<?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-8020682377118106294</id><updated>2012-01-28T01:08:56.926-07:00</updated><category term='childhood memories'/><category term='pictures'/><category term='dad'/><category term='Easter Egg Hunt'/><category term='babies'/><category term='smart cars'/><category term='death'/><category term='zombies'/><category term='Dogs'/><category term='Pigs'/><category term='Memories'/><category term='wounds'/><category term='crazy'/><category term='photos'/><category term='creativity'/><category term='down time'/><category term='sleep walking'/><category term='Joy'/><category term='Cheerios'/><category term='sleep talking'/><category term='trees'/><category term='rut'/><category term='colorful'/><category term='family'/><category term='gas'/><category term='Scottie Pippen'/><category term='mom'/><category term='hotel bliss'/><category term='blogs'/><category term='Dylan'/><category term='boytoys'/><category term='Kids'/><category term='halloween'/><category term='Rockstar'/><category term='breakfast'/><category term='sickness'/><category term='October'/><category term='brother'/><category term='Egg Sandwich'/><category term='goals'/><category term='boyfriends'/><category term='happy'/><category term='memory'/><category term='Eggs'/><category term='toys'/><category term='Cadbury'/><category term='imitations'/><category term='Rolos'/><category term='wolfman jack'/><category term='Spooky'/><category term='laughter'/><category term='parents'/><category term='wikipedia'/><category term='Friday Nights'/><category term='Jackie'/><category term='home decor'/><category term='roommates'/><category term='K'/><category term='Easter'/><category term='blogging'/><title type='text'>.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8366035701433564511</id><published>2012-01-28T00:48:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T01:08:56.939-07:00</updated><title type='text'>KALEIDOSCOPE - Not Just For Kids</title><content type='html'>Ririe-Woodbury is and incredible dance company with incredible talent and am so inspired each and every time I have gone to one of their productions yet it's been so long since I have been able to go.  Lately my innards have been needing new inspiration so when I saw the opportunity to enter to win Tickets to this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ririewoodbury.com/performances/kaleidoscope"&gt;http://bit.ly/kaleidoscoperw&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was more than thrilled.  Read the description of this production from their site:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Peq4ZwvqVd8/TyOsYrzWyLI/AAAAAAAAAyI/J5LDA72U3Uo/s1600/Kaleidoscope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 255px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Peq4ZwvqVd8/TyOsYrzWyLI/AAAAAAAAAyI/J5LDA72U3Uo/s400/Kaleidoscope.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702591093256145074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Giant elastic bands that define space like a huge cat’s cradle give form to the exciting work “&lt;strong&gt;Tensile Involvement&lt;/strong&gt;.”  “&lt;strong&gt;Noumenon&lt;/strong&gt;”  fascinates us with dancers moving in strict unison, creating dynamic  forms while completely enshrouded in silver bags.  Garish clowns,  frolicking in a black light filled arcade, set the stage to entertain us  in excerpts from “&lt;strong&gt;Gallery&lt;/strong&gt;” (Premiere).  “&lt;strong&gt;Kaleidoscope&lt;/strong&gt;”  brings strange-footed dancers balancing on discs, men hanging  precariously out in space, and a pair of dancers on a journey while  balancing a long pole between their feet.  “&lt;strong&gt;Clothes&lt;/strong&gt;,” a  statement on fashion, features outlandish costumes which are changed on  a whim by the characters on stage.  This exciting collection of  Nikolais’ works is presented here for the child in all of us!&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gah!  I want, no NEED to go to this!  Keep your fingers crossed for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;http://bit.ly/kaleidoscoperw&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8366035701433564511?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8366035701433564511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8366035701433564511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8366035701433564511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8366035701433564511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2012/01/kaleidoscope-not-just-for-kids.html' title='KALEIDOSCOPE - Not Just For Kids'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Peq4ZwvqVd8/TyOsYrzWyLI/AAAAAAAAAyI/J5LDA72U3Uo/s72-c/Kaleidoscope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-2543765073318774224</id><published>2012-01-25T06:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T06:12:02.059-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ALTITUDE: 2, CHELLOR: 0</title><content type='html'>    When you have a master cook like Pops at home (he doesn't like me to use the term "chef" when describing him) like I do, why would I make him suffer with my amateur at best cooking? Needless to say it's rare to find me in the kitchen making more than an egg sandwich or creepys (crepes.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   However, when a friend posted a picture of the most beautiful chocolate chip cookies on Instagram over the weekend I found myself, 20 mins later, in the checkout line with 2 bags of chocolate chip cookies! Ok as well as a basket full of other ransoms groceries, but that's only because I turn 5 years old upon stepping into the grocery store and I "NEEEEED" everything. Pops loves this about me *sarcasm* and loves even more when I try to sneak things in the cart... I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Long story short, after rushing home, chocolate chips in tow, and carefully following the instructions on the bag, I ended up with flat cookies. As well as slightly over-cooked cookies, but we're gonna blame that one on the stove mmmm'k? Damn you, high altitude! You've done it to me again with your cookie flattening skills! Ok, no biggie, we will just add more flour like my sis taught me to do years ago (and turn the oven heat down a bit.) Batch 2: still flat, but slightly better! Ok, now we're getting somewhere. More flour. Batch 3: Oh my word, Fluffy cookies! Yay! I anxiously wait for them to cool scoop them onto the plate and take a bite of a lovely fluffy cookie..... Blerg! Now they taste funny! Not so funny you can't eat them, but definitely not that perfect fluffy to gooey goodness ratio I demand in my cookies! *sigh* Oh Well. Pops and I enjoy the cookies best we can, I bag up the leftovers to take with me as a afternoon pick up snack at work the next day, and call it a night. *double sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   The next day, cookie bag in tow, I have a cooking queen co-worker try batch 1 vs. batch 2. She confirmed my thoughts from the previous night. Batch 1 had the gooey good quality while batch 2 had the fluffy quality, but tasted slightly off. She recommended a few things to try, I tried to pay attention to a subject I like only to reap the benefits from- cooking, logged the most simple of the suggestions and resolved to try again when the string of my prior days efforts had wore off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I decided to try my hand at said cookies again. Remember, how I said I bought 2 bags of choc.chips? Usually that's simply because I tend to eat too many of them while making the batter and never end up with enough for baking, but luckily enough I somehow manager restraint and the seal on back 2 was never broken! Work ended and I had a splitting headache. Migraine are very common for me and this one was getting there quick. After coming home and trying to comfort my aching head for a couple hours I decided Pops shouldn't have to suffer with downer Chellor anymore and the cookies would definitely make my throbbing go away. I went into mechanical mode and started following choc.chip cookie recipe again. Since my brain wasn't thinking clearly, I managed to turn the oven heat down, but I did the exact same thing I had a few days prior in making the recipe! Gah! Flat cookies again! *see pictures below* At this point I throw in the towel for the night. I've had it! This is why I don't go in the kitchen! If a simple recipe leads me astray and doesn't work the first time I get bored and frustrated all at once. But this time I had resolved to actually try, try again only to fub it up again! Granted my brain wasn't fully functioning, but c'mon, Chellor! It had been just a few days!  At least they weren't burnt due to the lower oven temp, I guess. I put the rest of the batter in the fridge and called it quits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   I may tackle this high altitude cookie baking again in the near... or not so near future, but for now I'm just fine eating my paper flat gooey cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You win these rounds, High Altitude.&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6tkkG7bS12s/Tx__mcY60uI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IRhg8dzQj4/s640/blogger-image--1257615854.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6tkkG7bS12s/Tx__mcY60uI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IRhg8dzQj4/s640/blogger-image--1257615854.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator"style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h6p-1FXMOm8/Tx__mqSmECI/AAAAAAAAAxs/aWIM-sP0HLg/s640/blogger-image-747424707.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-h6p-1FXMOm8/Tx__mqSmECI/AAAAAAAAAxs/aWIM-sP0HLg/s640/blogger-image-747424707.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-2543765073318774224?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2543765073318774224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=2543765073318774224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2543765073318774224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2543765073318774224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2012/01/altitude-2-chellor-0.html' title='ALTITUDE: 2, CHELLOR: 0'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-6tkkG7bS12s/Tx__mcY60uI/AAAAAAAAAxk/4IRhg8dzQj4/s72-c/blogger-image--1257615854.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-2921340826212931991</id><published>2012-01-22T12:15:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T13:51:31.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Memories'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Egg Sandwich'/><title type='text'>EGG SANDWICH PERFECTION</title><content type='html'>The egg sandwich is my fav breakfast. It may not be the most delicious, but when everything is factored, The Egg Sandwich is #1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Today I am going to, step by step, tell you how to make THE perfect egg sandwich! But first, a little history ad understanding of my love for this morning delight. It could get long so feel free to just skip down to said instructions if you so desire to skip my trip down memory lane. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Most of the love stems from my mother. See my dad was always the main cook in my household, but when I was in high school and going a million miles an hour at all times, some mornings my mom would make me an egg sandwich, wrap it up in tin foil to keep it warm and put it in my hand as I was rushing out the door. The thing I remember most dearly about this though was how before she would make one she would come into knock on my door or catch me in the hallway as I was rushing to get ready for the day and match my movement speed with her talking speed and quickly ask with anticipation, "Can I make you an egg sandwich to go?!" I think she got so much joy from this because she was a corporate business women from the time I entered pre-school and didn't get many opportunities to do quote, un-quote "motherly" things for me. (did I need to use the quotes since I said quote, unquote...?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Anyway, I quickly found myself making my own egg sandwiches from time to time when she went to work  early. I could never get them to taste quite as good as hers, but I still loved the act of eating that egg sand wrapped in tinfoil as I *sped to school or early morning dance or wherever I was headed.&lt;br /&gt;*let it be known to all that I do not condone eating egg sandwiches while driving, not do I condone speeding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Even after high school if there were a few months I was back at home mom would sometimes ask me if she could make me an egg sandwich with that same anticipation. This even happened at times just before K &amp;amp; I got married. I was living in my grandparents basement in Orem and because my parents live clear down in Salem, but work in Provo/Orem they would often sleep at the G-parents too. I think as I get older she finds more and more joy making these sandwiches for me. (Don't tell her, but I love it too and not just because they're so delicious!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Enough reminiscing, let's get to the food directions! This is not my mother's instructions. These come from years of becoming more and more obsessed, nay enthusiastic about egg sands. Also this isn't necessarily a recipe, but more so directions on construction of said egg sandwich. I'll include the recipe steps and how I cook my eggs, but the construction is what I want you to focus on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here weeeee go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;First the correct ingredients and kitchen essentials&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-00O1J8FixP4/TxxgZGejTaI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WUysp_qlfR4/s640/blogger-image--1990797494.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-00O1J8FixP4/TxxgZGejTaI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WUysp_qlfR4/s640/blogger-image--1990797494.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Small pan&lt;br /&gt;  Small amount of eggs, small pan. It just works best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Toaster on low/med&lt;br /&gt;   Toasters are all do very different. Basically you want your bread just slightly browned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 2-3 Eggs -&lt;br /&gt;  2 for just the sandwich, 3 if you want extra eggs on the side. I'm not too picky on eggs, but I like to use large eggs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Cracked Pepper -&lt;br /&gt;   To taste. I like just a few twists of the pepper cracker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 1 of 3 seasonings: Italian seasoning, Seasoning Salt, OR garlic salt  -&lt;br /&gt;  Both are also to taste, however, do NOT use all 3 or even 2 of the three. Only ONE! It throws off the entire taste. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 1 TBSP Water&lt;br /&gt;   This is one I haven't played with. My mom did it so I do it. End of story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Mild cheddar (not pictured) -&lt;br /&gt;   this is the one ingredient I don't always use simply because sometimes I'm not in the mood for cheese. Also I like grated, but I'm sure sliced would do the cheese job required when using it... You'll get what I mean by that soon enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• 12 grain Wheat Bread -&lt;br /&gt;  I am slightly picky on the bread I use. It has to have the perfect strength to hold the egg&amp;amp;cheese after being toasted and buttered. Then it has to have the right texture to provide the perfect crunch in contrast to the smooth egg. Yes, I'm serious! There are a few brands I've found to work nicely and the Country Oven pictures is one of them. (Plus Smiths has this bread on sale often which is of course awesome!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Brummell &amp;amp; Brown butter -&lt;br /&gt;   Again, I'm very specific about my butter. The taste of this yogurt whipped butter makes a huge difference!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Paper towel -&lt;br /&gt;   The bread MUST be toasted flat and crumbs on the counter drive me mad no matter how easy they are to clean up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Plate -&lt;br /&gt;  It may seem obvious, but the plate plays an all important roll of catching egg that may fall from the sandwich so you can still eat them. It also catches said pesky bread crumbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, let's get to making and constructing this sucker!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Heat pan just below Med&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Oil or spray pan when heated up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Eggs, water, pepper, &amp;amp; seasoning go in a cup and get whipped&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Pour egg mixture in heated, oiled pan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;•Get bread, butter, &amp;amp; knife ready. Yes, this is a very important part or I wouldn't be saying it. Ever tried to butter cooled down bread? It would RUIN this sandwich. The two slices ready the toaster, butter lid off and a long scoop of Brummell &amp;amp; Brown already on the knife. Just do it, ok?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• By this time the eggs are starting to get hard enough on the bottom to flip over or scramble. I like a mixture of scrambled then ending them solid so they sit together in the sandwich without continuously falling out and having to reconstruct the sandwich as I'm eating it. To get this perfection I slightly chop them into strips when they are still a bit soggy on top but done on bottom, then flip the whole over in one quick motion. Because the sogginess that was on top is now on bottom, they finish as a solid egg scramble. Get it? I don't blame you if you don't. It's really difficult for me to try to explain without pics... Hmmm, maybe a perfect solid egg scramble tutorial is in order. Later! We have a sandwich to construct here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;•Here is where you add cheese if desired. I sprinkle enough on top of the eggs to mostly cover them but so you can still see egg. At this point your eggs are almost done and essentially just cooking through and melting cheese head (I call the cheese on top cheese head. "Cheesy bum" to come)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xkDFldOrSP4/TxxgZUSvBwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/PmLGvmH0gUc/s640/blogger-image-815255133.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-xkDFldOrSP4/TxxgZUSvBwI/AAAAAAAAAvw/PmLGvmH0gUc/s640/blogger-image-815255133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Solid Scramble with Cheese Head&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Now the bread is a GO! for toasting then buttering! Push that little toaster button down with vigor make sure your napkin, butter and buttered knife is ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• If you're using cheese get that ready too. Cheese bum is coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• AS SOON as the bread pops up in the toaster have buttered knife in hand, take only ONE piece, bread slice 1, out of the toaster, lay that sucker on the paper towel and butter her up!&lt;br /&gt;(THIS WILL BE THE PIECE YOU PUT ON TOP OF THE EGG)&lt;br /&gt;When you are spreading anything on bread I am a firm believer in covering every inch of that flat surface. I am also a firm believer that you don't need more than just enough to cover the bread. So as soon as you cover the surface of the first piece of bread run the knife back across top of the bread to wipe off excess butter. This should only take you 3-5 seconds and should be done in no more than 5 knife strokes. Don't roll your eyes at me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Bread slice 2 then is taken out of the toaster and is buttered the same way as bread slice 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Bread slice 2 is put on the plate then sprinkle a little cheese all over the bread equally. Don't miss the edges. This is cheesy bum ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Eggs should be completely done and not too hard at all at this point. If you used 2 eggs you can simple scoop the entire cooked solid egg scramble up an slide it off spatula onto cheese bottom of bread slice 2.&lt;br /&gt; If you used 3 eggs cut solid scramble with spatula in the shape of your bread slice and repeat the motion of sliding that section of cheese head egg on cheesy bum. (Eat excess egg scramble at will.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Lay bread slice 1 on top of solid egg scramble aka cheese head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Now because the butter has melted in both bread slices, but bread slice 2 has had solid egg scramble moisture softening the it slightly I like to flip my entire completed egg sandwich over so now cheese head is on bottom and cheesy bum is on top! I do this even if I didn't use cheese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for you to devour your PERFECT egg sandwich! And if you made it to the end of this amazingly descriptive post, you deserve a reward. Oooh, oooh, I know! Come to my house and I will make you the PERFECT EGG SANDWICH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Hummer sitting right in my line of vision acting as if he's been starved so I'll share&lt;br /&gt;Silly HumBum. Perfection is for Chellors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;   &lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dd-HhXfTlxI/TxxgZuRg7xI/AAAAAAAAAv4/TMui-ft83qo/s640/blogger-image--1683111838.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img src="https://lh3.googleusercontent.com/-dd-HhXfTlxI/TxxgZuRg7xI/AAAAAAAAAv4/TMui-ft83qo/s640/blogger-image--1683111838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-2921340826212931991?