<?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-6894220717293034070</id><updated>2011-09-28T15:16:18.726-07:00</updated><category term='worry'/><category term='frost on lake'/><category term='rain'/><category term='cold foggy morning'/><category term='social club by shannon'/><category term='working from home'/><category term='being a son'/><category term='lake'/><category term='messy'/><category term='ugly day'/><category term='shannon newbern malone'/><category term='cutter wayne malone'/><category term='wind'/><category term='life for teenages'/><category term='life'/><title type='text'>Daily</title><subtitle type='html'>Daily postings by Shannon</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>14</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-1206203896236761839</id><published>2010-12-29T04:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-29T04:55:06.897-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='social club by shannon'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cold foggy morning'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon newbern malone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='frost on lake'/><title type='text'>"COLD FOGGY MORNING"</title><content type='html'>As I sit on my couch, all wrapped in my winter robe, with a cup of coffee---&lt;br /&gt;I look out over the lake, with the sun coming up slowly--peaking through the fog.  The frost covers, the grass on the yard &amp; the tin on the boat house. The cold makes me move slow, in the mornings--it's almost like, it's not Florida. When it is cold outside, time seems to almost stand still---&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-1206203896236761839?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/1206203896236761839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/cold-foggy-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/1206203896236761839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/1206203896236761839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/12/cold-foggy-morning.html' title='&quot;COLD FOGGY MORNING&quot;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-3460783846973907812</id><published>2010-06-29T10:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:50:51.830-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life for teenages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cutter wayne malone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='being a son'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon newbern malone'/><title type='text'>Cutter, Cutter, &amp; More---------- CUTTER MALONE--My Son</title><content type='html'>Well, God knew what he was doing, when he gave me Cutter, of course----BUT---am I suppose to be so tested at my age, because, I am way toooo old for kids to test me anymore.  Cutter Malone could write a book on "How to Play Your Mom"---I really don't know why he doesn't, then we all could retire!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talking about being "19 yrs old" and lost to the world--not knowing--which way to go or what to do.  I've helped in everyway I know how, now it's up to him.  But, will he get it???  Hopefully--he will in time, understand life &amp; what it means to be responsible.      &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving My Cutter---&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-3460783846973907812?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3460783846973907812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/06/cutter-cutter-more-cutter-malone-my-son.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/3460783846973907812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/3460783846973907812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/06/cutter-cutter-more-cutter-malone-my-son.html' title='Cutter, Cutter, &amp; More---------- CUTTER MALONE--My Son'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-6993439258906456009</id><published>2010-03-09T16:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:31:05.616-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Quiet Day</title><content type='html'>As I sit &amp; work from home today---not feeling well--sore throat-again!!  It's quiet in the house.  Everyone is gone for the day &amp; I love it. Work seems to flow by &amp; I get alot done.  TV is off, just the quietness--it's hard to explain, how I do like the quietness-just like sometimes, in the mornings with my coffee, I sit in the dark overlooking the lake, watching the sun come up--just sitting--being quiet!!  It's my time for saying a few prayers, wondering what today will bring &amp; what all went on yesterday--&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful day!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-6993439258906456009?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/6993439258906456009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/quiet-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/6993439258906456009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/6993439258906456009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/03/quiet-day.html' title='Quiet Day'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-3020842149410680637</id><published>2010-02-01T13:31:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T13:57:26.478-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ugly day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lake'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wind'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rain'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='messy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='working from home'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='shannon newbern malone'/><title type='text'>Messy Day---Rain &amp; Wind</title><content type='html'>As I sit home today---sick with a cold---I watch the rain &amp; the wind, out over the lake. It is beautiful. This all started at 5:30am---getting ready for work, I decided I still did not feel well, from yesterdays sore throat. So, here I sit, home from work or working from home, which is a privilege for me. Neither, here or there, I did not go out today or yesterday. Working alittle, watching TV, talking on the phone, reading alittle, I guess you could say "alittle of everything" trying to rest up for tomorrow's busy day. No sun at all today, just plain ugly, all day! I feel sorry for those people, having to drive today, which I am usually, one of them.