<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 08 Dec 2009 08:41:48 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>Everyday Adventures</title><description>Silly &amp;amp; serious ramblings from this funny little family.</description><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>350</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-3201922139983476657</guid><pubDate>Tue, 24 Nov 2009 14:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-11-24T09:38:03.230-05:00</atom:updated><title>Loud, Louder, Loudest...</title><atom:summary type='text'>Superman is loud. Really, really loud. Like, worry that there's something wrong with his hearing loud. He has mentioned several times lately that he thinks it's so cool that he can hear his own voice when he talks. He wants to know if I hear my voice when I talk. I think he's trying to make sure that people ten miles over are able to hear his voice when he talks... which he does... a lot. I have </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/11/loud-louder-loudest.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-6138730777066353170</guid><pubDate>Wed, 28 Oct 2009 13:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-28T08:32:18.343-05:00</atom:updated><title>We are in so much trouble!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Folks, I'm pregnant. I know, you already knew that, but here's the thing... I have been strongly stuck in denial for a few weeks (ok... like 25 of them). But, all of a sudden, I'm realizing- this child is a lunatic. She is in CONSTANT motion. When I sit down, when I stand up, while I'm laying down, when I'm walking- constant, crazy movements. I don't think the child actually sleeps. All three of </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/10/we-are-in-so-much-trouble.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-8911258805251663449</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 Oct 2009 11:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-22T06:48:37.730-05:00</atom:updated><title>Blog in review...</title><atom:summary type='text'>I'm trying to find the humorous in life right now and that means it's time for a little "best of" the Everyday Adventures blog. I found this little gem from December of 2007... enjoy! Incidently, if you're new to the blog, Ladybug= my second child. :) Also, we went to Hubby's family the Saturday before Christmas and on Christmas. A good time was had by all. The kids received a ridiculous amount </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-in-review.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-2959324128174493053</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 Oct 2009 20:01:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-21T15:19:22.463-05:00</atom:updated><title>What? A post? Shocking!</title><atom:summary type='text'>A few things of note from the Ellis house: 1. Jefferson and I were able to "get away" for a few days for the WeeKirk conference last week. The kids all paid a visit to Nana and Papa's house (God Bless Them!) and returned snottier than when they left. Physically speaking, that is. Also, probably behavior-wise, too. 2. Our friends from Nashville and their sweet little girl arrived on Saturday and </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-post-shocking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-3803349454304477212</guid><pubDate>Thu, 24 Sep 2009 17:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-24T12:41:13.956-05:00</atom:updated><title>YUMMY!</title><atom:summary type='text'>There was one Oreo cookie left in the package and either Daddy or Mommy thought it would be fun for Eli to try it!What is this thing?I think I like it! Oh, yeah, it's realllllly good!  I am in LOVE!What? There aren't any more? I'm telling! AND then, she had to take a bath because she was covered, head to toe in chocolate from her cookie! :) Fun! Fun! Fun!</atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/09/yummy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/SrutVmAfotI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/yjedsJWSiec/s72-c/OreoCookies!+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-2179909725888673615</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 Sep 2009 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-19T19:33:58.524-05:00</atom:updated><title>Week in Review- Dinner</title><atom:summary type='text'>In efforts to be more organized, because can't we all, except Amy O'Brien, stand to be just a little bit more organized?, I have put together my menus for the next three months. Yup, three months.  I barely know what I want to eat in the next three minutes, let allow three months, but I felt it would be a good place to start. Part of the being more organized thing for me is to hold myself </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/09/week-in-review-dinner.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-811267238029665072</guid><pubDate>Sun, 13 Sep 2009 00:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-12T19:13:33.751-05:00</atom:updated><title>Now I know!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Jefferson has often referred to what I call goulash as Johnny Marzetti. I have NEVER heard it referred to that way in my life, but now I know....Johnny MarzettiFrom Wikipedia, the free encyclopediaJohnny Marzetti is a baked pasta dish, or casserole, consisting of noodles, tomato sauce, ground beef, and cheese. Other ingredients and seasonings may be added to adjust the taste. The dish originated </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/09/now-i-know.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-4588053942107986283</guid><pubDate>Fri, 11 Sep 2009 11:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T06:34:26.772-05:00</atom:updated><category domain='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#'>homeschool</category><title>Homeschooling Week Three</title><atom:summary type='text'>Hmm... what to write about today? We have just completed week three of homeschooling- two weeks in an itroductary Creation unit and one week in a unit on the Sun. Yesterday I did some informal testing with Superman using a Kindergarten Report Card I found online and it confirmed what I've suspected... he's really ahead of teh curriculum we're using, at least in terms of reading readiness. The </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/09/homeschooling-week-three.