<?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-9783631</id><updated>2011-04-21T22:07:57.928-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chelle's Early Mornings</title><subtitle type='html'>Early Morning Thoughts and Musings</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>148</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-4735011515757223313</id><published>2007-02-15T10:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T10:39:29.940-05:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Va.</title><summary type='text'>Here! Here! to the Falls Church News-Press for their editorial about their local church issues.  I wish the national news media would go to this paper for more background information.  If you want to leave the Episcopal Church - fine.  We hate for you to go, but that's your choice.  But don't make the rest of us leave because you don't like the way we follow Jesus.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/4735011515757223313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/4735011515757223313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2007/02/news-from-va.html' title='News from Va.'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-4113047573685409549</id><published>2007-02-13T10:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T10:39:53.392-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Power or Prayer?</title><summary type='text'>I've been following the Anglican Primates meeting in Tanzania with much interest for the last week.  I'm very puzzled by the conservatives refusal to have anything to due with Bishop Katherine from the Episcopal Church.  I don't have a problem with disagreement within the church, I think that discussion and conversation are healthy parts of the Anglican Communion.  But some of the primates seem </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/4113047573685409549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/4113047573685409549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2007/02/power-or-prayer.html' title='Power or Prayer?'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-116484596092570362</id><published>2006-11-29T19:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:19:20.926-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A school garden</title><summary type='text'>I saw this yesterday as I was walking to the gym.  It's a striking little tree.   I'm back to blogging! btw - Hey David!!!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484596092570362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484596092570362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2006/11/school-garden.html' title='A school garden'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-116484572170002946</id><published>2006-11-29T19:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:15:57.153-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting ready for ski season...  Who needs snow?</title><summary type='text'></summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484572170002946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484572170002946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2006/11/getting-ready-for-ski-season-who-needs.html' title='Getting ready for ski season...  Who needs snow?'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-116484550905191778</id><published>2006-11-29T18:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-29T19:11:49.106-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Can you say cute?</title><summary type='text'>Let's play catch up.  This happy fellow came out to play in June.  He loved having his picture taken!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484550905191778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/116484550905191778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2006/11/can-you-say-cute.html' title='Can you say cute?'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112773043048922519</id><published>2005-09-26T05:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T05:27:11.893-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I like the lines of this...  another picture by my daughterPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112773043048922519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112773043048922519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-like-lines-of-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112759099809464477</id><published>2005-09-24T14:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T14:43:18.103-05:00</updated><title type='text'>GOAL</title><summary type='text'>Soccer season has begun!  I love watching, playing and coaching soccer.  I am really good at watching the game - fair at the other two.  The kids are playing on the same team - so at least the driving is easier this year.   After years of watching the kids play "clump" soccer (where they run after the ball in big clumps) - finally we get to see some actual strategy and plays!  The team is really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112759099809464477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112759099809464477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/09/goal.html' title='GOAL'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112758999191466532</id><published>2005-09-24T14:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-24T14:26:31.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Mary Garden taken by my daughterPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112758999191466532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112758999191466532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/09/mary-garden-taken-by-my-daughterposted.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112674293759057477</id><published>2005-09-14T19:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-09-14T19:08:57.653-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We have puppies!  Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112674293759057477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112674293759057477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/09/we-have-puppies-posted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112544655245273811</id><published>2005-08-30T18:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-30T19:02:32.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>OK Go</title><summary type='text'>I have found some more fun music.  This is courtesy of All Things Considered.  The band is called OK Go.  They have some fun pop music and a really funny video called "A Million Ways".  Check it out.In local news - my kids were looking through their baby pictures yesterday and found a picture of their dad - my charming husband.  Here is the comment of the week.  "Gee Dad, you used to be really </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112544655245273811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112544655245273811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok-go.html' title='OK Go'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112410651844917557</id><published>2005-08-15T06:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T05:59:24.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Foghorn Leghorn (pre 'possum)Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112410651844917557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112410651844917557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/foghorn-leghorn-pre-possum-posted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112410609338434699</id><published>2005-08-15T06:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T06:49:25.963-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Foghorn Leghorn</title><summary type='text'>We had a scene right out of an old Warner Brothers cartoon last night. About 3 am hubby wakes up to loud squawking and barking and much goings on in the yard. He heads out with a stick and a flashlight to find 1) our largest rooster missing most of his tail feathers and looking stunned 2) our retriever mix, Jennie standing guard and looking confused 3) a large 'possum - playing possum. My husband</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112410609338434699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112410609338434699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/foghorn-leghorn.html' title='Foghorn Leghorn'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112393831727878221</id><published>2005-08-13T08:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T08:05:17.