out together. I hope it is the beginning of a great friendship:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb7NBWl-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0ErwUBLE-7g/s1600-h/HPIM1723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261572074829682658" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb7NBWl-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0ErwUBLE-7g/s320/HPIM1723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Father and Son&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTdLbu7KTI/AAAAAAAAAds/ja9XnjTXHbc/s1600-h/HPIM1724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261573453168453938" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTdLbu7KTI/AAAAAAAAAds/ja9XnjTXHbc/s320/HPIM1724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also, Elijah FINALLY lost that tooth Friday night!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb8Q66lOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Nz7FdWcI5OA/s1600-h/HPIM1720_edited.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261572093056292066" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 243px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb8Q66lOI/AAAAAAAAAdc/Nz7FdWcI5OA/s320/HPIM1720_edited.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I found Lady on the back porch in a sunny warm spot and just had to snap this shot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb9Ijs8zI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3_8LYX_SduI/s1600-h/HPIM1725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261572107991315250" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb9Ijs8zI/AAAAAAAAAdk/3_8LYX_SduI/s320/HPIM1725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7876758926090444572?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7876758926090444572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7876758926090444572' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7876758926090444572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7876758926090444572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-have-had-great-weekend-getting-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQTb7NBWl-I/AAAAAAAAAdM/0ErwUBLE-7g/s72-c/HPIM1723.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-5216605848335304683</id><published>2008-10-24T06:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T06:54:25.062-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First things first - the king has returned to his castle! Yea!! Keith got in around 1am this morning from St. Louis and we all waited up for him...needless to say everyone is still sleeping this morning at 9:30am (except me who had to take the dogs out):-(Of course now I am awake and the dogs are asleep on their beds in front of a heater. They are sooo spoiled!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For those of you who haven't already seen photos of Ivey's show from last Saturday on Facebook I thought I would post a few. We had a great time despite the drizzly, cold weather that started the day. Thankfully, it did warm up and clear out before the costume class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQYh3xWWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/M5IJSiSUTq4/s1600-h/horse+show+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260714959573178722" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQYh3xWWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/M5IJSiSUTq4/s200/horse+show+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQYzpSARI/AAAAAAAAAck/ePMygIW2Bes/s1600-h/horse+show+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260714964344242450" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQYzpSARI/AAAAAAAAAck/ePMygIW2Bes/s200/horse+show+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQZc5l5mI/AAAAAAAAAc0/4KphBVbmZrg/s1600-h/horse+show+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260714975418508898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQZc5l5mI/AAAAAAAAAc0/4KphBVbmZrg/s200/horse+show+016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQZZIvEYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Jt8-8SZdAJE/s1600-h/horse+show+018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260714974408282498" style="WIDTH: 134px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 200px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQZZIvEYI/AAAAAAAAAc8/Jt8-8SZdAJE/s200/horse+show+018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQY67lsbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PgCI9PwOxuE/s1600-h/horse+show+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260714966300078514" style="WIDTH: 216px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 155px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQY67lsbI/AAAAAAAAAcs/PgCI9PwOxuE/s200/horse+show+011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHRDwFj_fI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zcrh-pCKQOo/s1600-h/horse+show+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260715702123494898" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHRDwFj_fI/AAAAAAAAAdE/zcrh-pCKQOo/s200/horse+show+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivey won 2 blue ribbons, 3rd in costume class, and one 5th place. She has a great time, made some great choices during her riding which may have cost her a higher place, but she got a rave review from her instructor on reading her horse and making wise decisions while riding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   These shows are alot of fun for us both. Ivey gets to ride and hang out with other horse lovers and I get to meet and talk with other Moms of horse lovers. We moms usually end up holding the reins in between classes for our girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   I love the picture above of Rainey with pink wraps around his leg and toenail polish on his hooves!(that is quite an expensive horse and I think he is highly insulted to have polish on his feet!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   My Mom made to indian costume for Ivey and did a great job. It doesn't look the same with Ivey's class # tied around her waist, but that was for the judges.You can't see it from the pictures but Cassie's tail was braided with feathers and her mane had feathers all in it, plus she had some paint on her in different places. They looked really cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-5216605848335304683?