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-2786291365118300317</guid><pubDate>Tue, 01 Sep 2009 11:26:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T06:44:34.432-05:00</atom:updated><title>Happy day before your birthday Sweet Pea! :)</title><atom:summary type='text'></atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-day-before-your-birthday-sweet.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/Sp0GINf5zVI/AAAAAAAAA44/ivuE39Oco7E/s72-c/Elliana+Joy+Ellis+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-2106152335040974474</guid><pubDate>Tue, 25 Aug 2009 15:42:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-25T10:52:01.960-05:00</atom:updated><title>First Day of Kindergarten!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Today begins Superman's first day of Kindergarten.... and my first "official" day as his teacher. We've just completed our morning, complete with lessons, play time outside, snack, singing, and some other fun. It's almost lunch time and I thought I would take a quick break to share some photos of our morning together. Ladybug wants to be everywhere we are and Sweet Pea has decided it's time for </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-day-of-kindergarten.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/SpQIiOLLH4I/AAAAAAAAA4w/DVMOrMEtWsM/s72-c/First+Day+of+School+Riah+045.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-1643698741989175619</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Aug 2009 10:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-08-21T05:54:55.615-05:00</atom:updated><title>Sweet Pea's Saga</title><atom:summary type='text'>I will try to reconstruct the last few weeks as best I can, but given the fact that in the midst of all of this we said goodbye to our dear church family, Jefferson was ordained, we celebrated our 10 year anniversary and my birthday by moving... things may be a little sketchy.On August 2nd, a Sunday, Sweet Pea threw up on the way to church. No big deal, we ran home and got her a new dress and </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-peas-saga.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-404339477384396353</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Jul 2009 23:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-29T18:51:00.237-05:00</atom:updated><title>Oh, my little Ladybug</title><atom:summary type='text'>We've been having what you might call a "diffacult" time with Ladybug lately. She's emotional, defiant, peeing in strange places, and freaking out about clothing, her baby sister, and a host of other bizzare things. She is both completely charming and completely obnoxious. She can be the sweetest, most thoughtful little girl one minute and the next tear your head off and feed it to the lions. </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-my-little-ladybug.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/Sm4_ovJj_xI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/6IRz4b34GSE/s72-c/BellReunion+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-3737300388137022838</guid><pubDate>Tue, 28 Jul 2009 23:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-28T18:40:01.089-05:00</atom:updated><title>Bells, lots and lots of Bells</title><atom:summary type='text'>Yeah, I have a large family. My dad is one of 14 kids and I have several hundred cousins. Okay, more like 30 or so, but it feels like a few hundred. We just returned from the big Bell reunion, a biennial event held in various locations around the northeastern part of the country. Winning the right to host the reunion is a bit like hosting the Olympics, except there's less pagentry and no funny </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/07/bells-lots-and-lots-of-bells.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-4514060634163899006</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Jul 2009 23:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-27T18:40:00.583-05:00</atom:updated><title>Because I like to give 'em what they want...</title><atom:summary type='text'>And I think the people want a new blog....I know, it's been possibly forever since last I graced my adoreable blog with my sweet, sweet ramblings about our crazy little slice of life.... I could apologize, but I won't. Things are hectic here, as always and blogging about the madness just seems to get shoved, or flung, to the back burner. A few things of note: The college in the town where we </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/07/because-i-like-to-give-em-what-they.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-4772573715756355451</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 18:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T13:38:05.911-05:00</atom:updated><title>Nice</title><atom:summary type='text'>http://www.thepittsburghchannel.com/health/19822284/detail.htmlSo, apparently, the area I live in has a large concentration of pregnant women who smoke. Not cool. While at the lovely and terrific 4th of July parade the other day, I happened to be seated next to one of the wonderfully unintelligent pregnant smokers. Not only was my dear neighbor lighting up while smoking, she was CHAIN SMOKING. </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/07/nice.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-5034406508622708505</guid><pubDate>Fri, 26 Jun 2009 23:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-26T18:28:30.472-05:00</atom:updated><title>Moving!</title><atom:summary type='text'>It's been so long since I blogged, have I mentioned that we're moving? Jefferson will be pastor of a wonderful church near the Pittsburgh Airport beginning in August. We are thrilled that he is almost ordained and that we will be, Lord willing, settling in to a new home for a long while. The kids are pumped because we'll have a driveway. I am excited because we'll have room for a Homeschool room </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/06/moving.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/SkVYDQAgreI/AAAAAAAAA3A/fnaiLddT79s/s72-c/June+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-1909747729641651356</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jun 2009 19:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-15T14:38:45.745-05:00</atom:updated><title>The gang</title><atom:summary type='text'>Oh, dear. That's all I can really say. Last week, my dear Superman, in his quest to help me do the dishes, completely flooded the kitchen. He started out fine- washing, running water when needed and then setting things aside. I went upstairs to talk to Jefferson and see what the girls were up to and suddenly we all heard, " MOMMY, DADDY HELP THERE'S WATER EVERYWHERE!!!!!" We went running </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/06/gang.