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2921340826212931991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=2921340826212931991' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2921340826212931991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2921340826212931991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2012/01/egg-sandwich-perfection.html' title='EGG SANDWICH PERFECTION'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-00O1J8FixP4/TxxgZGejTaI/AAAAAAAAAvo/WUysp_qlfR4/s72-c/blogger-image--1990797494.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5133938809472256030</id><published>2012-01-21T06:10:00.011-07:00</published><updated>2012-01-21T07:30:48.018-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='goals'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='memory'/><title type='text'>What's that you say?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I have the memory of.... well I guess I don't know exactly, but I would say somewhere between a pregnant woman and a fish.  (NO, I'm not pregnant!)  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just start this over.  I have a horrible memory. Period.  My close friends and family know this about me and hopefully they don't get too annoyed with me for it.  As I ascend to the latter part of my 20's I'm finally realizing it's not a just a phase that I struggle to remember things and am gracefully coming to terms with it.  I'm also less apologetic of it because I really do try so hard to not forget things by making lists, setting reminders, writing notes... constant notes, and taking photos.  Well the photo part is what brings me to this sweet little post that you are graced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take a lot of photos.  A LOT.  Not like a professional photographer a lot, but a "I need to document every living second so I don't forget" a lot. I'm not going to try to compete that I take more or less than anyone, (3,000 since August '11) ha!, but my dear Pops (that's my hubby, not my dad- get it straight) reminds me oh so often how many photos I take and that to him it's not normal that I rarely do anything with said photos, but download them to the computer every few months. Well, I also do not care to justify any of my photos or the way I do or do not use them.  They are for me.  I rarely ask people to pose for photos or even to "SMILE!" because like I said, I am, more often than not, just clicking that little button to capture and remember the moment as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Avr06M-_M/TxrJaBi6j7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/jyT5zmw-e-U/s1600/Dad.Hummer"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Avr06M-_M/TxrJaBi6j7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/jyT5zmw-e-U/s400/Dad.Hummer" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5700089727319445426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;This is an all time fav, photo and is so dear to my heart. &lt;br /&gt;There are many things I will ALWAYS remember from this one photo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;1) At this moment I was showing my mom how cool iPhones are and the Instagram app and she was paying attention.&lt;br /&gt;(my mom is a very excited person and her mind jumps from one thing to another very quickly) :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2) My parents came over to our new pad in SLC to celebrate my BDAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;3) We were still trying to figure out seating when company comes over as seen by the bistro chair from our patio. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;4) Hummer has loved my dad from the moment they met and loves to cuddle up next to him whenever they are relaxing together. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;5) The way my dad sits with his arms folded in thought while he watches TV or is listening to someone talk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I am not a photographer nor do I or have I ever termed myself as that. Most of my photos are taken with my iPhone because let's face it,  iPhones and the camera apps you can download on them are bitchen and produce rad  photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have been thinking that I would like to display my photos more.  Not for anyone, but for myself and my memories.  If you follow Pop's and I's blog you will have read that I am going to start blogging more to also remember the doings of the life I/WE live.  Well photos will very much be a part of this.  There may be a random photo plugged into an even more random blog just because it is, there may be a blog about photos only, there my be a blog with ONLY photos.   I may or may not explain the photo or the blog post.  Remember this is for me people!  Well a little for you too or I wouldn't be putting this on the blogispher, but you get my point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5133938809472256030?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5133938809472256030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5133938809472256030' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5133938809472256030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5133938809472256030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2012/01/whats-that-you-say.html' title='What&apos;s that you say?'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o4Avr06M-_M/TxrJaBi6j7I/AAAAAAAAAvA/jyT5zmw-e-U/s72-c/Dad.Hummer' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-508107969397774458</id><published>2010-12-31T09:08:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T09:11:54.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Double Hair Knot</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While looking for hair styles for the wedding day I came upon this new trend for Spring 2011 and I am in love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fashionising.com/trends/b--Double-hair-knot-5227.html"&gt;Double Hair Knot found here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TR4AuHamdZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/HB5HZWlwOoM/s1600/double%2Bhair%2Bknot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TR4AuHamdZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/HB5HZWlwOoM/s400/double%2Bhair%2Bknot.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556879782486373778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anything that takes only minutes to do and not much effort at all has my name on it.  You'll be seeing me doing this often this year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-508107969397774458?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/508107969397774458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=508107969397774458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/508107969397774458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/508107969397774458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/12/double-hair-knot.html' title='Double Hair Knot'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TR4AuHamdZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/HB5HZWlwOoM/s72-c/double%2Bhair%2Bknot.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-4582485798619771477</id><published>2010-10-06T22:00:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T22:04:12.432-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness + Sisters = Fitsters!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;My sis n I have started a little &lt;a href="http://fitsters.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;where we can challenge ourselves and others to live more of a healthy life day to day and create better habits.  Please hop on over if you get a chance and comment, get into the challenges, or just blog stalk if you'd like :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://fitsters.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://fitsters.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-4582485798619771477?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4582485798619771477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=4582485798619771477' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4582485798619771477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4582485798619771477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/10/fitness-sisters-fitsters.html' title='Fitness + Sisters = Fitsters!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-358527322336552246</id><published>2010-08-16T21:10:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2010-08-20T07:10:10.801-06:00</updated><title type='text'>In Loving Memory...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;JEFFERY HASARA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TGn2yvm3zKI/AAAAAAAAArM/xATEFf5iySE/s1600/JEFF.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TGn2yvm3zKI/AAAAAAAAArM/xATEFf5iySE/s400/JEFF.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506203371070540962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;NOVEMBER 24, 1993 - AUGUST 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6, 2010&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;   &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I had a really hard time trying to figure  out exactly what to say about one of the most amazing people I've ever  had the opportunity to know and I think my sister, &lt;a href="http://gregandjesswilson.blogspot.com/2010/07/in-loving-memory-of-jeffery-hasara.html"&gt;Jess said it all here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-358527322336552246?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/358527322336552246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=358527322336552246' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/358527322336552246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/358527322336552246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/08/in-loving-memory.html' title='In Loving Memory...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TGn2yvm3zKI/AAAAAAAAArM/xATEFf5iySE/s72-c/JEFF.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6976212014471225090</id><published>2010-06-30T07:45:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T07:51:16.873-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Guatemala *Teaser*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;There aren't words to describe my opportunity to go to Guatemala.  Even though I'm still recovering from a nasty "bug" (maybe a real bug, Heidi) it was hands down the most amazing traveling opportunity I have ever had and it changed my life.  I can't wait to *try* to tell you all about it. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TCtLo51RLyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p_mphezEnGg/s1600/Reesa+Guatemala+6.29.10+638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TCtLo51RLyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p_mphezEnGg/s400/Reesa+Guatemala+6.29.10+638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488563736972177186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6976212014471225090?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6976212014471225090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6976212014471225090' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6976212014471225090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6976212014471225090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/06/guatemala-teaser.html' title='Guatemala *Teaser*'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TCtLo51RLyI/AAAAAAAAAqg/p_mphezEnGg/s72-c/Reesa+Guatemala+6.29.10+638.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6184793133988382082</id><published>2010-05-23T23:59:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2010-05-24T00:48:12.822-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy Busy Busy</title><content type='html'>Last weekend consisted of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oYN5hJC0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/MhnsjtWBhKo/s1600/5.22.2010+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oYN5hJC0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/MhnsjtWBhKo/s320/5.22.2010+007.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474714924079450946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oaXFU4NnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ODRwlPY6q-c/s1600/Crying+Tri+Numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ofzmSOBjI/AAAAAAAAApg/6eRk1j-bgf0/s1600/5.22.2010+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ofzmSOBjI/AAAAAAAAApg/6eRk1j-bgf0/s320/5.22.2010+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474723268333012530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ofn1kiMsI/AAAAAAAAApY/05HG0MbbWvk/s1600/5.22.2010+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ofn1kiMsI/AAAAAAAAApY/05HG0MbbWvk/s320/5.22.2010+015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474723066277933762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this weekend consisted of this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oaXFU4NnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ODRwlPY6q-c/s1600/Crying+Tri+Numbers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 238px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oaXFU4NnI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ODRwlPY6q-c/s320/Crying+Tri+Numbers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474717280891319922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ogMZgKzVI/AAAAAAAAApo/verxU10x2bI/s1600/5.22.2010+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ogMZgKzVI/AAAAAAAAApo/verxU10x2bI/s320/5.22.2010+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474723694398590290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ogh_tshMI/AAAAAAAAApw/NrBC__9KvjA/s1600/5.22.2010+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_ogh_tshMI/AAAAAAAAApw/NrBC__9KvjA/s320/5.22.2010+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474724065433126082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_obwT2xC_I/AAAAAAAAAog/pgN1qWwe__s/s1600/5.22.2010+052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_obwT2xC_I/AAAAAAAAAog/pgN1qWwe__s/s320/5.22.2010+052.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474718813799910386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that we could arrive here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oebnua-eI/AAAAAAAAApA/W-K-BBlrxaY/s1600/Huntington+Beach+Pier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oebnua-eI/AAAAAAAAApA/W-K-BBlrxaY/s320/Huntington+Beach+Pier.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474721756891249122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6184793133988382082?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6184793133988382082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6184793133988382082' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6184793133988382082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6184793133988382082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/05/busy-busy-busy.html' title='Busy Busy Busy'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S_oYN5hJC0I/AAAAAAAAAoI/MhnsjtWBhKo/s72-c/5.22.2010+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-689723769230624767</id><published>2010-02-28T09:33:00.006-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T09:56:16.070-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jackie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>3 Generations of  HOTNESS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S4qbRSyYgyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UNKlFzXcRnI/s1600-h/The+Girls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S4qbRSyYgyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UNKlFzXcRnI/s400/The+Girls.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443333821033906978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Picture by my talented photog brother, Aaron&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Left to right: Laura, Christi, Great G-ma Jackie, G-ma Vicki, Kathy, Mom Kimba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While going back looking at pictures on my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eouio/"&gt;brother's flickr site&lt;/a&gt; I came across this one from this Summer's family photo shoot while my Great G-ma Jackie was in town from Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These ladies are H.O.T. don't cha think?!  This was a rare opportunity being that Jackie hasn't been to Utah in over 30 years, Kathy lives in Texas, and Christi lives in Cali so I'm so happy that Aaron captured this on digital film!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love all of these ladies so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Side Note: Jackie deserves a post of her own being one of the funniest spitfire ladies I know.  For example here are a few things Jackie has been known to say in total honesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not how you feel, it's how you look sweetheart!"&lt;br /&gt;"Someone had to teach them how to dance so of course I stepped in showed them a thing or two."&lt;br /&gt;"It's all about the hair!" ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-689723769230624767?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/689723769230624767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=689723769230624767' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/689723769230624767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/689723769230624767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/02/3-generations-of-hotness.html' title='3 Generations of  HOTNESS'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S4qbRSyYgyI/AAAAAAAAAm0/UNKlFzXcRnI/s72-c/The+Girls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1457073184679135848</id><published>2010-02-17T20:16:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:41:47.541-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='gas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cheerios'/><title type='text'>Goodbye Cheerios: You Give Me GAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S3y27KbnF4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/v16FbW8NZvY/s1600-h/WW2+GAS+MASK.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S3y27KbnF4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/v16FbW8NZvY/s200/WW2+GAS+MASK.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439423577485416322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Remember how I talked about the convenience of Cheerios only days ago?  That was also I realized the silent, unscented, gas I was having was due to my increased heart health and fiber intake from the little O's.  Due to this and the constant pressure in my belly I decided to take a break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we reunited and man oh man those innocent looking golden O's are tearing me up inside worse than before!  To save Pop's nose and to save my tummy from the goblins that seem to be playing rugby in there I'm taking an indefinite break.  You served me well for a while, but&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOODBYE CHEERIOS: YOU GIVE ME GAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1457073184679135848?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1457073184679135848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1457073184679135848' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1457073184679135848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1457073184679135848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/02/goodbye-cheerios-you-give-me-gas.html' title='Goodbye Cheerios: You Give Me GAS'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S3y27KbnF4I/AAAAAAAAAmk/v16FbW8NZvY/s72-c/WW2+GAS+MASK.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3966581742611344602</id><published>2010-02-06T23:22:00.004-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T00:33:36.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Heart Healthy Cheerios</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S25diPlPUrI/AAAAAAAAAko/kykgXZsvJfg/s1600-h/cheerios-773906.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S25diPlPUrI/AAAAAAAAAko/kykgXZsvJfg/s400/cheerios-773906.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435384643162428082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'm not usually one that is able to eat the same thing for much longer than a week, but I sure have been on a Cheerio kick lately.  I have been eating a bowl of Cheerios for breakfast everyday for about the last 2 months now.  It's not even that I think they are the best cereal in the world.  I think it's possible that I simply like the simplicity of them.  With Cheerios I can make breakfast in about 20 seconds, carry the bowl around with me while I get ready for the next 15 minutes taking bites here and there, feel satisfied not stuffed and be on my merry way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cheerios, here's to you making my heart healthy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3966581742611344602?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3966581742611344602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3966581742611344602' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3966581742611344602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3966581742611344602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/02/heart-healthy-cheerios.html' title='Heart Healthy Cheerios'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S25diPlPUrI/AAAAAAAAAko/kykgXZsvJfg/s72-c/cheerios-773906.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-746354895629240</id><published>2010-02-05T22:08:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2010-02-05T22:09:40.721-07:00</updated><title type='text'>That's Right</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S2z5iqsWTsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/5-kDCtvEOic/s1600-h/1.19.09+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S2z5iqsWTsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/5-kDCtvEOic/s400/1.19.09+075.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434993224300515010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-746354895629240?