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/5216605848335304683/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=5216605848335304683' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5216605848335304683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/5216605848335304683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-things-first-king-has-returned-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SQHQYh3xWWI/AAAAAAAAAcc/M5IJSiSUTq4/s72-c/horse+show+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-10509567486792282</id><published>2008-10-22T18:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T18:15:50.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SP_Py_tFZJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M8Djauu0uwU/s1600-h/photo-767919.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260151364792968338" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SP_Py_tFZJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M8Djauu0uwU/s320/photo-767919.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith, Heath, Patrick, Jason, Cameron and Dr. Paul at the Acts 29 Lead Conference in St. Louis.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-10509567486792282?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/10509567486792282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=10509567486792282' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/10509567486792282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/10509567486792282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/keith-heath-patrick-jason-cameron-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SP_Py_tFZJI/AAAAAAAAAcU/M8Djauu0uwU/s72-c/photo-767919.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4087956996059753183</id><published>2008-10-22T06:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T06:26:02.069-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It has happened again! A lab and a boxer maul a man</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;I was reading the paper and came across this article - this happened less than two miles from my home, in our subdivision! I run here sometimes, but not by this home thankfully! I am shocked that the dogs are still alive. I have always heard that if a dog does this once and tastes blood, he will do it again. What do you think???&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Komen race director attacked, injured by two dogs while running in north Macon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;By Liz Fabian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scott Tankard doesn’t know exactly how long he fought off two dogs Saturday morning while he was running down Alexandria Drive in north Macon.&lt;br /&gt;“The dogs wouldn’t let me go,” Tankard said Monday. “It was very terrifying actually.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The man who was supposed to direct the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure this Saturday called the attack a mauling. The 7-inch gash on his right calf, sprained ankle and wound on his hand will keep him from the race, he said.&lt;br /&gt;Tankard, 53, said he was jogging about 10 a.m. when a mixed-breed dog lying on the grass in front of 104 Alexandria Drive started barking at him. He had encountered two other dogs at that house before, a boxer and a Labrador retriever, that routinely barked at him and charged toward the invisible boundary of their electric fence, Tankard said.&lt;br /&gt;This time, the boxer charged through the boundary with the Labrador retriever following behind. The boxer ripped the back of his hand in two while the Labrador retriever got a good grip on his leg, he said. The unfamiliar mixed breed dog didn’t attack.&lt;br /&gt;Tankard charged through them, thinking if he got on the other side of the invisible barrier, he might be safe.&lt;br /&gt;In his haste to run, he fell in the yard, rolled and got back up, he said. When the dogs kept coming at him and biting at his legs, he sought refuge on the porch and began calling out for help. With the dogs snarling and barking, he was cornered on the right side of the porch where apparently no one was home, he said.&lt;br /&gt;He kept screaming until a neighbor came to his aid. The 5-foot-10 inch, 180-pound teacher at the Georgia Academy for the Blind doesn’t know how long he cried out for help.&lt;br /&gt;“I left a lot of blood on the owner’s porch.”&lt;br /&gt;A neighbor called an ambulance and the crew rescued him from the porch.&lt;br /&gt;“The ambulance backed up the driveway to the porch and opened its doors,” he said.&lt;br /&gt;Tankard spent five hours in the emergency room of The Medical Center of Central Georgia receiving treatment for his seven wounds. He was at the doctor’s office for another three hours Monday and will go back again Wednesday, he said.&lt;br /&gt;He hasn’t been able to reach the owners of the dogs, John and Sarah Wright, A phone message left for John Wright at the phone number listed on the Macon police report was not immediately returned.&lt;br /&gt;Jim Johnson, director of Macon’s Animal Control Department, said the dogs have no prior history of bites and were current on their rabies shots. The animals are being quarantined at their home for 10 days, Johnson said.&lt;br /&gt;“They were given a citation for the dogs being loose, but we’re not real sure that’s what happened,” Johnson said.&lt;br /&gt;The Macon police report states the Wrights have the invisible boundary fence but the batteries in the dogs’ collars were run down.&lt;br /&gt;After the quarantine, Animal Control officers will visit the dogs to make sure they are fine,&lt;br /&gt;Tankard said it was unnerving to see the dogs still at the property.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4087956996059753183?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4087956996059753183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4087956996059753183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4087956996059753183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4087956996059753183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/it-has-happened-again-lab-and-boxer.html' title='It has happened again! A lab and a boxer maul a man'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6234299180986328497</id><published>2008-10-21T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T07:45:44.867-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My friend, Keisha, is having a give away at her awesome site &lt;a href="http://www.reignbowprincess.