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to School</title><summary type='text'>The kids are back in school - 8th grade - big dogs in a small yard. I haven't seen them so excited to go back to school since the 1st grade. I'm loving the fact that I don't have to officially go back for another week and I've got the house to myself for a few days. Do you know that I can't remember the last time I was actually alone in my house? Ahhh, turn up the stereo and play some computer </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112393831727878221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112393831727878221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/back-to-school.html' title='Back to School'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112362411154739580</id><published>2005-08-09T16:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:49:36.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Big Cat (16 lbs) taken by my daughterPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112362411154739580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112362411154739580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/big-cat-16-lbs-taken-by-my-daughter.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112362406056340413</id><published>2005-08-09T16:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-09T16:47:40.590-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Spiderwebs in fog on Holloway Mtn.Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112362406056340413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112362406056340413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/spiderwebs-in-fog-on-holloway-mtn.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112332671860415590</id><published>2005-08-06T06:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T06:11:58.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Chickens are Vegetables</title><summary type='text'>If you are a vegetarian, as is my sister, I can assure you that chicken is a vegetable.  After living with a flock of them all summer (and enjoying them thoroughly), I am absolutely convinced of this.  I also have a flock - no wait - a garden of tomatoes; so I do know the difference.Look - 6 roosters, 2 hens.  Crowing.  6 a.m.  I don't have to work.  VEGETABLES.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112332671860415590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112332671860415590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/chickens-are-vegetables.html' title='Chickens are Vegetables'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112291195346018320</id><published>2005-08-01T10:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T10:59:13.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>From Conn. Ave. on the walk back from the zoo.  How perfect!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112291195346018320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112291195346018320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/08/from-conn.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112286083585904591</id><published>2005-07-31T20:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T20:47:15.863-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Barking Dogs</title><summary type='text'>I live in a dog neighborhood. We all have obnoxious, barking, adorable pet dogs. Lots of them. (I own 3). A guy has moved in up holler from us. A guy who is definitely not from around here. A guy who doesn't have a dog. He turned up in my driveway tonight (when my husband was at the grocery store) and told me my dogs were driving him crazy. Before I could open my mouth to apologize (my dogs do </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112286083585904591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112286083585904591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/barking-dogs.html' title='Barking Dogs'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112285554917830205</id><published>2005-07-31T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T19:19:09.196-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Subway and moon in DCPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112285554917830205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112285554917830205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/subway-and-moon-in-dcposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112273256491886282</id><published>2005-07-30T09:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T09:09:24.923-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Gator!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112273256491886282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112273256491886282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/gatorposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112273247442422841</id><published>2005-07-30T09:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T09:07:54.430-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's a hot day in DC (taken by my daughter!)Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112273247442422841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112273247442422841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/its-hot-day-in-dc-taken-by-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112255233044498826</id><published>2005-07-28T07:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T07:05:30.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Baby Elephant playing with her toys at the Natl Zoo.  She was having a really good time hooking the toys in the bars and then unhooking them.Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112255233044498826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112255233044498826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/baby-elephant-playing-with-her-toys-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112246859126658876</id><published>2005-07-27T07:49:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T07:49:51.293-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Giraffes at the zoo in DCPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112246859126658876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112246859126658876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/giraffes-at-zoo-in-dcposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112240965429691637</id><published>2005-07-26T15:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T15:27:34.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation</title><summary type='text'>As you can see from my pictures this week, I just got back from Washington, D.C. I used the excuse of the National Board for Prof. Teaching Standards Conference to go - and then invited my sister to meet me there and packed the kids in the car. We stayed with my cousin Will for the first 2 days. He has a most awesome townhome and was very gracious about letting us invade his space. The kids were </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112240965429691637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112240965429691637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112240340164265127</id><published>2005-07-26T13:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-26T13:43:23.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Air and Space MuseumPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112240340164265127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112240340164265127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/air-and-space-museumposted-by-picasa.