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/746354895629240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=746354895629240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/746354895629240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/746354895629240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2010/02/thats-right.html' title='That&apos;s Right'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/S2z5iqsWTsI/AAAAAAAAAkg/5-kDCtvEOic/s72-c/1.19.09+075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1734499204910556</id><published>2009-08-23T10:36:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T10:41:05.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And The Plants Said, "Ahhhh..."</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SpFw_TwPbcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wzxzaeF3Qqg/s1600-h/And+the+Plants+Said+Ahhhh+August+23,+2009+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SpFw_TwPbcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wzxzaeF3Qqg/s400/And+the+Plants+Said+Ahhhh+August+23,+2009+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373200063366393282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh how I love the Rain!  I woke up knowing there would be a chance of rain today and sitting browsing inspiring blogs at K's just now I realized there was that sweet pitter of rain falling outside!  That means today is going to be a good day. ;)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SpFwcinoUJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Wa86G2mRilk/s1600-h/And+the+Plants+Said+Ahhhh+August+23,+2009+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SpFwcinoUJI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/Wa86G2mRilk/s400/And+the+Plants+Said+Ahhhh+August+23,+2009+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373199466061385874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1734499204910556?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1734499204910556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1734499204910556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1734499204910556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1734499204910556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/08/and-plants-said-ahhhh.html' title='And The Plants Said, &quot;Ahhhh...&quot;'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SpFw_TwPbcI/AAAAAAAAAjY/wzxzaeF3Qqg/s72-c/And+the+Plants+Said+Ahhhh+August+23,+2009+008.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-4813653521531267244</id><published>2009-08-13T19:17:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T19:24:01.131-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I love these two</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SoS8SZdD6_I/AAAAAAAAAjE/qNNWJ-ZqBfI/s1600-h/Salem+Days+August+8,+2009+058.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SoS8SZdD6_I/AAAAAAAAAjE/qNNWJ-ZqBfI/s400/Salem+Days+August+8,+2009+058.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369623679988919282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Salem Days watching Mommy run the Salem 5k Fun Run.  Not sure if the little one was fully awake yet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-4813653521531267244?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4813653521531267244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=4813653521531267244' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4813653521531267244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4813653521531267244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-love-these-two.html' title='I love these two'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SoS8SZdD6_I/AAAAAAAAAjE/qNNWJ-ZqBfI/s72-c/Salem+Days+August+8,+2009+058.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-417754344769428651</id><published>2009-07-19T21:17:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T21:26:47.347-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Missing Seattle Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376715329474306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPiONt9DwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nzt29REbrWA/s400/4.16.09+001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377066544738706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPiiqGMsZI/AAAAAAAAAic/I-qDQfQaMXM/s400/4.16.09+330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360376925956956050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPiaeXdX5I/AAAAAAAAAiU/OQFRNXV2VTY/s400/4.16.09+318.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377445253170098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPi4s5Uw7I/AAAAAAAAAis/r8QTd6P10IU/s400/4.16.09+342.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377299308021138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPiwNNShZI/AAAAAAAAAik/qk5z8yZbMpM/s400/4.16.09+341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360377546339233106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPi-leHrVI/AAAAAAAAAi0/Igqms0-0LmQ/s400/4.16.09+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-417754344769428651?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/417754344769428651/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=417754344769428651' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/417754344769428651'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/417754344769428651'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-missing-seattle-today.html' title='I&apos;m Missing Seattle Today'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SmPiONt9DwI/AAAAAAAAAiM/nzt29REbrWA/s72-c/4.16.09+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3578627901710228361</id><published>2009-07-02T23:47:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:06:53.925-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Deadly Dylan With a Hose... But SOOO Cute (for Jess)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2dtOr7MuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ov4KxfHDQPw/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+074.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2dtOr7MuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ov4KxfHDQPw/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+074.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354108932375392994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's so cute, right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2ccauZnII/AAAAAAAAAhc/5dpaqkyS_0A/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2ccauZnII/AAAAAAAAAhc/5dpaqkyS_0A/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+073.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354107544037596290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2dC00mXgI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MFnhyegPRj8/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2dC00mXgI/AAAAAAAAAhk/MFnhyegPRj8/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+072.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354108203877948930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stinkin' love this kid!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2exUv4ALI/AAAAAAAAAh0/F4XfcDBC-qY/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2exUv4ALI/AAAAAAAAAh0/F4XfcDBC-qY/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110102233678002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2fQERdeyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4fB6qwZQI3U/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2fQERdeyI/AAAAAAAAAh8/4fB6qwZQI3U/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354110630387088162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2fyLd45GI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SLmzwuhG2xo/s1600-h/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2fyLd45GI/AAAAAAAAAiE/SLmzwuhG2xo/s400/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354111216433816674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3578627901710228361?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3578627901710228361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3578627901710228361' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3578627901710228361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3578627901710228361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/07/deadly-dylan-with-hose-but-sooo-cute.html' title='Deadly Dylan With a Hose... But SOOO Cute (for Jess)'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sk2dtOr7MuI/AAAAAAAAAhs/ov4KxfHDQPw/s72-c/Janna-Called+to+Serve+7.2.09+074.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5999369568549215947</id><published>2009-06-06T10:11:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:26:02.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have the Best Crazy Nephews!</title><content type='html'>My mom was watching my sis' boys one day and was being her usual self making silly faces at Adam.  Well after a minute he made silly faces right back at her!  And if you know Adam, you know he'll do anything to get you to laugh at him so as soon as he realized we were laughing at his silly faces he just kept doing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry it's so shaky.  I was just laughing to darn hard to keep the camera still!&lt;br /&gt;He starts making his faces around the 20 second mark in the video ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This video was taken in December 08 so he was 9 months old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-a44c01f4bbdad905" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" 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src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-952827868464362890</id><published>2009-05-25T21:29:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:29:43.102-06:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Testing the text to blog thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-952827868464362890?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/952827868464362890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=952827868464362890' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/952827868464362890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/952827868464362890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/05/testing-text-to-blog-thing.html' title=''/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-4658664584882557939</id><published>2009-04-26T07:52:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T09:55:02.955-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='roommates'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep walking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sleep talking'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boyfriends'/><title type='text'>Sometimes I Wake up and I'm not in My Bed...</title><content type='html'>My sleeping patterns have been a little off the past month or so. Usually when I don't get enough sleep I do strange things...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a month ago Miss Millie, the dog, woke up and needed to go to the bathroom. I remember getting out of bed and opening up the back door for her to go out, after that I'm not quite sure what happened. All I know is that I woke up the next morning in my roommate's bed. She wasn't home that night thank heavens! ...imagine if she was... weird.&lt;br /&gt;Poor Ash though. (other roommate) She woke up in the middle of the night to get some allergy medicine, saw my bedroom door open, went to check on me and Millie and we were gone! She freaked out looking all over for us. I wouldn't be surprised if she walked the streets looking for us... she's like that. After searching everywhere she finally got the crazy idea to open up Lacy's door and found me and Miss Millie sleeping restfully! :) At least I shut the door???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but just wait! The sleeping tales of what I've put people through get better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple days later, after going to a long movie (that I fell asleep in! I never fall asleep at the theatres!) with my other roomie Lacy, we came home and I was fussy. Too tired to change, but too tired to do anything useful. Millie was playing with her toy under the coffee table so I layed down next to it to play with her. Next thing you know Lacy walks into the room to see the coffee table had swallowd me and I lay half under the coffe table half out. I woke up next to a dog toy and a pair of shoes and was convinced my roommated were playing some cruel joke on me in the middle of the night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next week:&lt;br /&gt;Waking up in the middle of the night to let Millie out again, Ash is in the kitchen getting a drink (embarrassed that she is in her sleeping long johns), I walk by and say this,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mumble mumble mumble... "MaRIO cart PLAYathon..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;(capital letter indicate emphasis on that part of word and my influx in pronunciation)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ash then watches me go to the back door, open it for millie to go out, then go into the bathroom.&lt;br /&gt;I wake up only remembering opening the back door... not even waking up and getting out of my bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lacy, Alex, and I are watching TV late one night. I go into my room to fiddly with my new phone while laying on my bed. Next thing they know I'm just jabbering away! Not really making any sense or pronouncing words enough for them to know what my dreams are making me talk about, but loud enough they can hear me over the surround sound of the movie. Later they are in a different room in the house and Alex hears me again. He assumes I MUST be on the phone or something to be talking as much as I am.. NOPE! I'm fast asleep telling all the night creatures that i'm sure live in my room the wonders of my extravigant dreams without even knowing it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go to Seattle last week for a nice weekend with Ash and her family. She's a light sleeper and somehow thinks it's a good idea for us to sleep in the same room... sure enough I keep her up with my ramblings of nothingness, just senseless sounds from my mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get to see my boy toy late one evening this past week. We are watching TV with his hand outstretched across my stomach and me resting my hand in his. (awww, how cute!) After a series of violent twitching one of them woke me up and, without being able to control it, my body twitches again. I mumble something about how crazy that was that "I totally was awake and knew I was twitching and couldn't control it!" K laughs at his crazy girlfriend and I quickly fall back asleep. A couple minutes later the mumbles start escaping my lips!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;mumble mumble, "I thought you had shampoo in your hand!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K laughs at me and I ask him, "What?"&lt;br /&gt;"You just said 'I thought you had shampoo in your hand.'" He explains&lt;br /&gt;"Well I did think you had shampoo in your hand!" I tell him as if it's supposed to make sense of the entire situation.&lt;br /&gt;I only remember the part about the twitching. :T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-4658664584882557939?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4658664584882557939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=4658664584882557939' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4658664584882557939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4658664584882557939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/04/sometimes-i-wake-up-and-im-not-in-my.html' title='Sometimes I Wake up and I&apos;m not in My Bed...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5907074239974683772</id><published>2009-04-09T09:00:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-04-09T09:13:28.897-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='crazy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='breakfast'/><title type='text'>And it's only 9am</title><content type='html'>It's already been an interesting morning...  as I stood in the kitchen trying to make breakfast I thought about, as I do about 14 times a day, how I really need to just sit down and bust out all these blog posts I've been storing in my head!  And as I thought about all this I tried to remember them all... but they weren't coming to me!  Eek!  I thought if I could just start thinking about other things to blog they would finally come to me... nothing.  All I could think about was silly titles based on the breakfast I was making.  Here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"2 apples minus the peels"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Staring at the toaster with butter knife in hand forgetting to put bread in it"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"My socks don't match"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh boy I can't wait to go to Seattle again next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I sure am glad I wore something with a hood"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate when I run out of zip lock bags!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I cut an apple with a butcher knife today"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes all this is really how making my breakfast went for me today.  I love crazy busy work weeks and what they do to my mind!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5907074239974683772?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5907074239974683772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5907074239974683772' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5907074239974683772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5907074239974683772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/04/and-its-only-9am.html' title='And it&apos;s only 9am'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1091536856211471424</id><published>2009-03-14T02:26:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T03:28:29.249-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Two for the Road...</title><content type='html'>Bad News: Halloween isn't for another 7 months!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good News: There have been two Friday the 13th's within the last two months :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312971973219082450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 213px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sbt33D1UYNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qj3HWqMMhSM/s320/Happy_Friday_the_13th_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;That helps hold a girl over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1091536856211471424?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1091536856211471424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1091536856211471424' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1091536856211471424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1091536856211471424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/03/two-for-road.html' title='Two for the Road...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sbt33D1UYNI/AAAAAAAAAe8/qj3HWqMMhSM/s72-c/Happy_Friday_the_13th_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-4439165890137883398</id><published>2009-03-03T23:57:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:19:30.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love You Scottie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tonight I love the dog that became a part of our family 16 years ago and, even though he is now gone, will stay in my heart forever. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I love you &lt;a href="http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/scottie-pippen-in-house-whoop-whoop.html"&gt;Scottie&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sa4pD0nYRZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/o8LDgEXMprE/s1600-h/Scottie+n+Ball.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309226156356552082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sa4pD0nYRZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/o8LDgEXMprE/s320/Scottie+n+Ball.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-4439165890137883398?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4439165890137883398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=4439165890137883398' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4439165890137883398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4439165890137883398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/03/love-you-scottie.html' title='Love You Scottie'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/Sa4pD0nYRZI/AAAAAAAAAeM/o8LDgEXMprE/s72-c/Scottie+n+Ball.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-4791326878832926719</id><published>2009-03-01T11:15:00.016-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-01T12:53:34.812-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wounds'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='death'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='trees'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='toys'/><title type='text'>I Almost Died Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Imagine being in a tree... losing your grip... and falling... backwards. Good thing I knew there was a giant limb there so I didn't die. Bad thing that there was another giant limb by my leg that tried to amputate me and leave me legless from the knee down!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who don't have the time or desire (or are just too lazy) to read all the details of how I almost died... &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;.  For those of you that do, I've included my full account of the event below. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let me start from the beginning:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday Lacy, Ashley and I were in our backyard talking about all the great things we were going to do with the yard to make it the coolest summer BBQ hang out place every!  Right before we headed inside Ashley spied with her little eye Millie's toy rope up in the tree... high up in the tree!   This is one of Millie's favorite toys ever so naturally I had to go get it!  You have to understand that by no means did I think I would be risking my life in doing so.  