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Reignbow Princess&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; Designs&lt;/span&gt;! If you need bibs, burpcloths, baby gifts or hairbows, check out her site! She does a great job and supports great causes!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6234299180986328497?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6234299180986328497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6234299180986328497' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6234299180986328497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6234299180986328497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-friend-keisha-is-having-give-away-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3026003908349306440</id><published>2008-10-19T04:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T14:44:13.102-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SPsbSsaRzTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/IcV_71AR5Vw/s1600-h/birmingham,+colorado+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258826997858159922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SPsbSsaRzTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/IcV_71AR5Vw/s200/birmingham,+colorado+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;17 years ago today, Keith and I were joined together for a lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;What an adventure it has been!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Keith...&lt;em&gt;Happy Anniversary with all my love! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On another note: Keith and 5 other guys, plus Patrick and Noah from WA are attending an Acts 29 conference in St. Louis this week. They will be gone through Thursday. I am excited that several men from our church are able to go and see what Acts 29 is all about and meet some of the leaders there. I am not excited about Keith being gone and neither are the kiddos. Elijah was quite teary-eyed today as Keith got ready to leave after church. We are praying for a safe trip for all the guys to St. Louis today!!)...hurry home :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3026003908349306440?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3026003908349306440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3026003908349306440' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3026003908349306440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3026003908349306440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/17-years-ago-today-keith-and-i-were.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SPsbSsaRzTI/AAAAAAAAAcM/IcV_71AR5Vw/s72-c/birmingham,+colorado+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8432359452821051494</id><published>2008-10-15T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T19:16:00.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on my soapbox</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have heard ENOUGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough of the question that I have heard a MILLION times..."do you think Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt; has enough experience to run this country?" I am sick and tired of hearing that question!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why are they not asking( I know why those liberal media people aren't asking - they are afraid of what the answer will do for the election!) "DO you think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;barack&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;obama&lt;/span&gt; has enough experience to run this country?" &lt;strong&gt;Absolutely NOT&lt;/strong&gt; and he is the one running for president, not Sarah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Palin&lt;/span&gt;!  (And why all of the comparisons with Bush...when obama and ol clinton don't associate themselves as the same.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has been a senator for a short time period and most of that has been spent getting ready to run for president. I did hear Biden say one time that he would be by barack's side everyday as he made decisions...one clue that Biden himself doesnt even think he is capable enough to make decisions. If you want more info on his ideas and non experience - just google for it and you will get &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; of info! I know for sure that he will not be in the corner supporting homeschooling families, that would be too far from his socialist ideas. People, please wake up and read the facts. The facts are not found on the mainstream media and they are not in the normal news...these are all run by liberals. You need to listen to FOX, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hannity&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AFA&lt;/span&gt;, etc. The American people are being lied to and deceived by media everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am really, really tired of hearing all of the bashing against the republican candidates and then all of the oohs and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;aahs&lt;/span&gt; for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;obama&lt;/span&gt; side...even tonight on the news Katie was googly eyed and all smiles as she interviewed Barack Hussein O. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, I'm done for now... on my soapbox, but I'm not done praying!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8432359452821051494?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8432359452821051494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8432359452821051494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8432359452821051494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8432359452821051494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/on-my-soapbox.html' title='on my soapbox'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4849659140167062713</id><published>2008-10-10T15:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T15:39:00.861-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;We went to the fair this week with our homeschool group and had a great time. You will notice more pics of Elijah and that is because Keith took him to ride little rides while I went with the older 2 kids to ride the "big" rides, and we had one camera...guess who had it?! But we did catch up with one another for some rides and watched a crazy man with 5 rattlesnakes, eat a funnel cake, grab some free chocolate milk and hold some baby chicks. Ivey has sworn off eating chicken since she heard they are grown at 8 wks and taken to slaughter. She'll get over it in about a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-99.