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-281030678931493348</guid><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2009 00:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-03T19:36:29.115-05:00</atom:updated><title>The Post where I cry... a lot</title><atom:summary type='text'>A few things of note: 1. Superman had some blood tests done recently to determine if he might have a chromosomal disorder that could explain 99.9% of his behavior, preferences, etc. The good news is that he does NOT have this disorder. The bad news is that he does NOT have this disorder. I cannot explain to anyone how this makes me feel. I have firmly believed that I might have stumbled onto an </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/06/post-where-i-cry-lot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-5844647664567180831</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jun 2009 10:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-02T05:54:18.333-05:00</atom:updated><title>My Husband is a GENUIS!</title><atom:summary type='text'>The other day, Jefferson was taking Superman to soccer (where Superman scored his first goal!) when they drove past the car rental place at the end of our road. Superman exclaimed, "DADDY YOU"RE A GENUIS".... The car rental company has an overabundance of red trucks and Superman felt that we had sold Daddy's truck in the fall so that we could get one of these wonderful, new red trucks! So cute!</atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-husband-is-genuis.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-7032113260446521816</guid><pubDate>Fri, 29 May 2009 15:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-29T10:32:36.749-05:00</atom:updated><title>Well that lasted all of three hours!</title><atom:summary type='text'>Today is Friday, which in our house last week was the first official "TV-Free Friday". That went pretty well, and the kids only watched tv after they didn't go to be and ended up in our room watching Phineas and Ferb with their dad. (Please note sarcasm). So, today, being Friday, is TV-Free Friday once again. The children have been up since 7. The tv remained off until 10:05, which was the exact </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/well-that-lasted-all-of-three-hours.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-4111960036547868011</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 12:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-27T07:33:52.887-05:00</atom:updated><title>Walking with Sweet Pea</title><atom:summary type='text'>Sweet Pea and I went for a walk together this morning while everyone else was sleeping. And when I say we walked, I mean, I walked and she rode along in the backpack carrier, because clearly, Sweet Pea is 8 months old and isn't walking. The not walking isn't for lack of desire, just lack of maturity.... Sweet Pea cracks me up because she looks more and more like Superman everyday AND she is </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/walking-with-sweet-pea.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-3838736998239977700</guid><pubDate>Wed, 27 May 2009 01:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-26T20:42:18.282-05:00</atom:updated><title>Questions?</title><atom:summary type='text'>Do fish have eyelids? (Watching the Penguins playoff game)-Who are the good guys?How did God make people?Good news... turning five has made Superman ask A LOT of questions recently. These are just the three from the last three minutes! I'll try to keep a running list for your reading pleasure.</atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/questions.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-7726178604157424459</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 May 2009 23:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-20T19:05:57.446-05:00</atom:updated><title>Today!</title><atom:summary type='text'>So today was Superman's preschool picnic at the park. We took lunch, picked Jefferson up from the church and headed out. Superman and Ladybug had an absolute blast playing and possibly even eating something. Ladybug followed her big brother and his friends around the playground practically the entire time! I thought at first he was playing nicely with Ladybug, until I realized that he was merely </atom:summary><enclosure type='video/mp4' url='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=89a4aaadd8c3262c&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/today.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_e26DuecNV_E/ShSYgPTIEJI/AAAAAAAAA2Y/SRGnH1qN-JQ/s72-c/swarmofbees+004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-6167620798807351633</guid><pubDate>Tue, 19 May 2009 01:52:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-18T20:57:46.715-05:00</atom:updated><title>It ain't easy being green.</title><atom:summary type='text'>Tadpoles. Lots of them. Sitting in a pretzel barrel on the kitchen counter.Happy kids. Excited mom.Amused (I think) husband.Last night at Youth group, Beth mentioned all the tadpoles she collected off of her swimming pool..... :) Having never seen a tadpole go from tadpoley to froggy, I was intrigued. She called tonight and said she had a bunch if we wanted them and it took me a split second to </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/it-aint-easy-being-green.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8035383691156269239.post-6775398865282845648</guid><pubDate>Wed, 13 May 2009 20:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-05-13T16:32:25.262-05:00</atom:updated><title>Thinking</title><atom:summary type='text'>What to write about today? The urge to blog, the time to blog (one child sleeping and two more watching an unexpected Phineas and Ferb marathon on Disney Channel)... but alas, writer's block, or is it blogger's block? At any rate, I'm stuck! You should know it's not for lack of subject matter, but maybe more because I'm not sure where to begin! I got up at 6 this morning, on purpose (I know!), </atom:summary><link>http://ellistribe.blogspot.com/2009/05/thinking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Lisa)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>