&lt;br /&gt;Ugly day--when out in it, but how beautiful, when I sit &amp; look out over the lake, watching the big, old, Oak Tree blowing in the wind &amp; the birds sitting still on the dock.&lt;br /&gt;I will be better tomorrow---hope to see some sunshine!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-3020842149410680637?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/3020842149410680637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/messy-day-rain-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/3020842149410680637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/3020842149410680637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/02/messy-day-rain-wind.html' title='Messy Day---Rain &amp; Wind'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-785168756326146121</id><published>2010-01-09T13:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-09T14:02:14.368-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Cold &amp; Rainy Day"</title><content type='html'>Well, we (Cassi &amp; I) were disappointed in NO SNOW today in Florida---It's been cold all day---no sunshine---looks like its about to rain, or maybe snow!!!  Been in our PJ's all day--how much fun is that!!!  We watched the movie "Bewitched"---made Spaghetti,for lunch---now we've made Apple Crisp for dessert---hot &amp; delicious!!&lt;br /&gt;More movies to come, Georgia Rules, at 7:00pm---then maybe alittle coffee, with that apple crisp---what a great night &amp; oh ya, Cassi says we have to have popcorn---&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has a wonderful, warm evening--we are--&lt;br /&gt;Cassi &amp; Grandma&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-785168756326146121?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/785168756326146121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cold-rainy-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/785168756326146121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/785168756326146121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2010/01/cold-rainy-day.html' title='&quot;Cold &amp; Rainy Day&quot;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-7567639702397177408</id><published>2009-11-05T06:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T06:16:50.563-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='worry'/><title type='text'>The Beauty of the Day---</title><content type='html'>As I sit on the lake, swinging in my swing---I wonder where I will be, in a year from now, even 5 years from now!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, when I feel "lost"---I look at, the beauty of the day--this is what I like to think about!!  I try to be thankful of what God has given me &amp; put my worries on him. I try not to take anything for granted!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worry---what does it really mean???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your day!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-7567639702397177408?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/7567639702397177408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-of-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/7567639702397177408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/7567639702397177408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/11/beauty-of-day.html' title='The Beauty of the Day---'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-540501115865476754</id><published>2009-09-24T04:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T04:49:21.113-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WHY" do people "FIGHT"</title><content type='html'>At my age, (which is 56) I still can not figure out "WHY" people fight &amp; argue!!! It amazes me of the many reasons, someone thinks, that--he or she, either--has the power or wants the power or wants the attention or wants a distraction or wants a reason to leave the house---to create a fight!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where does it get you??? NOWHERE----causes alot of heartache on everyone (especially children, if they see or hear anything) I just think people, men &amp; women, are "STUPID" when it comes to fighting---don't get my wrong, I've done my fair share of being a total bitch---but I have now realized, that it got me nowhere. I think of those moments--how much time was wasted!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is tooooo, short---people need to be respectful of one another &amp; appreciate their life, that God has given them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-540501115865476754?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/540501115865476754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-people-fight.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/540501115865476754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/540501115865476754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/why-do-people-fight.html' title='&quot;WHY&quot; do people &quot;FIGHT&quot;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-8597825185658035126</id><published>2009-09-06T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-06T06:30:44.710-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"WORRY" of Teenagers</title><content type='html'>This is a new chapter in my life---having a 19 yr. old son living with me, after he has been at his Dad's for 2 yrs. Well, I have come to realize, out of 4 children---not one, has lived with me after High School!!! What the hell, was I thinking!!! I guess, you could say I had no choice---he was running wild in Tennessee, I MEAN WILD----20,000 miles on a new truck, in 3 months---don't get your calculator out, that is around 1,700 miles a week, which 17 is my lucky number, which, Thank God, he survived! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's here---NOW WHAT?? Can I play hard ass--NO!---tell him what to do--NO! Ground him--NO! My only leverage is "The Truck"---he just doesn't know it, YET!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many sleepless nights in the last 4 weeks---WORRY is the word!!! All of you parents know what this is like. Right now, I am letting him make his own decisions, the only thing I have ask, is to let me know, he is OK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a WORRY-WART, I find is nerve racking!! &lt;br /&gt;The weird thing is---he (as in Cutter) doesn't even notice---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving Your Kids--I'll take any suggestions--&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-8597825185658035126?