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" quality="high" scale="noscale" salign="l" wmode="transparent" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158300339097&amp;amp;site=widget-99.slide.com"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158300339097&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-99.slide.com/p1/504403158300339097/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158300339097&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-99.slide.com/p2/504403158300339097/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158300339097&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-99.slide.com/p4/504403158300339097/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is Ivey and her guitar teacher, Jonathan during one of her lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SO_ZRJ_rbpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/0cIuG2Y8P0Y/s1600-h/ga+national+fair+2008,+guitar+practice+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255658178928668306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SO_ZRJ_rbpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/0cIuG2Y8P0Y/s320/ga+national+fair+2008,+guitar+practice+058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4849659140167062713?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4849659140167062713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4849659140167062713' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4849659140167062713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4849659140167062713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/we-went-to-fair-this-week-with-our.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SO_ZRJ_rbpI/AAAAAAAAAaw/0cIuG2Y8P0Y/s72-c/ga+national+fair+2008,+guitar+practice+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2617603632645149293</id><published>2008-10-09T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T13:12:54.428-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Check out &lt;a href="http://www.handbagplanet.com/"&gt;handbagplanet.com&lt;/a&gt;, they are giving away a free handbag for 24hrs. in 5 days! woohoo!! who doesn't like something free?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2617603632645149293?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2617603632645149293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2617603632645149293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2617603632645149293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2617603632645149293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/check-out-handbagplanet.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6153166099957055425</id><published>2008-10-07T05:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T05:39:12.706-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A new barn for Cassie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiCPTqTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XGiYpntuL9o/s1600-h/user29801_pic11170_1212493971_thumb.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254389632486058290" style="WIDTH: 192px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px" height="133" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiCPTqTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XGiYpntuL9o/s200/user29801_pic11170_1212493971_thumb.jpg" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mom and Dad have been wanting for sometime for us to move Ivey's horse out to their farm. Right now Cassie is about 5 minutes away at a boarding farm. It has worked well for us, but it will be so nice to be out at Mom and Dad's while Ivey hangs out with her horse, rather than "the barn". We took Keith out yesterday to see the barn and the new fence that was put up on Sat. The barn is not complete, but should be before the end of Oct. woohoo!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiL4G5ZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/OHKZfUcNcUY/s1600-h/new+barn+for+cassie+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254389635073107346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiL4G5ZI/AAAAAAAAAaY/OHKZfUcNcUY/s200/new+barn+for+cassie+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I hope to post pics when it is complete and CAssie has moved in :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXigDlQLI/AAAAAAAAAao/-_bM68NpuUQ/s1600-h/new+barn+for+cassie+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254389640489943218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXigDlQLI/AAAAAAAAAao/-_bM68NpuUQ/s200/new+barn+for+cassie+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiX-CyaI/AAAAAAAAAag/kcAg0F4pCY0/s1600-h/new+barn+for+cassie+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254389638319229346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiX-CyaI/AAAAAAAAAag/kcAg0F4pCY0/s200/new+barn+for+cassie+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6153166099957055425?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6153166099957055425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6153166099957055425' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6153166099957055425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6153166099957055425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-barn-for-cassie.html' title='A new barn for Cassie'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOtXiCPTqTI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XGiYpntuL9o/s72-c/user29801_pic11170_1212493971_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3491686237239077758</id><published>2008-10-06T05:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-06T07:34:15.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesecake -yum!