It's such a knotty tree (oh you naughty tree... no, not like that) that it's quite easy to climb.  So I thought, "Piece of Cake!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarSlpOwMLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MqjqLv2jc1Q/s1600-h/Woah+I%27m+in+a+Tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarSlpOwMLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MqjqLv2jc1Q/s320/Woah+I%27m+in+a+Tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308286654974275762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I know it doesn't look that high cause you can't see the ground but I'm higher than the fence and only half way up to where i was going!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, why was the rope up in the tree in the first place?  Well that's because Miss Millie climbs trees.  Yep, that's what i said.  If she can and there's a reason like birds, cats, or toys up there she'll climb right on up there and hang out.  Have I told you about how she chews gum and licks the air?  No?  Well that's another story entirely.  Back to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I'm climbing up this tree Millie is either worried about me being up there, or wondering why I'm up where she should be.  Either way she's curious enough that she feels the need to come up there with me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarVAql40mI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NGd5cOlPVG4/s1600-h/Climbing+a+Tree+with+Millie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarVAql40mI/AAAAAAAAAdc/NGd5cOlPVG4/s320/Climbing+a+Tree+with+Millie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308289318219469410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See that jagged fence by the tree?  Well images of Millie falling on the fence start running through my head so naturally I must make room for her to safely climb up and climb back down.  As I'm adjusting myself up there my one foot that all my weight is on slips, I loose all balance and fall backward!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well from the view of my two roomies that are down safely on the ground, Lacy who is taking pictures of this event and Ashley who is waiting for me to fall at any moment, they can't see that giant limb to the left so they think I am falling backward to my death! (read caption below pic)  Or at least to the breaking of bones and possible paralysis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarVLSsn3YI/AAAAAAAAAds/IGio9a3Xudw/s1600-h/Be+careful+Miss+Millie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarVLSsn3YI/AAAAAAAAAds/IGio9a3Xudw/s320/Be+careful+Miss+Millie.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308289500783828354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;See the space where there's blue sky to the left of me.  That's where I was standing when I slipped so you can see how it would look like I was falling to my death!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;And for me I knew that giant branch was there so instead of making my situation worse by frantically trying to grab for any branch I can find I figure my butt is pretty cushioned so I'll just take the bruise and fall back to a sitting position.  To me it felt silly and like it probably looked dumb me just falling back to sit on my bumb *plunk* without using my hands so I start laughing and look at L and A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The looks on their face is sheer terror with Lacy's eye bug eye popped out and Ashleys hands out as though she thinks she might be able to catch me, here eyes buggy too, and her mouth wide open.  This all happens in a matter of 5 seconds or so.  They both ask if I'm ok and I realize my leg is stinging, look down, and see a 6 inch cut.  Looks like just a scrape.  "I'm fine, but my butt is going to have a huge bruise and look, I got cut!"  Ashley goes white.  Ok ash, I'll put my pants down so you can't see the little cut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I successfully get the rope down and Millie is happy as can be!  Lets look at that cut and get a picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarS-iLPMPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sXMwkZkr8O0/s1600-h/I%27m+bloody+in+a+Tree.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarS-iLPMPI/AAAAAAAAAc8/sXMwkZkr8O0/s320/I%27m+bloody+in+a+Tree.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308287082577211634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It's hard to see how much it's started bleeding with all those shadows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh I guess it's a little deeper than I though... it's bleeding.  Ash, stop looking at it, you're going to pass out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; We got our laughter/terror out, took all our pictures, I put my pant leg down again so Ash would stop looking at it, Lacy went inside as I climbed down the tree.  Ashley was still a little freaked out and convinced that I was going to die climbing out of the tree too so she stayed to watch.  Again the tree had tons of knots and that fence is so close it was really easy climbing down just like climbing up.... but of course before I was about to make my final leap to the ground, with my one hand on the fence for balance, my foot slipped again and I fell out of the tree!  With my hand being on the fence though I just skidded in the mud as I did a full 180, but stayed on my feet for the dismount. :)  Yeah, I even put my arms up like in gymnastics after they dismount.  Ashley's gasp must have been so loud because Lacy came running out of the house probably expecting to find my dead corps on the ground!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  After all the excitement we went inside to clean up the wound.  I pull my pant leg up once again to reveal the full extent of my wounds:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarTGWTmEyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5nUT7_sudaQ/s1600-h/I%27m+Blooooody.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarTGWTmEyI/AAAAAAAAAdE/5nUT7_sudaQ/s320/I%27m+Blooooody.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308287216829993762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    There is something wrong with Ash because she knows this stuff doesn't sit well with her yet she's so curious that she has to look!  And you can litterally watch the blood drain from her face and her whole body goes white.  Then after a few seconds of looking away you can see the color slowly return to her face.  Crazy Ash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  Lacy was kind enough to pour alcohol or peroxide on my wound to kill anything that might cause infection and get me everything needed to dress my wound:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarTL3DpSlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/4o35_6lsthg/s1600-h/Nurses+Station.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarTL3DpSlI/AAAAAAAAAdM/4o35_6lsthg/s320/Nurses+Station.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308287311520811602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Nurses Station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I'm no pro, but I think I did a pretty good bandaging job!  Kendall keeps laughing at it though. :T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarWQ3Tc6II/AAAAAAAAAd0/WbBvCse0RnM/s1600-h/All+bandaged+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarWQ3Tc6II/AAAAAAAAAd0/WbBvCse0RnM/s320/All+bandaged+up.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308290696021338242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next time I climb a tree I'll make sure I'm not wearing slippers.  Oh I didn't mention I was wearing slippers... uh yeah....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarWQ3Tc6II/AAAAAAAAAd0/WbBvCse0RnM/s1600-h/All+bandaged+up.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-4791326878832926719?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/4791326878832926719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=4791326878832926719' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4791326878832926719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/4791326878832926719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-almost-died-yesterday.html' title='I Almost Died Yesterday'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SarSlpOwMLI/AAAAAAAAAc0/MqjqLv2jc1Q/s72-c/Woah+I%27m+in+a+Tree.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-7159448038982633135</id><published>2009-02-20T19:53:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T19:56:10.874-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='smart cars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='laughter'/><title type='text'>Silly Smart Car</title><content type='html'>I have a slight obsession with Smart Car sightings and both Heidi and K can attest to my uncontrollable giggling each and every time I see one.  Really I can't control it.  I usually laugh even seeing pictures of them.  SOooo you can imagine my burst out when my dear friend Heidi text me this picture:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SZ9tJJSEGLI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6N3ewef7LAo/s1600-h/Silly+smart+car.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SZ9tJJSEGLI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6N3ewef7LAo/s400/Silly+smart+car.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305078889943668914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Silly Smart Car... It thinks it's a bike!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-7159448038982633135?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7159448038982633135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=7159448038982633135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7159448038982633135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7159448038982633135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/02/silly-smart-car.html' title='Silly Smart Car'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SZ9tJJSEGLI/AAAAAAAAAbs/6N3ewef7LAo/s72-c/Silly+smart+car.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3980738010067245430</id><published>2009-02-02T19:54:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2009-02-05T09:00:14.874-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Iowa is just cold, but filled with cute kids and their all from my brother's fam!</title><content type='html'>Despite the bitter weather we're having a blast with the nephews we rarely get to play with... and keep from going to bed while thier parents slowly go insane! I was the rowdy one tonight keeping them from a peaceful scripture study.  I'm not sorry. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SYsMxWLTMMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Xozs1CmytQ0/s1600-h/Iowa+is+freezing.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SYsMxWLTMMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Xozs1CmytQ0/s320/Iowa+is+freezing.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299343428437618882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I'll be posting some pictures tonight on K and I's &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/"&gt;blog &lt;/a&gt;of our adventures so far.  (You'll notice they're almost all inside!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3980738010067245430?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3980738010067245430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3980738010067245430' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3980738010067245430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3980738010067245430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/02/iowa-is-just-cold-but-filled-with-cute.html' title='Iowa is just cold, but filled with cute kids and their all from my brother&apos;s fam!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SYsMxWLTMMI/AAAAAAAAAbk/Xozs1CmytQ0/s72-c/Iowa+is+freezing.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-2882066394224760859</id><published>2009-01-23T23:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-25T01:00:27.258-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rolos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Friday Nights'/><title type='text'>Hmmm... What's wrong with this picture?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXq8GgARAcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FF4sBA3KFRw/s1600-h/Rolos.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294751131783725506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXq8GgARAcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FF4sBA3KFRw/s400/Rolos.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was one of those things times where you walk past something, realize something was off about what you just saw, stop, and back up to stare at it for a couple minutes before chuckling and taking a picture with your phone.  Happy Friday Night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. No K, I did NOT buy and eat them! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-2882066394224760859?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2882066394224760859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=2882066394224760859' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2882066394224760859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2882066394224760859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/01/hmmm-whats-wrong-with-this-picture.html' title='Hmmm... What&apos;s wrong with this picture?'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXq8GgARAcI/AAAAAAAAAaM/FF4sBA3KFRw/s72-c/Rolos.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-579782548321286377</id><published>2009-01-22T00:47:00.010-07:00</published><updated>2009-01-22T01:48:34.594-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wikipedia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='imitations'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wolfman jack'/><title type='text'>I'm not sure what you're talking about, but that sounds funny and like something I might blog about!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Is what I told my dad when he text me at 8am yesterday and told me it was&lt;br /&gt;"National Wolfman Jack Imitator Day!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXgvBD_5DlI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XfPA8jODEbg/s1600-h/WolfmanJack.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 287px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXgvBD_5DlI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XfPA8jODEbg/s400/WolfmanJack.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5294033057273679442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Robert Weston Smith 1938-1995&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; Who the heck is Wolfman Jack? Robert Weston Smith to be exact!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robert "was a gravelly-voiced, American disc jockey who became world famous in the 1960s and 1970s under the stage name of &lt;b&gt;Wolfman Jack&lt;/b&gt;."  (God bless Wikipedia!) :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad, knowing this doesn't necessarily make you old, but I hope you realize this does means that next time I see you I'll be asking you for your best imitation!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-579782548321286377?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/579782548321286377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=579782548321286377' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/579782548321286377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/579782548321286377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2009/01/im-not-sure-what-youre-talking-about.html' title='I&apos;m not sure what you&apos;re talking about, but that sounds funny and like something I might blog about!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SXgvBD_5DlI/AAAAAAAAAZw/XfPA8jODEbg/s72-c/WolfmanJack.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3819970636080863645</id><published>2008-12-31T08:35:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-31T08:38:33.947-07:00</updated><title type='text'>How Do You Spend Your Tuesdsay Nights?</title><content type='html'>This is how I spend mine:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating Pocky Sticks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SVuRlhU7kSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ks5IDHRbpxk/s1600-h/Pocky+sticks.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SVuRlhU7kSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ks5IDHRbpxk/s320/Pocky+sticks.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285978661436756258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While reading a Comic Book&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SVuRqhx-MQI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZrrvdMRYyzQ/s1600-h/watchmen.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SVuRqhx-MQI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/ZrrvdMRYyzQ/s320/watchmen.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285978747457908994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Thanks Ash! ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3819970636080863645?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3819970636080863645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3819970636080863645' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3819970636080863645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3819970636080863645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/how-do-you-spend-your-tuesdsay-nights.html' title='How Do You Spend Your Tuesdsay Nights?'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SVuRlhU7kSI/AAAAAAAAAZI/ks5IDHRbpxk/s72-c/Pocky+sticks.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6170963695023595514</id><published>2008-12-25T12:33:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:35:08.878-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>And yes, I mean to say Merry Christmas and not happy holidays. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6170963695023595514?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6170963695023595514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6170963695023595514' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6170963695023595514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6170963695023595514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-2486053180985334102</id><published>2008-12-03T22:52:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T23:16:53.788-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='parents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mom'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dad'/><title type='text'>Welcome to the Blogging community, Jimba</title><content type='html'>I would like everyone to give my parents a big blogging welcome like I know you all know how! They finally join us here in the cyber world at &lt;a href="http://jimba2.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://jimba2.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; and I want them to feel as welcome as you all helped me to feel when I joined this world so long ago...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*starring into space with a slight smile and twinkle in my eye thinking of sweet memories of asking you all to help name my first piggy bank*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I'm back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"So where does this funny name "'Jimba'" come from" you ask? Well my father's name is Jimmie and my mother's name is Kimba. No, she's not from africa. Put the two together and you have &lt;a href="http://jimba2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jimba&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love you Mom and Dad and I'm so excited to watch you on you Blogging journey!&lt;br /&gt;(why do I feel like I'm watching my little kid go off to school?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-2486053180985334102?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2486053180985334102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=2486053180985334102' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2486053180985334102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2486053180985334102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-blogging-community-jimba.html' title='Welcome to the Blogging community, Jimba'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-387224193889223001</id><published>2008-11-23T11:06:00.005-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:17:03.267-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I have so much room I could DANCE!</title><content type='html'>I'm not at liberty to disclose who is in this video, but she has allowed me to give you the story of how it came to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She went to her normal hotel that she always goes to, but for some reason instead of the standard small room with the queen bed she normally get's they gave her a quite large room with a King bed, microwave, fridge, couch, 3 nightstands, 2 desks, 2 computer chairs, and blah blah blah.  Anyway, she quickly text her friend/coworker who was also staying in a hotel that night and said "I have so much room I could Dance in here!!!"  That friend/coworker texted her back and said, "If you do, you must take video of it!!!"  And here is what quickly ensued:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-c044ff71a316c9ab" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc044ff71a316c9ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330130571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C1D58E0E2368C55EB4A9409879EDCA89218866D.D03E0363CB2F42A816CA6296DFDC5DB10A58634%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc044ff71a316c9ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYuZ1zUtb8xclj7migLDpuDr8za0&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v16.