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112230436662459980</id><published>2005-07-25T10:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:12:46.630-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Looking up at the World War II MemorialPosted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230436662459980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230436662459980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/looking-up-at-world-war-ii.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112230434171283428</id><published>2005-07-25T10:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:12:21.716-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>We toured the National Mall on the hottest day Washington's seen in 3 years.Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230434171283428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230434171283428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/we-toured-national-mall-on-hottest-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112230426346568728</id><published>2005-07-25T10:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-25T10:11:07.100-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just back from Washington, D.C.!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230426346568728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112230426346568728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/just-back-from-washington-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112177753196718369</id><published>2005-07-19T07:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-19T07:52:11.973-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and Sensibility</title><summary type='text'>I discovered Jane Austin late in life and am very fond of her books, but I have 1 very serious question... How could anyone manage with that many teenage girls in one household? Having just 1 such young woman in my home is somewhat like living with a hurricane - sometimes you're on the outer bands of the storm, sometimes you're in the calm of the eye, and sometimes you're in that northern band of</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112177753196718369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112177753196718369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/sense-and-sensibility.html' title='Sense and Sensibility'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112165214940661949</id><published>2005-07-17T20:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T21:02:29.413-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Potter Sunday</title><summary type='text'>I spent 4 hours yesterday as a visiting Wizard at our local booksellers managing an activity table for young Harry Potter fans. In exchange, I received a free copy of the newest book. I had such a great time. I did the same thing for the last release date and it was neat to see how the kids had grown from the last release (I live in a small town). The teenagers were the best - they would fly in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112165214940661949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112165214940661949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/potter-sunday.html' title='A Potter Sunday'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112138224875226207</id><published>2005-07-14T18:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T18:04:08.780-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tuesday's rainbow - I actually saw the end of it!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112138224875226207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112138224875226207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/tuesdays-rainbow-i-actually-saw-end-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112128246066674466</id><published>2005-07-13T14:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T14:22:51.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Visual Images</title><summary type='text'>I was with a really neat group of people last night and the question was asked, "What do you think God looks like?" We started with the flowing beard, old man archetype, moved on to the new age energy vibe, and laughed over a Close Encounters type bright light, flowing robes version as well. Then we discussed Hindu gods; Greek and Roman gods; and the prohibition some religions have against </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112128246066674466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112128246066674466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/visual-images.html' title='Visual Images'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112120694367889114</id><published>2005-07-12T17:22:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:22:23.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hens - I've got 9 chickens.  2 hens.  Humphf.Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112120694367889114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112120694367889114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/hens-ive-got-9-chickens.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112120462978882361</id><published>2005-07-12T16:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:43:49.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates on June</title><summary type='text'>I've had a request for an update on the camping trip. First - the batteries on my camera died as soon as I got there and I forgot to pack my backups. Second, it rained all afternoon on Saturday. It was, however, beautiful. The kids were wet in the rain and on Sunday they were wet in the swimming hole. My son was in 13 year old heaven because he was the only boy of the group. (Look at me, look at </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112120462978882361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112120462978882361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/updates-on-june.html' title='Updates on June'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112110964319977944</id><published>2005-07-11T14:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-11T14:20:43.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>These little white flowers are in bloom in the fields around the county.  I call them little daisies, but I'm sure that's not their real name.  It's raining today, so here's a sunny day picture from the weekend.Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112110964319977944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112110964319977944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/these-little-white-flowers-are-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112102746758344340</id><published>2005-07-10T15:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:31:07.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Purple Thistle in honor of the Scots!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102746758344340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102746758344340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/purple-thistle-in-honor-of-scotsposted.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112102707990517591</id><published>2005-07-10T15:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T17:24:17.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>All Things Scottish</title><summary type='text'>The Highland Games were up at Grandfather Mountain this weekend.  I don't usually go to the games, but my sister runs the Grandfather Marathon each year and I love cheering on all the runners. It was a beautiful day for a run and an even better day to be a spectator! Sister finished the race in under 4 hours. I don't thing she was happy with her time, but she finished 2nd in her age group and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102707990517591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102707990517591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/all-things-scottish.html' title='All Things Scottish'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-112102653910575823</id><published>2005-07-10T15:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-07-10T15:15:39.823-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The view over the Railroad Grade near Todd.  