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOoI-Oh5YhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oa8ugTwE2ic/s1600-h/cheesecake+and+such+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254021780426285586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOoI-Oh5YhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oa8ugTwE2ic/s200/cheesecake+and+such+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday I made my first homemade, all from scratch, cheesecake. We were having a couple over for dessert and coffee, so I found a recipe from my favorite cookbook - Southern Living at home favorites. It turned out great! So, I made another one for our Missional Communities leaders meeting last night...there was none left. So, I guess I will keep this recipe and use it often. For some reason I thought cheesecake was difficult to make and so I never made one. Next time I think I will try a chocolate cheesecake...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOoGtovBLnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HmUprHSiAsA/s1600-h/67307f4347913212db947103a5f0271c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254019296379612786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOoGtovBLnI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/HmUprHSiAsA/s200/67307f4347913212db947103a5f0271c.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our MC leaders met together last night at our home and we had such a great time hanging out together. We are all so ready to begin our MC groups and the start comes next week!!! Lots of dessert, laughter and fellowship was had by all!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3491686237239077758?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3491686237239077758/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3491686237239077758' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3491686237239077758'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3491686237239077758'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/cheesecake-yum.html' title='Cheesecake -yum!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SOoI-Oh5YhI/AAAAAAAAAaI/oa8ugTwE2ic/s72-c/cheesecake+and+such+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-1141504796382707469</id><published>2008-10-02T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T05:32:58.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>First visit to physical therapy</title><content type='html'>I went yesterday to see a physical therapist about  my back. He gave me new hope and insight into more about where my pain is coming from. Yes, I have DDD (degenerative disc disease) in fact we all do, but mine is somewhat advanced for my age due to genetics. But, at some point the therapist believes I took a fall hard enough to shift things in my pelvis area. He asked me if I remember having a bad fall or accident. Well, if you know me at all, I am a major klutz and have had many falls. I don't remember one in particular. But he is the second person who has told me my pelvis/hips are uneven. So, he worked for awhile with me and gave me some things to do at home until I see him next week. He believes that just with therapy and a lifetime regimen(on my own) that I can get  80-90% better without surgery!! In fact, last night I slept with minimum pain for the first time in a long, long time! And I didn't have to take anything...no tylenol, aleve, or PM!&lt;br /&gt;BIG praise!! Plus, he told me I can still run!! He encouraged me to walk or run as long as it does not cause pain.&lt;br /&gt;So, this morning Helen and I ran and it was chilly, chilly! Fall is definitely in the air. (love it!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-1141504796382707469?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/1141504796382707469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=1141504796382707469' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1141504796382707469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/1141504796382707469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/10/first-visit-to-physical-therapy.html' title='First visit to physical therapy'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-8838397735716646992</id><published>2008-09-25T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T07:00:52.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Doctor's Verdict...my, oh my!</title><content type='html'>Well, I finally saw an orthopaedic doctor about my back. I have had back pain for years now and I finally went to see what the REAL problem is and what can be done. My pain is daily, especially after I do any housework or yardwork (which I love!) I can hardly move. There is not a day that goes by that I do not take something over the counter for the pain. My problem is genetic, of course! (I know everyone has some of this as they age, but mine is really, really bad for my age)Degenerative disc disease... my disc L5-S1 has collapsed and the space where the nerves run has collapsed some as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuVEEGU56I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7LFbiiAdwQs/s1600-h/degenerative-disc-disease_clip_image001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249953687682738082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuVEEGU56I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7LFbiiAdwQs/s200/degenerative-disc-disease_clip_image001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And for my age (39), it should not be like this! So, what do I do? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First we will try physical therapy for about 6-8 weeks and see how it works for me. But, it will not solve my problem. So, I am looking at in the near future having back surgery, specifically &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anterior lumbar interbody fusion&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;   If I wait too long my nerves will end up damaged and pinched as the space where the nerves are located continues to collapse and the prognosis will not be near as good as it would be if I went ahead and did this.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is it? Anterior Lumbar Interbody Fusion (ALIF) is a back surgery that involves approaching the spine through an incision in the abdomen. A portion of the affected disc space is removed from the spine and replaced with an implant. Titanium or stainless steel screws and rods may be inserted into the back of the spine to supplement the stability of the entire construct. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why is it done? Patients who are suffering from back and/or leg pain are potential candidates for the ALIF procedure. This pain is generally caused by natural degeneration of the disc space.&lt;br /&gt;The Operation: The ALIF back surgery is performed with the patient lying on his or her back.&lt;br /&gt;The surgeon makes an incision in the patient's abdomen to access the spine. To have a clear view of the spine, the surgeon then retracts the abdominal and vascular structures.&lt;br /&gt;Disc Removal :Once the spine is in view, the surgeon removes a portion of the degenerated disc from the affected disc space. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuV8pWlEoI/AAAAAAAAAZY/2oXbR2s7TbQ/s1600-h/images+alif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249954659755692674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuV8pWlEoI/AAAAAAAAAZY/2oXbR2s7TbQ/s200/images+alif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuV8zieRyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wCMzcHNVXBQ/s1600-h/images+alif+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249954662489933602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuV8zieRyI/AAAAAAAAAZg/wCMzcHNVXBQ/s200/images+alif+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Material Placement:  After this disc material is removed, the surgeon inserts bone graft material into the disc space—such as autograft or INFUSE® Bone Graft contained in a LT-CAGE® Lumbar Tapered Fusion Device — to restore the normal anatomic condition of the spine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the surgery, the patient will normally stay in the hospital between 2 to 5 days. The specific time of stay in the hospital will depend on the patient and the surgeon's specific post-operative treatment plan. The patient will normally be up and walking in the hospital by the end of the first day after the surgery. Your surgeon will have a specific post-operative recovery/exercise plan.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor told me that I will have a new life after surgery, that because I am otherwise healthy and a non-smoker, I should do very well! I cannot imagine such! I am willing to do anything and everything to not have this back pain!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, I go back to the doctor in November after working with a physical therapist and we will go from there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-8838397735716646992?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/8838397735716646992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=8838397735716646992' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8838397735716646992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/8838397735716646992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/doctors-verdictmy-oh-my.html' title='Doctor&apos;s Verdict...my, oh my!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SNuVEEGU56I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/7LFbiiAdwQs/s72-c/degenerative-disc-disease_clip_image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-6530206239696209565</id><published>2008-09-22T21:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-22T21:51:22.569-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;embed style="WIDTH: 400px; HEIGHT: 320px" name="flashticker" align="middle" src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/widgets/slideticker.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashvars="cy=bb&amp;amp;il=1&amp;amp;channel=504403158299744184&amp;amp;site=widget-b8.slide.com" wmode="transparent" salign="l" scale="noscale" quality="high"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;div style="WIDTH: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158299744184&amp;amp;map=1" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p1/504403158299744184/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158299744184&amp;amp;map=2" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p2/504403158299744184/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.slide.com/pivot?cy=bb&amp;amp;at=un&amp;amp;id=504403158299744184&amp;amp;map=F" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://widget-b8.slide.com/p4/504403158299744184/bb_t028_v000_s0un_f00/images/xslide42.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a great week...wonderful weather, beautiful clear water, great waves the first few days and then smooth the rest of the week! It was such a blessing to get away and be with family. God certainly blessed our time together. We did alot of laughing and playing together. The kids loved the ocean and beach this year. We didn't spend as much time at the pool as in yrs. past. So, I loved sitting in my beach chair reading a whole book!! The others played in the sand and then we all played in the ocean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-6530206239696209565?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/6530206239696209565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=6530206239696209565' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6530206239696209565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/6530206239696209565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/we-had-great-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-4165625659566667423</id><published>2008-09-20T17:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:00:11.002-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;To the right of this post you will see something new. Take a minute to visit Keisha's site. Reignbow Princess Designs... (Especially if you have girls!!! or need to buy a baby gift or girl's gift). Keisha makes bows, hair clips,bibs, burp cloths, etc. They are so cute and the price is VERY reasonable. If only she was around when Ivey was a little girl! I know you will find something you love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-4165625659566667423?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/4165625659566667423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=4165625659566667423' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4165625659566667423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/4165625659566667423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-right-of-this-post-you-will-see.