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Dc044ff71a316c9ab%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330130571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4C1D58E0E2368C55EB4A9409879EDCA89218866D.D03E0363CB2F42A816CA6296DFDC5DB10A58634%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Dc044ff71a316c9ab%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DYuZ1zUtb8xclj7migLDpuDr8za0&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-599e1be95a564fac" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D599e1be95a564fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330130571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3846BCACFFE3690541CB5D55503A6B76918E2124.3C954051D777E5FE12E78ED0994BFB35EE1FADA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D599e1be95a564fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9_oNp7IPA6ak2weAX0oFdTVVL8&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v15.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D599e1be95a564fac%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330130571%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D3846BCACFFE3690541CB5D55503A6B76918E2124.3C954051D777E5FE12E78ED0994BFB35EE1FADA4%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D599e1be95a564fac%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dc9_oNp7IPA6ak2weAX0oFdTVVL8&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the funniest part, in my opinion, is that right after that bed jumping spectacle, she got a call on her hotel phone from the front desk.  Just to set the scene right she was on the 2nd floor.  The conversation went something like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: ? Hello?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Desk: Hello ma'am.  Is everything all right up there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: Yes, why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Desk: Well we had some guests comment that there was quite some noise coming from your room so I just wanted to check and make sure you are ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: ...uh, weird, I'm the only one in this room.  I'm just fine.  Thank you for checking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Front Desk: No problem, ma'am.  Sorry to bother you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her: *click, giggle giggle giggle*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-387224193889223001?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=c044ff71a316c9ab&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/387224193889223001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=387224193889223001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/387224193889223001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/387224193889223001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-have-so-much-room-i-could-dance.html' title='I have so much room I could DANCE!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1020216924730890586</id><published>2008-11-18T23:12:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:16:32.369-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='down time'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hotel bliss'/><title type='text'>Hotel Bliss:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SSOu1413ibI/AAAAAAAAAXg/5RFG-1EQNQ0/s1600-h/hotel+bliss.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270248229768235442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SSOu1413ibI/AAAAAAAAAXg/5RFG-1EQNQ0/s400/hotel+bliss.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When staying in a hotel room alone there is nothing better than my laptop, good books (we won't discuss what the one hiding is), fruit leathers to snack on (what? you've never tried them?! oh you must!,) and the new shoes I just bought... in two colors. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1020216924730890586?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1020216924730890586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1020216924730890586' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1020216924730890586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1020216924730890586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/11/hotel-bliss.html' title='Hotel Bliss:'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SSOu1413ibI/AAAAAAAAAXg/5RFG-1EQNQ0/s72-c/hotel+bliss.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1013357225532066297</id><published>2008-11-06T00:00:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T00:03:51.672-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Darn you Taco Bell...</title><content type='html'>... and your oh-so-good unhealthy food, not to mention the recently discovered Frutista Freeze.... mmm.  Even though you only put one napkin  and about 45 packets of mild sauce in my bag I still love you.  I will try to wait another few months to visit you.  DARN YOU TACO BELL!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1013357225532066297?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1013357225532066297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1013357225532066297' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1013357225532066297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1013357225532066297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/11/darn-you-taco-bell.html' title='Darn you Taco Bell...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3634885486586074515</id><published>2008-11-01T09:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:50:41.762-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Baby</title><content type='html'>It breaks my heart to hear any baby cry, but sometimes the cutest pictures are when babies are crying.  Thanks Aaron, for snapping this at just the right time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SQx6usIGJJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/irAOqf0RrHs/s1600-h/cryin+adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SQx6usIGJJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/irAOqf0RrHs/s400/cryin+adam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263717007026955410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SQx5IWWy__I/AAAAAAAAAXQ/h9pL0wL8P30/s1600-h/cryin+adam.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3634885486586074515?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3634885486586074515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3634885486586074515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3634885486586074515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3634885486586074515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/11/poor-baby.html' title='Poor Baby'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SQx6usIGJJI/AAAAAAAAAXY/irAOqf0RrHs/s72-c/cryin+adam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8428483463136711786</id><published>2008-10-22T09:37:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T10:40:54.047-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just A Ten Foot Tall Van</title><content type='html'>Don't be worried if you saw me driving this around Utah County on Monday: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9WtJqHoRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oGjsuXd9mqU/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9WtJqHoRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oGjsuXd9mqU/s320/Halloween10.5.08+090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260018223478710546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It was just me working.&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9XICBodCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oberOAFhP2Y/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9XICBodCI/AAAAAAAAAPs/oberOAFhP2Y/s320/Halloween10.5.08+091.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260018685286315042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; :) Yes, that thing is twice my height and I was quite impressed how well I was able to maneuver that beast!&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9XXvO4-YI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l84IwCm-uQ0/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9XXvO4-YI/AAAAAAAAAP0/l84IwCm-uQ0/s320/Halloween10.5.08+092.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260018955119556994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8428483463136711786?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8428483463136711786/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8428483463136711786' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8428483463136711786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8428483463136711786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/its-just-ten-foot-tall-van.html' title='It&apos;s Just A Ten Foot Tall Van'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SP9WtJqHoRI/AAAAAAAAAPk/oGjsuXd9mqU/s72-c/Halloween10.5.08+090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5105816933480523459</id><published>2008-10-13T00:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T00:39:09.756-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Boyfriend Loves Me</title><content type='html'>And the highlight of the weekend to prove it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SPLswis9dEI/AAAAAAAAANg/F2l9xAj6DvQ/s1600-h/Cougars+gameOct.11+(25).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SPLswis9dEI/AAAAAAAAANg/F2l9xAj6DvQ/s400/Cougars+gameOct.11+(25).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256524033788048450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-to-me.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for more on the game&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5105816933480523459?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5105816933480523459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5105816933480523459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5105816933480523459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5105816933480523459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-boyfriend-loves-me.html' title='My Boyfriend Loves Me'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SPLswis9dEI/AAAAAAAAANg/F2l9xAj6DvQ/s72-c/Cougars+gameOct.11+(25).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-2500973096845682257</id><published>2008-10-10T00:29:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:09:02.376-06:00</updated><title type='text'>As promised...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO76jOB0tkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/f_cMNZRAeYw/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO76jOB0tkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/f_cMNZRAeYw/s320/Halloween10.5.08+042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255413298156058178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77EwwfVgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1mje9GfhlaA/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77EwwfVgI/AAAAAAAAAKg/1mje9GfhlaA/s320/Halloween10.5.08+045.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255413874414278146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO74hvidRVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SKv1bVLtlTc/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO74hvidRVI/AAAAAAAAAKI/SKv1bVLtlTc/s320/Halloween10.5.08+056.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255411073768310098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77UH89MVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5QLS121P9Fg/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77UH89MVI/AAAAAAAAAKo/5QLS121P9Fg/s320/Halloween10.5.08+047.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255414138338619730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77e_G-GbI/AAAAAAAAAKw/saO6_xbeiU4/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO77e_G-GbI/AAAAAAAAAKw/saO6_xbeiU4/s320/Halloween10.5.08+050.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255414324943264178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7711scflI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PHLmTjCkcRE/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+060.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7711scflI/AAAAAAAAAK4/PHLmTjCkcRE/s320/Halloween10.5.08+060.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255414717553081938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO79UWDrqrI/AAAAAAAAALA/JIHpz1uqI4Q/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO79UWDrqrI/AAAAAAAAALA/JIHpz1uqI4Q/s320/Halloween10.5.08+073.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255416341148183218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO79xes9HEI/AAAAAAAAALI/QDp94SGiF-M/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO79xes9HEI/AAAAAAAAALI/QDp94SGiF-M/s320/Halloween10.5.08+075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255416841684982850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-JfI-agI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ArJn00UEdBo/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+077.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-JfI-agI/AAAAAAAAALQ/ArJn00UEdBo/s320/Halloween10.5.08+077.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255417254119369218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-VkuF_LI/AAAAAAAAALY/6L-r80dcd_c/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-VkuF_LI/AAAAAAAAALY/6L-r80dcd_c/s320/Halloween10.5.08+084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255417461775662258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-x1hQ8aI/AAAAAAAAALg/u2k9d4XkYts/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+089.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7-x1hQ8aI/AAAAAAAAALg/u2k9d4XkYts/s320/Halloween10.5.08+089.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255417947321594274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7_A9L48dI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZrVLQV0waGg/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7_A9L48dI/AAAAAAAAALo/ZrVLQV0waGg/s320/Halloween10.5.08+011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255418207077462482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO76NU_HO_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MUcdLjqYKyc/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO76NU_HO_I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/MUcdLjqYKyc/s320/Halloween10.5.08+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255412922066615282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO725_6pVJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/La6kElk1kvg/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+017.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO725_6pVJI/AAAAAAAAAKA/La6kElk1kvg/s320/Halloween10.5.08+017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255409291458335890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7_X6BuKJI/AAAAAAAAALw/35g4neSKRfU/s1600-h/Halloween10.5.08+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO7_X6BuKJI/AAAAAAAAALw/35g4neSKRfU/s320/Halloween10.5.08+029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255418601366497426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-2500973096845682257?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/2500973096845682257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=2500973096845682257' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2500973096845682257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/2500973096845682257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-promised.html' title='As promised...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SO76jOB0tkI/AAAAAAAAAKY/f_cMNZRAeYw/s72-c/Halloween10.5.08+042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-198302399667522893</id><published>2008-10-05T23:24:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T23:27:19.790-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Meet Ichabod</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOmhRKGtXmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KXu1S_FguZA/s1600-h/Ichabod+Oct.+5+2008+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOmhRKGtXmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KXu1S_FguZA/s320/Ichabod+Oct.+5+2008+016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253907756446735970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He came to life tonight and I hope he stays for a while.  He is the protector of the house.  The keeper of peace.  I'm sure you all guessed that from this picture.  More to come on how is arrival came about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-198302399667522893?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/198302399667522893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=198302399667522893' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/198302399667522893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/198302399667522893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/meet-ichabod.html' title='Meet Ichabod'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOmhRKGtXmI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/KXu1S_FguZA/s72-c/Ichabod+Oct.+5+2008+016.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-7939891353703536351</id><published>2008-10-05T07:50:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T07:55:15.712-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween Magic</title><content type='html'>I found a simple little poem to go with my ooze skull candle.  It has nothing to do with skulls, but has the mischievousness that I feel when looking at it. (When looking at any Halloween Decoration for that matter.) Enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HALLOWEEN MAGIC&lt;br /&gt;A bald-headed ghost&lt;br /&gt;Drank some witches' brew&lt;br /&gt;And on top of his head&lt;br /&gt;A strange thing grew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was pointed and tall&lt;br /&gt;And black as a bat&lt;br /&gt;With stringy long hair&lt;br /&gt;Where his head was flat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sad little ghost&lt;br /&gt;Didn't want any hair&lt;br /&gt;Or a black pointed hat&lt;br /&gt;So he said, "Witch beware!"&lt;br /&gt;Then he chanted some words&lt;br /&gt;With a spell-casting switch&lt;br /&gt;And gave Halloween Night&lt;br /&gt;A bald-headed witch!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~Barbara M. Hales~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-7939891353703536351?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7939891353703536351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=7939891353703536351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7939891353703536351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7939891353703536351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/halloween-magic.html' title='Halloween Magic'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6322877202739110977</id><published>2008-10-04T23:50:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-05T00:22:21.114-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My Favorite Halloween Decoration Bought Today</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOhacXQhDDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_IRvU2QWFlM/s1600-h/Halloween+Decs+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOhacXQhDDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_IRvU2QWFlM/s320/Halloween+Decs+002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253548408653810738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOhbT3sqt8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/YtRjlqtXRgo/s1600-h/Halloween+Decs+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOhbT3sqt8I/AAAAAAAAAIk/YtRjlqtXRgo/s320/Halloween+Decs+001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253549362254624706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skull Candle that oozes red wax through it's head, eyes, and nose when it's lit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, with it being the first weekend in October, K took me out to buy Halloween decorations!  I must say, if anyone every has troubles with what to get me as a gift, Halloween anything is always something that will get me giddy!  I'll preview more of my Halloween decorations later on when I get them all placed around the house. ;)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy October!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6322877202739110977?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6322877202739110977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6322877202739110977' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6322877202739110977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6322877202739110977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/my-favorite-halloween-decoration-bought.html' title='My Favorite Halloween Decoration Bought Today'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOhacXQhDDI/AAAAAAAAAIc/_IRvU2QWFlM/s72-c/Halloween+Decs+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3101267976589723844</id><published>2008-10-03T09:59:00.007-06:00</published><updated>2008-10-03T10:43:50.369-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spooky'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='October'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joy'/><title type='text'>Happy October!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOZLqmMThOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zAWdLr0Q6NQ/s1600-h/spooky+chels.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOZLqmMThOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zAWdLr0Q6NQ/s400/spooky+chels.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252969210553009378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In my humble opinion, as I have stated before, October is the BEST month of the whole entire year!  And even though I am a couple days late, I want to wish everyone a Spooktacular October and the best Halloween ever!!! (yes, I did just say Spooktacular and I'm not ashamed)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To honor this blessed month K and I will be posting on &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/"&gt;our blog&lt;/a&gt; a new Halloween inspired top 5 list EACH DAY!  They will be filled with our favorites, our worsts, and things we hope to remember or forget for the rest of our lives! ;) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This isn't to say I will neglect my blog though.  