The old (chickens) making way for the new (Christmas Trees).  What a beautiful weekend!Posted by Picasa</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102653910575823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/112102653910575823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/07/view-over-railroad-grade-near-todd.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111989662934733586</id><published>2005-06-27T13:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T13:23:49.350-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's earthquake map.  Neat!Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111989662934733586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111989662934733586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/todays-earthquake-map.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111989637465570705</id><published>2005-06-27T13:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T13:19:34.660-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaking</title><summary type='text'>I lived in California for a couple of years and my interest in earthquakes was piqued by the experience.   I was checking out the USGS earthquake maps and noticed that we had a couple of small treblers down near Asheville this week!  The New Madrid fault line is as likely to go as the San Andreas.  I notice that Memphis has some earthquake resistant buildings listed as well.  I hope they both </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111989637465570705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111989637465570705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/shaking.html' title='Shaking'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111902190689879961</id><published>2005-06-17T10:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T10:25:06.903-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Camping</title><summary type='text'>I'm going camping this weekend.  This is a big annual trip with 4 or 5 other families down near Mount Mitchell.  I love this trip, but I hate camping.  I never camped as a child and I am convinced that the only people who enjoy sleeping outside are the ones who started young.  My kids love it.  My husband, who camped as a child, loves it.  I love hotels with jacuzzis.  I'll take some pictures and</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111902190689879961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111902190689879961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/camping.html' title='Camping'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111874682041821548</id><published>2005-06-14T06:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T06:00:20.440-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Valle Crucis Park at sunsetPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111874682041821548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111874682041821548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/valle-crucis-park-at-sunsetposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111869605400737003</id><published>2005-06-13T15:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-13T15:56:29.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>"Who're you looking at?"Yet another school project I've brought home....Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111869605400737003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111869605400737003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/whore-you-looking-at-yet-another.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111841019900137847</id><published>2005-06-10T08:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T08:29:59.000-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blog List</title><summary type='text'>I was checking out my favorite blogs this morning (see list on right) and I have to give another big shout out to Satan's Laundromat and bighappyfunhouse.  bighappyfunhouse always makes me think of my sister, who has a collection of the most interesting photos of people I don't know.  Lots of them.  And she makes me look at all of them.  And I never know anybody.  Ever.  But they're really cool </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111841019900137847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111841019900137847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/blog-list.html' title='Blog List'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111833329540206761</id><published>2005-06-09T11:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:08:15.406-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>GorillazPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111833329540206761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111833329540206761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/gorillazposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111833287068867634</id><published>2005-06-09T10:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-09T11:01:10.693-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><summary type='text'>During the school year I don't have time to keep up with the latest in music, but with the help of my 2 fabulous teenagers, I've been playing catch up.Gorillaz - catch the videos and the tunes.  A great animated (literally) bandWhite Stripes - They've been hit and miss for me so far, but it looks like working with Loretta Lynn did Jack a world of good.I'll give some book reviews later this week.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111833287068867634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111833287068867634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/music_09.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111801505678704916</id><published>2005-06-05T18:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T18:44:16.793-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Music</title><summary type='text'>My brother-in-law, other than being a most excellent uncle, is also a fine musician.  Check out his website  www.geocities.com/timmacleaninfo.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111801505678704916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111801505678704916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/music.html' title='Music'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111788767935043026</id><published>2005-06-04T07:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:23:56.230-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sorry I interrupted your dinner...  A buzzard (I think) cleaning up some road kill.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111788767935043026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111788767935043026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/sorry-i-interrupted-your-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111788698123521019</id><published>2005-06-04T07:04:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T07:09:41.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pins...</title><summary type='text'>As the rain continued to fall this week and my stress level dropped down from orbit around the earth....  I still couldn't remember.I have had the same pin number for 8 years.  That's a long time for a pin number.  And it's something I use many times each day.  But that number has vanished somewhere into the folds of my brain.  After 5 hours of moving my classroom from one building to another </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111788698123521019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111788698123521019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/06/pins.html' title='Pins...'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111757367596189577</id><published>2005-05-31T16:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T16:07:56.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>More pictures from my neighborhood.  