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7788246066804403012</id><published>2008-09-19T21:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T21:30:09.668-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well, I know I have been slow to post, but for good reason. I banned all computer use for the week of vacation. We had a blast, returned home late tonight and so I will post pictures and details this weekend. I loved, loved the sand, water and breeze of the ocean. It was a long awaited relief! Besides a few scares and moments of craziness, it was a nice vacation. Mom forgot all of their meds, so we had them bused overnight. She was very upset that she left them. Then Dad ran a 104 temp. Sunday night, scared me to death! He ended up feeling better the next day adn had no more fever the rest of the trip. He looked cute in his long sleeves and blue jeans all week wrapped up in a blanket. He is always cold now while on chemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more later...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7788246066804403012?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7788246066804403012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7788246066804403012' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7788246066804403012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7788246066804403012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/well-i-know-i-have-been-slow-to-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-2086382528111229359</id><published>2008-09-10T09:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T09:23:47.067-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Big News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Guess who's got their first loose tooth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SMfz_f7R-MI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lZEVHYXEegE/s1600-h/miscellaneous+pics+2008+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244428563323680962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SMfz_f7R-MI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lZEVHYXEegE/s200/miscellaneous+pics+2008+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yep, it't true this time...so many times before, Elijah has told me to look at his loose tooth...only to find out it is really not. Well, to my surprise it is true this time. In fact, his new tooth has already erupted behind this one! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; boo hoo, he's growing up :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-2086382528111229359?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/2086382528111229359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=2086382528111229359' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2086382528111229359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/2086382528111229359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/big-news.html' title='Big News!'/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SMfz_f7R-MI/AAAAAAAAAX8/lZEVHYXEegE/s72-c/miscellaneous+pics+2008+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-7638680826970142819</id><published>2008-09-09T05:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T05:51:49.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>She's back!!!!!! Check her out...&lt;a href="http://jesus-freakz.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;IVEY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-7638680826970142819?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/7638680826970142819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=7638680826970142819' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7638680826970142819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/7638680826970142819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/shes-back-check-her-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3920136216451614599.post-3071707152468240932</id><published>2008-09-08T16:51:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T17:37:31.708-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Monday, Monday!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a good Monday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Hubby is on the mend. Thank you for praying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Grandmommy was here today helping keep the kids while I went with Keith to the Dr. (to drive him while he is taking pain meds)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Finished school before 3pm!! Yes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ike seems to be moving more west and not towards the beach (selfish, I know) but we REALLY want and need this vacation!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*McCain is leading in the polls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thestanfieldjourney.blogspot.com/"&gt;Stanfields&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; got good news about their baby, Kenzie not having contractions as much! Praise God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Addi is with us this week while her Mom and Dad are looking for a house in Huntsville&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*didn't have to cook dinner tonight, thank goodness for PapaJohns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Jennifer and Patrick are making plans to move from Spokane WA to Ga to help New City Church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*The Michaels family had a healthy baby boy today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3920136216451614599-3071707152468240932?l=foxyma.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/feeds/3071707152468240932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3920136216451614599&amp;postID=3071707152468240932' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3071707152468240932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3920136216451614599/posts/default/3071707152468240932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foxyma.blogspot.com/2008/09/monday-monday-its-been-good-monday.html' title=''/><author><name>Amy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17501677841698104555</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='18' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_S6pr0Cw4xNw/SXTDogsT2NI/AAAAAAAAAus/294SNgSGX68/S220/first+football+game+and+beach+pics+119.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