I will be posting great October insired pictures and stories as well on here giving you all a little more insight into why I would be happy if it was October all year long! And all I can hope for through this month if you read this blog or K and I's blog is that we can inspire you to love Halloween and/or October just a little more than you did last year!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in the words of the Joker: Here We GO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3101267976589723844?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3101267976589723844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3101267976589723844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3101267976589723844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3101267976589723844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-october.html' title='Happy October!!!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SOZLqmMThOI/AAAAAAAAAIM/zAWdLr0Q6NQ/s72-c/spooky+chels.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1246745826850309249</id><published>2008-09-18T13:46:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T14:12:00.995-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'M NOT AN ANGRY PERSON</title><content type='html'>I hate University Pkwy between the hours of 5 and 7 pm...  7 and 9am... 12 and 2 pm... ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I'm ok with the increase of residents due to the beginning of the BYU semester, but i'm not ok with the people that think it's ok step out from in between cars to cross the street on 5th north in Provo and expect the car that is 20 feet away from them to magically come to a stop!  Then i'm even more NOT ok when they jump back in shock and glare at said car when it does not stop, but has to slam on it's brakes... oh and it's even better when they are holding little kid's hands.  (No, I'm not kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wait this is EVEN better: when it's the dead dark of night and they must think they have a magical glow around thier BLACK clothes and that everyone can see them and they don't even look up to see if they are going to be smashed into the pavement like a bug's guts after you've stepped on it.  YOU ARE NOT TOO COOL FOR THE ORANGE CROSSING THE STREET FLAGS... YOU ARE LACKING BRAIN CELLS FOR NOT USING THEM!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1246745826850309249?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1246745826850309249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1246745826850309249' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1246745826850309249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1246745826850309249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-not-angry-person.html' title='I&apos;M NOT AN ANGRY PERSON'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8653071066393269374</id><published>2008-09-06T13:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T13:34:52.506-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I would love to go to rome... good thing i belong there.</title><content type='html'>You Belong in Rome&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMLaM0PHQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/5SWBIrECTJQ/s1600-h/rome.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMLaM0PHQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/5SWBIrECTJQ/s400/rome.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242992829927998450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a big city soul with a small town heart&lt;br /&gt;Which is why you're attracted to the romance of Rome&lt;br /&gt;Strolling down picture perfect streets, cappuccino in hand&lt;br /&gt;And gorgeous Italian people - could life get any better?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8653071066393269374?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8653071066393269374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8653071066393269374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8653071066393269374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8653071066393269374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-would-love-to-go-to-rome-good-thing-i.html' title='I would love to go to rome... good thing i belong there.'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMLaM0PHQ_I/AAAAAAAAAH8/5SWBIrECTJQ/s72-c/rome.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1676862714303067389</id><published>2008-09-05T22:28:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T22:33:05.273-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday night activity: online quizes with a sleeping dog</title><content type='html'>You Are Disturbingly Profound &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMIH5DZFj5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bVZcojiFsTA/s1600-h/profound.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMIH5DZFj5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bVZcojiFsTA/s400/profound.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242761592957144978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're contemplative, thoughtful, and very intense.&lt;br /&gt;Taking time to figure out the meaning of life is a priority for you.&lt;br /&gt;Because you're so introspective, you often react in ways that surprise people.&lt;br /&gt;No one can really understand how you are on the inside... and that disturbs them.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1676862714303067389?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1676862714303067389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1676862714303067389' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1676862714303067389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1676862714303067389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/friday-night-activity-online-quizes.html' title='Friday night activity: online quizes with a sleeping dog'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SMIH5DZFj5I/AAAAAAAAAH0/bVZcojiFsTA/s72-c/profound.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6050056155856150626</id><published>2008-09-03T23:54:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T23:57:42.747-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='halloween'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='K'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zombies'/><title type='text'>You MUST see this!!!</title><content type='html'>Please visit my other blog that I share with K &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com"&gt;popsnchellor.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; and look at the little video for today's post.  K loves me so much that he hired someone to do this!  How did I luck out with him?! Let the Halloween Celebrations commence.  (2 months is enough time to celebrate right?) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6050056155856150626?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6050056155856150626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6050056155856150626' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6050056155856150626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6050056155856150626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/09/you-must-see-this.html' title='You MUST see this!!!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6620679482574730103</id><published>2008-08-27T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-27T22:29:07.420-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='creativity'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rut'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogging'/><title type='text'>Bloggin Rut</title><content type='html'>I have sadly been in a blogging rut.  I don't know exactly why.  Maybe it's the lack of creativity I've been feeling lately in my life.  No, I don't pity myself because we all know I have plenty of time for extras almost everyday, but I am feeling a little... well, just blah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love work.  Most know how much I enjoy my job, but it's still work.  I have the time of my life each and every moment I spend with K, but those moments are limited... maybe I just need to cherish what I do have and stop searching of extras???  Well if anyone has any ideas please let me know.  In the meantime I'm on quest for creativity and a blogging breakthrough! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6620679482574730103?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6620679482574730103/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6620679482574730103' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6620679482574730103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6620679482574730103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/bloggin-rut.html' title='Bloggin Rut'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-9039619470003490449</id><published>2008-08-06T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T14:05:00.465-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJoAvmL-y4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZqgvsR_AtNE/s1600-h/Halloween+bride.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231494734848904066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJoAvmL-y4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZqgvsR_AtNE/s400/Halloween+bride.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally I am utterly annoyed when stores start putting decorations out for things that are 3 seasons away, but I love halloween so much that I get giddy when i see things like this in stores to decorate your house with. &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-eCF3c8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/u36ooomhWvg/s1600-h/tons+o+halloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231492234078548930" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-eCF3c8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/u36ooomhWvg/s400/tons+o+halloween.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-eCF3c8I/AAAAAAAAAG4/u36ooomhWvg/s1600-h/tons+o+halloween.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-K26DUjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TKVTNT2WerU/s1600-h/halloween+creep.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-CV-pg8I/AAAAAAAAAGo/9-gBN_9ex3A/s1600-h/Halloween+bride.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love that so many of us are ready and waiting to try to creep people out or represent the creep we always are. Either way it makes me smile with great joy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though I hate the cold, my favorite time of year is October by far.  Not only is it the time when leaves are turning so beautiful and the weather is in changing mode (if it's not already snowing), but it's also when the world and all it's occupants show their creepy, scary, goulish side without having to hold back! (not to mention my birthday within that month) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also love the fact that, because I love Halloween so much, K is so ready and willing to turn my apartment into a full on haunted house! Two years ago I had to work on Halloween, but when I got home that night I walked in my house to find creepy haunty music playing, black lights lighting fake cobwebs all over the place so much that you could barely walk around. He also had the dog that I was babysitting stratigically placed behind a giant cob web so it looked like he was about to get eaten by the HUGE spide that had created that web!!! :D It was so spooky and I L.O.V.E.D it! (I'll see if I can find the pictures)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I just can't wait to Spook out everyplace I spend more than an hour a day in. That includes my house, work, my car, and the little bookstore that I go to... I wonder if they'll let me put him up: &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-K26DUjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TKVTNT2WerU/s1600-h/halloween+creep.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231491904658690610" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJn-K26DUjI/AAAAAAAAAGw/TKVTNT2WerU/s400/halloween+creep.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think Halloween is the greatest time of year and the greatest Holiday ever, but Who doesnt?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-9039619470003490449?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/9039619470003490449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=9039619470003490449' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/9039619470003490449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/9039619470003490449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/08/happy-halloween.html' title='HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SJoAvmL-y4I/AAAAAAAAAHA/ZqgvsR_AtNE/s72-c/Halloween+bride.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6866510880576598950</id><published>2008-07-27T22:13:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-27T22:19:45.623-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm late on posting so....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I have a few travel posts that I'm quite late on posting so...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm putting it off longer so I don't stay up till 2 am working on each of those posts and leaving you with a picture of a sight that has made me happy each time I've looked at it these past 6 months: &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SI1IixaayII/AAAAAAAAAGY/LCs0iSeb7iQ/s1600-h/DSC03672.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227914504663910530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SI1IixaayII/AAAAAAAAAGY/LCs0iSeb7iQ/s320/DSC03672.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love Spokane. Thank you, work for letting me go there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6866510880576598950?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6866510880576598950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6866510880576598950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6866510880576598950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6866510880576598950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/07/im-late-on-posting-so.html' title='I&apos;m late on posting so....'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SI1IixaayII/AAAAAAAAAGY/LCs0iSeb7iQ/s72-c/DSC03672.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3073033465453027691</id><published>2008-07-19T02:46:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:03:52.895-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Um, Draw an Elephant, Mommy!</title><content type='html'>I'm a proud aunt... it's simply a know fact to everyone who knows me. I could talk about my nieces and nephews and all thier cute little personalities for hours! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's for reason's like this: &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SIGqdUaK6_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/myNh5D8ZPmY/s1600-h/DSC03706.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224644463397891058" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SIGqdUaK6_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/myNh5D8ZPmY/s400/DSC03706.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SIGqdUaK6_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/myNh5D8ZPmY/s1600-h/DSC03706.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On this particular morning, oblivious to the conversations going on and people around her, little Avyrlie Lillian Izumi wanted nothing more than for mommy to draw animals in the frost from her glass of water. And to mommy's dismay each time she would rotate the cup to draw another animal then rotate it again the frost would be back so Avyrlie would, of course, ask for another, and more dificult to draw animal. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Um, draw a cat!" *waits anxiosly for mom to get done, smiles, stairs, in thought, for exactly 3 seconds* "Draw... a... Elephant!" and this repeated for at least 5 more minutes. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Way to fight through it Aimee! ;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3073033465453027691?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3073033465453027691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3073033465453027691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3073033465453027691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3073033465453027691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/07/um-draw-elephant-mommy.html' title='Um, Draw an Elephant, Mommy!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SIGqdUaK6_I/AAAAAAAAAGA/myNh5D8ZPmY/s72-c/DSC03706.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-348170076866674688</id><published>2008-07-16T20:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T20:29:12.781-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Astronaut Pops For Everyone!</title><content type='html'>Oh how I love Astronaut Pops formerly known as Big Stick Popsicle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SH6uGTnkj9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KpRH72_Zs2w/s1600-h/big+stick+black.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SH6uGTnkj9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KpRH72_Zs2w/s400/big+stick+black.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223804041165049810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess they still are referred to them as that but K giggles each time I say it so I started buying Astronaut Pops (albertson's brand) that are just as delectable!  I would have to say these are in my top 5 of favorite summer treats right under Squishys aka Slurpees from 7-11.    With that said I invite everyone to go to Albertsons and buy a pack of Astro Pops or come over to my house and enjoy one with me out on the grass! :)   Love ~Chellor&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SH6t-pPJarI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VYwSqbNzQIg/s1600-h/insert+popsicle.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SH6t-pPJarI/AAAAAAAAAFc/VYwSqbNzQIg/s400/insert+popsicle.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223803909529234098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-348170076866674688?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/348170076866674688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=348170076866674688' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/348170076866674688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/348170076866674688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/07/astronaut-pops-for-everyone.html' title='Astronaut Pops For Everyone!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SH6uGTnkj9I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KpRH72_Zs2w/s72-c/big+stick+black.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5925486137644276440</id><published>2008-06-28T00:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T00:16:34.939-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='boytoys'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogs'/><title type='text'>I was just too slow...</title><content type='html'>I guess K was sick of waiting for a time when we actually were together to submit our first post on our blog  He finally made our first, and very official, post so everyone go check it out and continue to peek at it because now that we've broken the barrier of that first post there will be a lot more and more often... than not at all like before. :T  Thanks K for being brave enough to take the plung into blogdom even though you still think that's a dirty word or refering to internal organs... weirdo. &lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/"&gt;popsnchellor.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;. LOVE YA K!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5925486137644276440?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5925486137644276440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5925486137644276440' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5925486137644276440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5925486137644276440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/06/i-was-just-too-slow.html' title='I was just too slow...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6436988136278062426</id><published>2008-06-14T14:42:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T14:50:19.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Good day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFQt7WF2i_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xKt22RTqqx4/s1600-h/DSC03622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFQt7WF2i_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xKt22RTqqx4/s400/DSC03622.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211841166340164594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love warm summer days.  The kind where you can go outside without immediately melting the skin off your bones in heat or without needing a parka for the cold.  70-80 degrees is just right for me!  Keep it up Utah or we may have to move to San Diego like we've been threatening! :)  Just kidding, Nikki.... well at least for this year!&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFQu4PWkhtI/AAAAAAAAAEs/V8pUjbmB_NQ/s1600-h/DSC03620.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6436988136278062426?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6436988136278062426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6436988136278062426' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6436988136278062426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6436988136278062426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/06/good-day.html' title='Good day.'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFQt7WF2i_I/AAAAAAAAAEk/xKt22RTqqx4/s72-c/DSC03622.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-7686225579017544312</id><published>2008-06-11T22:21:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-06-14T14:42:21.244-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's official in the cyber world.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://popsnchellor.