This is Mr. Byrd's horse.  He still plows Mr. Byrd's field every spring.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111757367596189577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111757367596189577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/more-pictures-from-my-neighborhood.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111745666790846764</id><published>2005-05-30T07:37:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T07:37:47.910-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Pretty yellow flowers (buttercups?) by our shed.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111745666790846764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111745666790846764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/pretty-yellow-flowers-buttercups-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111745642655837194</id><published>2005-05-30T07:26:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T07:33:46.683-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Computer Games</title><summary type='text'>I have a confession to make. I completely and totally enjoy losing myself in the world of computer games. I have bookmarked Yahoo Games, MSN Games, Pogo and Worldwinner (I won't pay money to play so every once in a while I have to get a new log in name). I try not to indulge too often, because I could happily play games all day- clicking myself into carpal tunnel syndrome. I make this confession </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111745642655837194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111745642655837194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/computer-games.html' title='Computer Games'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111737072827454006</id><published>2005-05-29T07:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-29T07:45:28.296-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Future Blackberry JamPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111737072827454006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111737072827454006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/future-blackberry-jamposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111729422296595707</id><published>2005-05-28T10:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T10:30:22.970-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A friendly face on a rainy dayPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111729422296595707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111729422296595707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/friendly-face-on-rainy-dayposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111727514286419015</id><published>2005-05-28T04:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T05:26:37.283-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Meme</title><summary type='text'>Marie has given me a meme.  As this is my first meme please be patient with me.1) What is the total number of music files on my computer?  Not any, I only put files on to burn CDs and then I delete them.  Music files make my old bessie cough and wheeze2) What is the last cd that I bought? Jet - a great rock and roll band out of Australia. I bought it for my son, who is the bass player in a newly </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111727514286419015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111727514286419015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/meme.html' title='A Meme'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111714648979699072</id><published>2005-05-26T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-26T17:28:09.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Math Camp</title><summary type='text'>My daughter, a dedicated and hardworking student, (truly, she is) needs some help in math.  Fortunately our local university has a really awesome math camp for middle school kids who struggle and otherwise hate math.  I have decided that this evening camp is just the ticket for my math phobic child.  I had enough good sense not to ask her if she was interested - I just signed her up and presented</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111714648979699072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111714648979699072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/math-camp.html' title='Math Camp'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111706132620019733</id><published>2005-05-25T17:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:48:46.203-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Sunrise from my drivewayPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111706132620019733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111706132620019733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/sunrise-from-my-drivewayposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111706075742878657</id><published>2005-05-25T17:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-25T17:39:17.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>School Days or Daze</title><summary type='text'>School is out on Friday. That means I can attend a bunch of meetings, pack up and move my classroom, clean the remains and go to the restroom whenever I need to (without resorting to threats or promises beforehand). I find the end of the year to be bittersweet. I hate to let my students go, but I'm so tired at the end of the year I can hardly get up in the morning. I know that many people think </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111706075742878657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111706075742878657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/school-days-or-daze.html' title='School Days or Daze'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111697214353161818</id><published>2005-05-24T17:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T17:02:23.533-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's Field Day and time for.....Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111697214353161818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111697214353161818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/its-field-day-and-time-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111697170758658351</id><published>2005-05-24T16:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-24T16:55:07.610-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Tug-O-War!Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111697170758658351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111697170758658351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/tug-o-warposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111680210486455492</id><published>2005-05-22T17:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-22T17:48:24.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dance, dance, dance</title><summary type='text'>Dance week is finally over. This was my 7th season as a dance mom and I've got hell week finally figured out. The kids have rehearsals every night followed by 4 performances in quick succession. I was prepared with a stack of library books to read while waiting, confiscation of all costumes to my bedroom (somehow pieces disappear when the kids keep them), practical black shoes to wear backstage, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111680210486455492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111680210486455492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/dance-dance-dance.html' title='Dance, dance, dance'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111645009856696641</id><published>2005-05-18T16:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T16:01:38.586-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Highway 321 is being widened to a 4 lane.  To do this the highway crew is moving a mountain from one side of the road into a valley on the other side.  It's fascinating.  You can see the car mirror in the lower left corner.  I was in a Tacoma truck.  This dumptruck is HUGE.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111645009856696641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111645009856696641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/highway-321-is-being-widened-to-4-lane.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111641159453622253</id><published>2005-05-18T05:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T05:19:54.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Waiting in line at the bank.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111641159453622253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111641159453622253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/waiting-in-line-at-bank.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111594954330064805</id><published>2005-05-12T20:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:59:03.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Said the spider...Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111594954330064805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111594954330064805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/said-spider.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111594732684590294</id><published>2005-05-12T20:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T20:22:06.906-05:00</updated><title type='text'>test test this is a test</title><summary type='text'>I am so over testing children!  As a teacher I am expected to assess my students and keep a record of their progress (or lack thereof) but this craze of the last 5 years or so to test test test has gotten out of hand.  I teach kindergarteners and 1st graders.  To give them a reading assessment is like taking a college exam and giving it to each student in the class individually, out loud, and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111594732684590294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111594732684590294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/test-test-this-is-test.html' title='test test this is a test'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111568439801131520</id><published>2005-05-09T19:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:19:58.120-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Diana at Biltmore.  I think I like this because of the shadows from the gazebo.  Someday I'll visit Italy and Greece and have lots of fun photographing sculpture.  It's nice to have art that's touchable.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111568439801131520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111568439801131520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/diana-at-biltmore.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111559207141738497</id><published>2005-05-08T17:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:41:11.466-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Biltmore Daisies with an overlay.  The flower on the right was out of focus, so I played around with some overlays for a more "impressionistic" version.  Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111559207141738497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111559207141738497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/biltmore-daisies-with-overlay.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111559040280905209</id><published>2005-05-08T17:09:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-08T17:15:26.126-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Homestar Runner</title><summary type='text'>NPR featured Homestar Runner and Strong Bad on this evening's broadcast. It's an online cartoon produced in Flash. The brothers that create the cartoon were looking to do a Saturday morning show a la 1973. So get yourself a bowl of cereal, load up your Flash and head to Homestar Runner! (Of course, my cool and hip son already knew all about it... so much for being ahead of the curve.)</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111559040280905209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111559040280905209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/homestar-runner.html' title='Homestar Runner'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111546528861598964</id><published>2005-05-07T06:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-07T06:28:08.696-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Biltmore WaterspoutPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111546528861598964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111546528861598964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/biltmore-waterspoutposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111502931325738195</id><published>2005-05-02T05:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-02T05:21:53.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Azalea Garden at the Biltmore HousePosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111502931325738195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111502931325738195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/azalea-garden-at-biltmore-houseposted.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111499680117121204</id><published>2005-05-01T20:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:20:01.170-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The Biltmore House.  Beautiful even on a cloudy day with no light.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499680117121204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499680117121204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/biltmore-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111499672473595188</id><published>2005-05-01T20:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:18:44.736-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This fairly boring picture entertained me because of my taste buds.  The Biltmore Winery has a wine tasting and this weekend a a fun jazz band performing.  As you can see on the tables, everyone around us was drinking wine and being very "Biltmoreish".  I finished the wine tasting, leaned over to my sister and said "I would really like a beer."  I was definately out of place with my Kielbasa and </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499672473595188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499672473595188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/this-fairly-boring-picture-entertained.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111499647037076151</id><published>2005-05-01T20:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T20:14:30.370-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biltmore Weekend</title><summary type='text'>I had a wonderful time with my sister visiting the Biltmore House this weekend.  I took lots of pictures and I'll share them through the week.  I really needed a weekend to recharge my batteries!</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499647037076151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111499647037076151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/05/biltmore-weekend.html' title='Biltmore Weekend'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111485969451866413</id><published>2005-04-30T06:10:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-30T06:14:54.520-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Biltmore Bound</title><summary type='text'>After a rather stressful week at work that has resulted in a new job title for next year; I'm going to the Biltmore House for the weekend. My sister and I are going to take our cameras and take lots of pictures for 2 whole husband and child free days. I can't wait. New pictures tomorrow night!BTW- I'm now going to be the curriculum coach for my school. I'm not sure exactly how that will pan out, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111485969451866413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111485969451866413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/biltmore-bound.html' title='Biltmore Bound'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111478972804183216</id><published>2005-04-29T10:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-29T10:48:48.040-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My cloggers!  