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210845381963419666" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFCkRENqEBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5DNyeyoa1Cw/s400/il_430xN_26139289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;K and I started a blog. I've been finding that the majority of what I want to post has to do with him and I so I decided instead of turning mine into ours like a good girl maybe would I would create a new ours. Nope that didn't make much sense to me either. Regardless it's official. We are a couple in the cyber world. Click on the picture above to be directed there or go to popsnchellor.blogspot.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Don't get your panties in a bunch when you go there because we haven't yet posted anything and I've hardly even formatted it yet. But oh, just you wait. Wonderfulness is bound to ensue on there! Please stay tuned. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before I close I want to thank the wonderful kindness of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=30039"&gt;smeeta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for letting us use her picture for our header. (It's of two ninja dolls she handcrafted might I add. Yeah, i know... amazingly wonderful and yummy!) I came across it one day while searching fantastic hand made items on etsy and behold: the perfect picture that depicts K and I's relationship better than I could ever say in words! Click on the pic below or her shop name above to see other goodness she has made and is for sale.&lt;a href="http://www.etsy.com/shop.php?user_id=30039"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210846902667019650" style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; float: left;" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFClplRphYI/AAAAAAAAAEc/l-d1O09Mcjw/s400/iusb_760x100_5187110.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-7686225579017544312?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7686225579017544312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=7686225579017544312' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7686225579017544312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7686225579017544312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/06/its-official-in-ciber-world.html' title='It&apos;s official in the cyber world.'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SFCkRENqEBI/AAAAAAAAAEU/5DNyeyoa1Cw/s72-c/il_430xN_26139289.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5556659029400014058</id><published>2008-05-31T18:52:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T19:25:32.678-06:00</updated><title type='text'>HELP!  Wanted: Sweet old bodied Scion XB</title><content type='html'>I'm calling for everyone's help, PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been looking for a Scion XB to purchase for a little while now without any luck.  The small problem is that I cannot find one with the criteria I would like.    I'm looking for the old body style not the new 2008 bodies.  I think the more boxy style fits my rad self and is much sexier.  Another thing I so desperately am seeking is this specific color:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SEHy6R5YFjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zzCAzq9PyaQ/s1600-h/Perfect+Scion+XB.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SEHy6R5YFjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zzCAzq9PyaQ/s400/Perfect+Scion+XB.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206709727267395122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is not the maroon color that you see here and there.  Its the deeper reddish one that you see almost NOWHERE!  And the one I have fallen in love with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that here are other things I am looking for, but can be a little flexible on:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Cruise Control: I commute ever day and have learned that not having it sometimes sucks&lt;br /&gt;*Lower Miles:  Again I commute everyday and would hate to be putting more mile on an already high mile vehicle.&lt;br /&gt;*One without flames painted on it: Really? Who does that to a Scion?!  C'mon guys n gals, it's really not that cool at all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That last one I actually will NOT be flexible on.  I'm not going to pay for a new paint job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And really I'm starting to lose hope and look at other colors as well. Even though this one was my first pick back when I first fell in love with the car, but wasn't ready to purchase one:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SEH24h5YFkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rOY81slU-mM/s1600-h/Me+and+Green+Scion.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SEH24h5YFkI/AAAAAAAAAEM/rOY81slU-mM/s400/Me+and+Green+Scion.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206714095249135170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I would love driving around in that color. ;)  You have to admit that color suits me though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If any of you see an old body Scion XB for sell (of any color) could you please let me know?!   I'm begging for help with this!  You can email me at&lt;br /&gt; imachellorhead at yahoo dot com&lt;br /&gt;or if you know me well text me any contact info for the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you all in advance for your help in my Scion XB quest!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5556659029400014058?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5556659029400014058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5556659029400014058' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5556659029400014058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5556659029400014058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/help-wanted-sweet-old-bodied-scion-xb.html' title='HELP!  Wanted: Sweet old bodied Scion XB'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SEHy6R5YFjI/AAAAAAAAAEE/zzCAzq9PyaQ/s72-c/Perfect+Scion+XB.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-6224139941248279693</id><published>2008-05-23T22:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-24T02:29:09.962-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Now Boarding Rows 1-30</title><content type='html'>I have a love affair with traveling alone. K is my favorite travel buddy, but there's something about jet setting by myself that is silently romantic. And the time that I fall most in love with it all is when I'm in my hotel room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This does not mean the I don't miss being with family and friends (namely K), but I love my alone time so getting to travel alone fills me with great pleasure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always try to find new things where ever I go. I don't like to just stick to a comfort zone of my printed out Mapquest maps that go from destination A to destination B. I found a few new places on this last trip, but right before coming home, I was quite a bit early for my plane and very hungry. There were a few places in the airport to choose from, but for some reason "David's Pizza" called my name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it was the fact that it had a picture of the sculpted David behind it. I was sold when I saw they had Pesto, Feta, Basil, and Tomato pizza. I ordered it to go, got my standard Iced venti soy Chai from Starbucks (an airport staple) and went to the nearest window seat by my gate to watch airplanes on the tarmac and eat in silent joy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDehQh5YFiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J27-8XTZq2I/s1600-h/Lunch+of+Champs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203805199798900258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDehQh5YFiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J27-8XTZq2I/s400/Lunch+of+Champs.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a great ending to another romantic trip... even if it was just for work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh P.S. I'm still sick.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-6224139941248279693?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/6224139941248279693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=6224139941248279693' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6224139941248279693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/6224139941248279693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/boarding-rows-1-30.html' title='Now Boarding Rows 1-30'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDehQh5YFiI/AAAAAAAAAD8/J27-8XTZq2I/s72-c/Lunch+of+Champs.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-193902759822791189</id><published>2008-05-20T20:56:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T21:04:41.825-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sickness'/><title type='text'>I'm Sick</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDOQnDplWOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hXU1oElEzUk/s1600-h/Oct+07-March+08+059.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDOQnDplWOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hXU1oElEzUk/s400/Oct+07-March+08+059.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202660995212073186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just sick and although I really should be packing for a work trip right now I just plain and simple don't want to do anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ok that's a lie. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I want to do is lay in bed and watch a good movie and fall asleep very early and wake up to my bags packed and everything I need to get done before I leave to be magically completed.  Any volunteers?  Oh and I'll need my sinuses to be cleared as well so my head doesn't explode on the plane.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-193902759822791189?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/193902759822791189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=193902759822791189' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/193902759822791189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/193902759822791189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/im-sick.html' title='I&apos;m Sick'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDOQnDplWOI/AAAAAAAAAD0/hXU1oElEzUk/s72-c/Oct+07-March+08+059.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-9041176798789345664</id><published>2008-05-19T00:27:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T01:58:08.230-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stewart Falls/Snow hiking = sore legs</title><content type='html'>I said there was more to come in that last post so to keep true to my word (yes i'm still going to post about San Diego, Kyle) here is more. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those photos  in the previous post were of the side of Stewart Falls that K and I hiked to on Saturday.  Please see below for more on Stewart Falls itself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEy_jplWNI/AAAAAAAAADM/RQUDafJLUsQ/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEy_jplWNI/AAAAAAAAADM/RQUDafJLUsQ/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201995112072435922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been trying to dedicate part of our Saturdays and/or Sundays to hikes, trails, and sights in Utah since we haven't experience a large part of the beauty this state has to offer and have both lived here for so long. (Me: all my life, K: about 12 years)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hike starts up past Sundance and is around 2 miles to get to the falls.  K said there was a sign that said "Bear Country", but the only threatening thing I saw was this spider&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEpQDplWJI/AAAAAAAAACs/e5naANEXp48/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEpQDplWJI/AAAAAAAAACs/e5naANEXp48/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201984400423999634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not too tough of a hike and well worth it when you get there! It's so gorgeous and that calming noise waterfalls  make as they crash onto the earth below makes the pain in your butt go away instantly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEmgDplWHI/AAAAAAAAACc/MQ-ShPHN6Yc/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEmgDplWHI/AAAAAAAAACc/MQ-ShPHN6Yc/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201981376767023218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a smaller little waterfall directly to the right of St. Falls that this little bird was loving!   He would perch right by the water and just bob up and down happy as can be looking around just like all the people by the big falls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEsFDplWLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7pzB0clSV2o/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEsFDplWLI/AAAAAAAAAC8/7pzB0clSV2o/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201987509980321970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K wanted me to stand directly under the falls and I totally would have if it wasn't so slippery!  In my mind I saw my body plunging to an unforeseen fate as I looked at the slippery rocks and the water quickly rushing pass them!  But it sure did feel good to have the slaps of water drops fall upon my face in the 80+ degree weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEqsTplWKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ueDTOkP6azE/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEqsTplWKI/AAAAAAAAAC0/ueDTOkP6azE/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201985985266931874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self Portrait of us... Awww&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEtfTplWMI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cfj6lmfp_cA/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+045.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEtfTplWMI/AAAAAAAAADE/Cfj6lmfp_cA/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+045.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201989060463515842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It took us about 45 minutes to get there and like 5 days to get out.  (ok not 5 days, but we were tired and it seemed like forever!)  Before hiking out we noticed that you can come straight up the river from Sundance and it's only 1.5 miles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEobDplWII/AAAAAAAAACk/A_7X25OwP2g/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEobDplWII/AAAAAAAAACk/A_7X25OwP2g/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+081.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201983489890932866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we may try that route next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Hours after starting our adventure, we returned safely back to our car.  Even though legs and bums are sore today we will continue our adventures and get as much in of Utah's beauty as we can so when we move we'll have no regrets!  Oh and yes, I recommend this hike and site seeing adventure to everyone. :)  The end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-9041176798789345664?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/9041176798789345664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=9041176798789345664' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/9041176798789345664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/9041176798789345664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/stewart-fallssnow-hiking-sore-legs.html' title='Stewart Falls/Snow hiking = sore legs'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDEy_jplWNI/AAAAAAAAADM/RQUDafJLUsQ/s72-c/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8122617626752835900</id><published>2008-05-18T14:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-18T14:31:11.175-06:00</updated><title type='text'>More to come...</title><content type='html'>On how I almost had to watch K slide to an unknown fate all because we thought it would be cool to hike up and sled (on our butts mind you) down this:&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCQbjplWCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fzr3nYeuPB0/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+076.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCQbjplWCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fzr3nYeuPB0/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201816372713445410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It may not look threatening but once you get around that corner on the right there's a calming waterfall that you just 'HAVE' to hike to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCRBjplWDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6nVY70OziT0/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCRBjplWDI/AAAAAAAAAB8/6nVY70OziT0/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201817025548474418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's some unseen force luring you in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCRkDplWEI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ky5YoXVrONU/s1600-h/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+068.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCRkDplWEI/AAAAAAAAACE/Ky5YoXVrONU/s400/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201817618253961282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8122617626752835900?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8122617626752835900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8122617626752835900' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8122617626752835900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8122617626752835900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/more-to-come.html' title='More to come...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SDCQbjplWCI/AAAAAAAAAB0/fzr3nYeuPB0/s72-c/Stewart+Falls+May+17.2006+076.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-976523740706068516</id><published>2008-05-16T01:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T01:42:36.493-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't want to talk about it...</title><content type='html'>A minute of silence please for the little bird that fell from it's nest and later tonight died before I could bring him the 12 earthworms I bought for him and the little wash rag I had in hand to keep him warm.  The little bird that I shed real tears for...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SC06GTplWBI/AAAAAAAAABs/sFVfNnc2XF8/s1600-h/Birdie+heaven+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SC06GTplWBI/AAAAAAAAABs/sFVfNnc2XF8/s320/Birdie+heaven+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200877024711104530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please someone tell me there are animals in heaven.  My heart can't take it anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-976523740706068516?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/976523740706068516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=976523740706068516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/976523740706068516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/976523740706068516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-dont-want-to-talk-about-it.html' title='I don&apos;t want to talk about it...'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SC06GTplWBI/AAAAAAAAABs/sFVfNnc2XF8/s72-c/Birdie+heaven+005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8488904904857368906</id><published>2008-05-13T22:04:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T22:13:10.864-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Halle... is that YOU?!</title><content type='html'>I am still working on the San Diego update so please be patient with me.  In the meantime I thought you all could enjoy the same sight that K saw as he walked into my computer room Sunday afternoon:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SCpmtDplWAI/AAAAAAAAABk/fLnwAFafruU/s1600-h/DSC03381.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SCpmtDplWAI/AAAAAAAAABk/fLnwAFafruU/s400/DSC03381.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200081644012525570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Imagine his utter sadness when he found out I hadn't actually transformed into Halle Berry... Sorry K, maybe next Sunday.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8488904904857368906?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8488904904857368906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8488904904857368906' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8488904904857368906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8488904904857368906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/05/halle-is-that-you.html' title='Halle... is that YOU?!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SCpmtDplWAI/AAAAAAAAABk/fLnwAFafruU/s72-c/DSC03381.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-258553806639429621</id><published>2008-04-30T22:15:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:21:44.819-06:00</updated><title type='text'>If I would have known sooner!</title><content type='html'>The happiest moments of the day:  When I found out that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Chelsi, you're Dwight Schrute:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SBlEyHdyVII/AAAAAAAAABM/Wvz67Ldtacc/s1600-h/dwight_s.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SBlEyHdyVII/AAAAAAAAABM/Wvz67Ldtacc/s200/dwight_s.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195259272936707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Congratulations on that promotion! There's nothing wrong with clawing your way up the ladder, and you manage to do it with ease. Like your &lt;i&gt;Office&lt;/i&gt; match, you've got a lot going on in your life, but you want even more and aren't afraid to go after it. No doubt, you'll be going places (like a corner office with a view)!