They are so awesome! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111478972804183216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111478972804183216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/my-cloggers-they-are-so-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111455885639384132</id><published>2005-04-26T18:40:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-26T18:40:56.393-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hwy 321 is going to be a 4 lane road in 3 1/2 years.  I sat in traffic while they cleaned up the results of today's blasting and saw this Mountain Laurel - straight up!  This rock will be gone when they're done.  They don't leave mountains this close to the road anymore.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111455885639384132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111455885639384132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/hwy-321-is-going-to-be-4-lane-road-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111443649987673274</id><published>2005-04-25T08:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:41:39.876-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This was at the bottom of Clark's Creek on Saturday morning. We had fog in the valley and clear skies up top.  I couldn't bring myself to take any snow pictures on Sunday.  Come on Spring! </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111443649987673274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111443649987673274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-was-at-bottom-of-clarks-creek-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111443637286961231</id><published>2005-04-25T08:39:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-25T08:39:32.870-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Grandfather Mountain on Saturday morning early from Clark's Creek </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111443637286961231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111443637286961231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/grandfather-mountain-on-saturday.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111434277400394837</id><published>2005-04-24T06:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-24T06:39:34.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bumper Stickers</title><summary type='text'>I've had a really fun weekend. I took lots of pictures yesterday between the two storms. The thunderstorms washed all the pollen out of the air and the sky was crystal clear. I'll post some tomorrow.My cloggers performed yesterday! I coach our school clogging team which consists of 25 3rd, 4th and 5th graders from my school. Most of them have never danced before and they were so excited! It makes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111434277400394837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111434277400394837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/bumper-stickers.html' title='Bumper Stickers'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111378394324831442</id><published>2005-04-17T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T19:25:43.250-05:00</updated><title type='text'>A Butterfly</title><summary type='text'>I have a newly emerged butterfly living in my house. My daughter has emerged from her black hoody clad chrysalis and suddenly I have an amazing, beautiful butterfly slowly trying her wings. It was surprisingly sudden! On Monday morning my child emerged from her bedroom with a skirt, a pink shirt, toe rings, coiffed hair and makeup. I almost didn't recognize her! She has worn a consistent uniform </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111378394324831442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111378394324831442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/butterfly.html' title='A Butterfly'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111331449737954003</id><published>2005-04-12T08:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T09:01:37.380-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thirteen</title><summary type='text'>One of my good friends is a middle school teacher, and she warned me about 7th graders; "aliens".  She has promised me that 8th grade will usher in the return of my lovely children - I'm counting the days.  My kids alternate between being really awesome, interesting people to NOT.  Report cards came home yesterday.  ARRRGHHH.  I'm certainly seeing the consequences of not turning in work - I wish </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111331449737954003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111331449737954003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/thirteen.html' title='Thirteen'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111306194260255123</id><published>2005-04-09T10:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T10:52:22.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is my neighbor's dog, Dora, keeping a watch out over the road.  I kept waiting for her to just cross her legs and dangle her paws.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111306194260255123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111306194260255123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/this-is-my-neighbors-dog-dora-keeping.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111286870947409542</id><published>2005-04-07T05:11:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T05:11:49.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The long road home (son's photo)Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111286870947409542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111286870947409542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/long-road-home-sons-photoposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111266015861483176</id><published>2005-04-04T19:15:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:15:58.616-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The sky was PURPLE this morningPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266015861483176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266015861483176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/sky-was-purple-this-morningposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111266011475250759</id><published>2005-04-04T19:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:15:14.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Nice framing-- done by my sonPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266011475250759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266011475250759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/nice-framing-done-by-my-sonposted-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111266005081144013</id><published>2005-04-04T19:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:14:10.810-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I liked the angle, but I had to tweak the color.Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266005081144013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111266005081144013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/i-liked-angle-but-i-had-to-tweak-color.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111265968850896355</id><published>2005-04-04T19:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T19:08:08.510-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Thinking Camera</title><summary type='text'>I have never had a digital camera before. I asked for a basic camera for Christmas and received this wonderful Canon PowerShot A400 with a (slight) zoom lens. It is loads of fun but I can't seem to turn off its brain! I learned to take pictures with an OLD camera - it would make suggestions but it was up to me to use a flash, adjust the speed, or change the F-stop. This little baby is a much </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111265968850896355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111265968850896355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/thinking-camera.html' title='The Thinking Camera'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111254976263860847</id><published>2005-04-03T12:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T12:36:02.636-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The beauty of snow in April is that it will be gone by the afternoon...Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111254976263860847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111254976263860847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/beauty-of-snow-in-april-is-that-it.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111254969155622244</id><published>2005-04-03T12:34:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T12:34:51.556-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>April SnowPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111254969155622244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111254969155622244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/april-snowposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111247305390850013</id><published>2005-04-02T15:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T12:37:35.253-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Forty-two</title><summary type='text'>The answer is 42! If you know the question, you know, the question...and you're not afraid of mice; then this website is for you. 42</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111247305390850013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111247305390850013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/04/forty-two.html' title='Forty-two'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111218737290005833</id><published>2005-03-30T07:56:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-30T07:56:12.900-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>A Frog's Eye ViewPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111218737290005833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111218737290005833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/frogs-eye-viewposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111194319000430109</id><published>2005-03-27T12:06:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:06:30.003-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Hunting for Easter EggsPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111194319000430109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111194319000430109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/hunting-for-easter-eggsposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111194304741129107</id><published>2005-03-27T11:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-27T12:04:07.416-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunt</title><summary type='text'>Today was an extra early morning since we had our Sunday Easter service at 6 a.m.  Trying to get 2 teens out of the house by 5:15 was interesting to say the least.The older kids hide the Easter Eggs for the younger ones after Easter Breakfast at our church.  The little ones were so ready to go hunting!  After a long church service and then a breakfast in their finest Sunday clothes, you could </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111194304741129107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111194304741129107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/hunt.html' title='The Hunt'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111189098774808285</id><published>2005-03-26T21:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T21:36:27.750-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Prayers Like Shoes</title><summary type='text'>I heard this awesome poem on NPR Monday morning.  Give it a listen!  Prayers Like Shoes</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111189098774808285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111189098774808285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/prayers-like-shoes.html' title='Prayers Like Shoes'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111183924530291874</id><published>2005-03-26T07:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:14:05.303-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's foggy in my backyard.  Posted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111183924530291874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111183924530291874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-foggy-in-my-backyard.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111183913344459510</id><published>2005-03-26T07:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-26T07:12:13.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've been tired, Mom!</title><summary type='text'>Sorry for the lack of communication this week.  I've been tired!  We had 2 back to back weekends of dance competions.  I really enjoyed myself but it was tiring and I didn't even dance!  My kinders and 1st graders were also very excited this week - what with the Easter Bunny coming and bringing the teacher a week off from school...  (Teachers are more excited about holidays than kids!)I'm looking</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111183913344459510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111183913344459510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/ive-been-tired-mom.html' title='I&apos;ve been tired, Mom!'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111101648213764534</id><published>2005-03-16T18:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T18:41:22.136-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Greenville, SC FallsPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101648213764534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101648213764534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/greenville-sc-fallsposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111101635178495152</id><published>2005-03-16T18:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T18:39:59.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Dancin!</title><summary type='text'>I am finally getting the hang of parenting at a dance convention. I take a good book.I love dancing. I love to watch dancing, I love to go dancing and I am well aware that I am not a dancer. My children are good dancers. My son is a very good dancer. They do not want me to dance. I am not allowed to even bob my head to the beat. The dance convention my son attended this weekend offered me a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101635178495152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101635178495152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/dancin.html' title='Dancin!'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111101564942322870</id><published>2005-03-16T18:27:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-16T18:27:29.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Christ Church CathedralPosted by Hello</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101564942322870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111101564942322870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/christ-church-cathedralposted-by-hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9783631.post-111081269218631140</id><published>2005-03-14T10:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-03-14T10:04:52.186-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pants 2</title><summary type='text'>Guess who asked to keep the pants? I didn't laugh, didn't shout, just promised myself a new pair.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111081269218631140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9783631/posts/default/111081269218631140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellesearlymornings.blogspot.com/2005/03/pants-2.html' title='Pants 2'/><author><name>Chelle</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12161022273173052785</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