&lt;!-- br--&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just remember that no one likes a brown-noser except (maybe) the boss. Just be yourself and you'll be on the up-and-up before you can say, "Let's think outside the box!" &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-258553806639429621?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/258553806639429621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=258553806639429621' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/258553806639429621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/258553806639429621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/if-i-would-have-known-sooner.html' title='If I would have known sooner!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/SBlEyHdyVII/AAAAAAAAABM/Wvz67Ldtacc/s72-c/dwight_s.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8761633162443609582</id><published>2008-04-29T22:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T23:03:58.577-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Give me Sun or Give me Death!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so it's not as dramatic the the title makes it out to be.  I'm just very tired of these silly game our Utah weather so relentlessly continues to play on us so I'm leaving!   ...for a long weekend. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/2r44f0y.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Diego calls my and K's name all too often so when my sis said they were blessing Baby Adam out there with her husband's family it didn't take long to decide I would inevitably have to be in attendance.  And if I'm going to make my way all the way to San Diego I would like to take K with me... and if both K and I are going then we should make a whole weekend of it... and if we're going to make a weekend of it the only other question to ask is, "Should we come home on Monday or Tuesday?"   Is that really a valid question?  Who in their right mind, with the choice, would really choose Monday?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Long story short, even though you've already received the long version, is that we are taking this opportunity for a vacation to see both Baby Adam get blessed and to see our dear friends Peety and Maxamillion aka Kyle n Brit who flew the coup last year and moved the Sunny San D.  And yes, you must say it with just an "n" in between the two names.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do not care to do anything out there but exercise my ability to sleep for hours in the sun on the beach,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/t7k6d1.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yes I do wear SPF 30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walk around the city for days with Kendizzle, Kyle n Brit,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/2qs419x.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play with K n B's two dogs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2vvs8ep.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maggie is the Brussels Griffon on the left and Buddah is the white Pekinese on the right... hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and get to see Baby Adam blessed:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/15d8rb.jpg" border="0" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please stay tuned for more... such as me coming back looking something that resembles a cherry tomato.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8761633162443609582?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8761633162443609582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8761633162443609582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8761633162443609582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8761633162443609582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/give-me-sun-or-give-me-death.html' title='Give me Sun or Give me Death!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/2r44f0y_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3753115091461431501</id><published>2008-04-26T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T18:53:54.729-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Woah!</title><content type='html'>I have been all consumed with work getting our new store opened in Pocatello, ID... well Chubbuck, ID to be exact.  And really Chubbuck is a much cooler name.  Anyway posts are soon to come since I finally got the store open and the staff calmed down and assured that they do know what they are doing so I could come back to Utah to have a normal life again and see my TOOL :)  aka Kendall.  (you woodworkers know what i mean)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3753115091461431501?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3753115091461431501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3753115091461431501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3753115091461431501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3753115091461431501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/woah.html' title='Woah!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5478050317757945451</id><published>2008-04-06T14:25:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:27:18.312-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cadbury'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter Egg Hunt'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rockstar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Easter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Kids'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eggs'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;I didn't post anything for Easter and I realized that I had SOOO much to post!  So here are a few quick pictures of my easter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two of my favorite things!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2napmrt.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/9porxs.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The easter hunt festivities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great hunt because it included eggs like these:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2i896hd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/1zb8fpy.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/r711sj.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommies and grandmas and aunts were there to help the wee ones:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R_krnpYd-vI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1h-6PFI1I4g/s1600-h/Oct+07-March+08+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R_krnpYd-vI/AAAAAAAAAA4/1h-6PFI1I4g/s320/Oct+07-March+08+449.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186224406017211122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R_krW5Yd-uI/AAAAAAAAAAw/55PHqs7VG8U/s1600-h/Oct+07-March+08+449.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/33l040p.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone got a great amount of eggs and were so happy (sugar induced) for quite a while after!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2cwo8s7.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5478050317757945451?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5478050317757945451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5478050317757945451' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5478050317757945451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5478050317757945451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i26.tinypic.com/2napmrt_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8653770046836108015</id><published>2008-04-02T19:01:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:47:40.973-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dogs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Scottie Pippen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childhood memories'/><title type='text'>Scottie Pippen in the House!  Whoop Whoop</title><content type='html'>I went to my parents house and, even though I could do a whole blog series about things that remind me of my childhood and things that I L.O.V.E. about my parents house and the area they live, I'm going to focus only on our beloved Scottie.  Everyone, meet Scottie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/2uqhkyd.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scottie is a 14-15 year old Lab/Retriever Mix so he's incredibly loyal, protective, and loving.  He is my brother's dog technically, but as my bro has moved, Scottie has stayed at my parents.  Wondering where the name came from? You guessed it, Scottie Pippen! My sis was obsessed with Scottie Pippen at the time and somehow she got to chose the name and that was that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is the most loving dog ever!  Since he was a pup he has always wanted to be cuddled up to others.   You go outside to pet him and he has to lean against your leg or press his face against your hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/34t5rq0.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See the dried up dirt on his wet nose?  Typical of Scottie.  He's always burying bones, digging them up, or just plain digging in the dirt!  We used to have holes all over his area from him digging.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves everyone especially children.   He had to learn his own strength when playing with children and never quite mastered it, but he gets that they're little and he needs to be softer with them.  He's so smart and is incredibly protective! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Living in a small town it's great to sleep outside on a warm night under the bright stars.  Every time I did he would either lay down pressed against me or just sit right beside me and almost never sleep the entire night keeping watch out for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i25.tinypic.com/o5ney1.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i26.tinypic.com/2aenfjn.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another view typical of Scottie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2m60bde.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He ALWAYS has a ball to play with if not 3, 4, 5, or 6 of them.  He'll protect each and every one of them and if you try to take them he'll stuff 3 in his mouth and still try to pick up the 4th before you get to them!  He's getting quite old so his sight and hearing isn't all there, but he still is always ready to play with a good tennis ball that he has ripped the covering off of!  Catch was always one of his favorite games and I don't mean that you'd lightly throw the ball in his direction for him to catch... I'm talking all star fast pitch straight to the kisser and he'd catch it with a "slap" to the tongue every time. You could throw him a ball every 5 seconds and he'd be able to catch it, drop it, and get in his "I'm ready" stance for the next one before it even left your hand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/nxnrcx.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting a good rub down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention Scottie really is the most loving dog in the whole world?!?!  Nothing makes him happier than for you to scratch his belly, behind his ears, and on his shoulders.  When ever you reach to pet anywhere below his head he wraps his paw around your arm as if to say, "Please just stay here with me!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/viyz9.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this dog and maybe forgot just how much I love him so it was great for me to get to spend time with him today.  It breaks my heart to know that his time could come soon, but he's still a fighter and fairly healthy.   And although he's slow to get up and maybe grabs a zucchini from the garden when you tell him to go get the ball because he can't see so well, he's just as loving and child hearted as he always has been.  I love you Scottie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/24zvvb7.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8653770046836108015?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8653770046836108015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8653770046836108015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8653770046836108015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8653770046836108015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/04/scottie-pippen-in-house-whoop-whoop.html' title='Scottie Pippen in the House!  Whoop Whoop'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i28.tinypic.com/2uqhkyd_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-7098235162894731934</id><published>2008-03-25T21:08:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T13:48:44.829-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dylan'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='brother'/><title type='text'>Ode To Adam</title><content type='html'>I just can't seem to find the time to blog.  Sure I feel as though I need to dedicate and hour or so to each blog to make it incredible, but c'mon!  There will be blog's to come, but tomorrow I need to help my sister make her baby come to life, aka get it out of her belly and into the world!  Don't you think this little guy needs a brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/jj3goy.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And with that don't you think it's time for her to have this little guy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i27.tinypic.com/2v7yxs8.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I don't have a pic of you t0o Greg to make the view of the family complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know that this addition is going to be very welcomed by everyone... especially little Dylan.  He's going to be the best big brother!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i29.tinypic.com/v4webm.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after 40 weeks of pregnancy and two induction cancellations, Adam will finally arrive sometime tomorrow!  It's about time ;&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-7098235162894731934?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/7098235162894731934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=7098235162894731934' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7098235162894731934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/7098235162894731934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/ode-to-adam.html' title='Ode To Adam'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i29.tinypic.com/jj3goy_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-3936866236970608237</id><published>2008-03-13T23:06:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2008-04-06T14:28:33.271-06:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home decor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='happy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='colorful'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pigs'/><title type='text'>Rub My Belly</title><content type='html'>One of the happiest moments of my life came to pass when I reluctantly went to a decorating store with my sis.  After looking for the bathroom for far too long the saying, "Good things come to those who wait" meant more than it ever has.  Turning to flush the loo I spied with my little eye this little guy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i30.tinypic.com/2qm24h3.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                        love at first sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breathing heavy with excitement and all but jumping up and down I showed my girly side getting all giddy over this little Pig.  Not only was it the cutest little pig I've ever seen, but it's a ceramic piggy bank too!  I immediately (after washing my hands) picked it up to find the price tag.  Only $22.95!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I carefully placed the little guy under my arm, walked out of the bathroom, went straight to the nearest cashier and eagerly asked, "Can I buy this?!"  I mean after all it was hidden away in the bathroom.  All the ladies working were so surprised I found this guy because they only got a few in and they sold with a blink of an eye...  He was waiting for me :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i31.tinypic.com/9sv7l5.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;           A cute butt too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They carefully wrapped him up after I made the purchase.  "Can you use extra tissue paper to keep him warm?"  I wondered... and they did.  My little colorful bundle of love greets me each morning as he keeps my vases warm on my coffee table, but lo there is something missing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He needs a name... any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tinypic.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i28.tinypic.com/24v5d1k.jpg" alt="Image and video hosting by TinyPic" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-3936866236970608237?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/3936866236970608237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=3936866236970608237' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3936866236970608237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/3936866236970608237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/rub-my-belly.html' title='Rub My Belly'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i30.tinypic.com/2qm24h3_th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-5991300612503255052</id><published>2008-03-02T20:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T20:22:50.698-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let the stalking commence!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R8tuWv5XuKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/P0cgzAdMJKQ/s1600-h/DSC01556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R8tuWv5XuKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/P0cgzAdMJKQ/s320/DSC01556.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173349934058420386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'll post 2x's a day normally, but this is for all those people ( including ashley) that are making sure I will blog regularly and not fall off the face of the blogging earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone (and ashley),&lt;br /&gt;           I am very eager to get to know you in a way I never have! aka letting you stalk me as much as i have been stalking you.  ;)  I hope to post regularly and in return be able to continue to read all your lovely posts.  Thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to spend time with two of the greatest people (besides Kdawg) and besides the pounding headache that i wrestled with all day it was such a great day and proved to continue to be with the magic of kdawg placing hot spaghetti and cold crystal light in front of me without even knowing that i'm STARVING!  And once i figure out how to correctly use all the wonderful features of the blog I will post pictures such as this amazing spaghetti.  The end... today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-5991300612503255052?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/5991300612503255052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=5991300612503255052' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5991300612503255052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/5991300612503255052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/03/let-stalking-commence.html' title='Let the stalking commence!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/R8tuWv5XuKI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/P0cgzAdMJKQ/s72-c/DSC01556.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-1197048709509938346</id><published>2008-02-20T22:53:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T22:53:50.222-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wickety what</title><content type='html'>sldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksdddddddddddddddddddsldjfh;laskdjf; aoksdjf;oaklsjdflaksddddddddddddddddddd&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-1197048709509938346?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/1197048709509938346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=1197048709509938346' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1197048709509938346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/1197048709509938346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/wickety-what.html' title='wickety what'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8020682377118106294.post-8427565394208893353</id><published>2008-02-20T20:41:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T15:10:55.475-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Blog World!</title><content type='html'>Dear Blog World,&lt;br /&gt;    Well hello there.  The time has finally come for me to subdue my fears and start my own thing you people call a blog. (thanks to the helpful pushing of Ashley and my sister, Jess ;) )  I cannot promise anything but randomness... possibly craziness.... and maybe a dash of disaster.  Please enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love,&lt;br /&gt;Chellor&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8020682377118106294-8427565394208893353?l=chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/feeds/8427565394208893353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8020682377118106294&amp;postID=8427565394208893353' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8427565394208893353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8020682377118106294/posts/default/8427565394208893353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chellorsmixtape.blogspot.com/2008/02/hello-blog-world.html' title='Hello Blog World!'/><author><name>Chellor</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07078175660957252692</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_HolDdOp1BTk/TDcr5ETCcgI/AAAAAAAAAqs/yHgDrrm1cUI/S220/spooky+chels.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