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8597825185658035126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/worry-of-teenagers.html#comment-form' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/8597825185658035126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/8597825185658035126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/09/worry-of-teenagers.html' title='&quot;WORRY&quot; of Teenagers'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-8196727728254309516</id><published>2009-08-19T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T12:46:57.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"CUTTER"</title><content type='html'>Cutter is home from Tennessee!!!  It has been a busy week for me, not use to the routine of 3 teenage boys in the house.  Alittle crazy, to say the least.  Cutter is now 19, did not like community college, so that went out the window!  Now, that he is back, he wants his own business. DOESN'T WANT TO ANSWER TO ANYONE--who does that sound like?? So now we have it!  C &amp; C Vending---placing bubble gum machines.  He did this alittle in TN, hopefully since he is not lazy, this will give him something to build. He wants this so bad, I am trying to let him do this on his own.  He does have the will &amp; he is just stubborn enough to make this go.  This is not what I wanted for Cutter, but I will support him, in what he believes he can do.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life Lesson for Cutter this week is working on a roof, in this hot-steamy Florida weather.  He has found out QUICK-that roof work is not for him.  Just part-time is to much.  He has to get up at 5:00am &amp; doesn't get home till 5:00pm.  12 hour days, in this heat...will make you spin for hours.  Hopefully, Cutter will find his way soon, because if not, he is going to drive my crazy! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel he thinks he's lost.  Trying to find your way sometimes, just isn't easy.  We are blessed to have Cutter, God knew what he was doing, when he gave me him last!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-8196727728254309516?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/8196727728254309516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutter.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/8196727728254309516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/8196727728254309516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutter.html' title='&quot;CUTTER&quot;'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-4407453553499671352</id><published>2009-08-07T06:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:41:44.774-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutter---Is Coming Home!!!</title><content type='html'>Well, today is the day...Cutter is coming home from Tennessee---he has been living with his Dad (my sh-thead Ex)for the last 2 yrs. The only thing I can give my ex at this point is, Cutter did graduate! Thank God...other than that, I give my Ex nothing!&lt;br /&gt;Thank God for McKenzie, she got him through yesterday! What a great sister...but lets just hope, she doesn't drop him off on the side of the road on the way home from Tennessee! Cutter could put this in her mind..so I have my fingers crossed, that they will make it home safely.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday started out, full of sh-t, the U-Haul won't rent to an Explorer..which I did not know that...now we do. So the next step was, to rent a trailer (because, again, my sh-thead ex, wouldn't help w/his pick-up) to take all Cutter's furniture over to McKenzie's apt in her 2nd bedroom...for her to have, which works out great, for a guest room for her &amp; Ryan. So that made her happy! So, the easy street for me is, when Cutter is ready to "move-out" from us...he will get new stuff, which is what it would of cost, for a stupid U-haul anyway..&lt;br /&gt;Long story short...Thank You (mother) McKenzie, for getting him home. Now I can go on drugs &amp; hopefully he won't drive my crazy! (which we all know, he WILL!)&lt;br /&gt;With All My Love (especially,for my Cutter)&lt;br /&gt;MOM----&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-4407453553499671352?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4407453553499671352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutter-is-coming-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/4407453553499671352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/4407453553499671352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/cutter-is-coming-home.html' title='Cutter---Is Coming Home!!!'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-2470075038366204418</id><published>2009-08-02T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T05:51:42.761-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Teenagers "RUDE" Alarm Clocks</title><content type='html'>What the hell, is this all about!! Their (alarm clocks) freakin "GO OFF" and then, they just lay there &amp; continually let it sound off---bonker noise or shit music! At least put it on Country, if I have to hear it---and this is upstairs! Sounding off all over the house. It's Bullshit! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who else lives in the house?? Nevermind---It doesn't matter---&lt;br /&gt;Do they think once---HELL NO---that alittle quitness at 6:00am would be needed &amp; wanted! (desperately) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing is---then they get dressed, go out the door---then the damn thing is still yelling down the stairs &amp; of course---you/(I)---try to turn the damn thing off &amp; NO---that doesn't stop it either---&lt;br /&gt;They have a CODE---you think???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just venting----LOL---&lt;br /&gt;Have a wonderful &amp; fun day!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-2470075038366204418?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2470075038366204418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/teenagers-rude-alarm-clocks.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/2470075038366204418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/2470075038366204418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/08/teenagers-rude-alarm-clocks.html' title='Teenagers &quot;RUDE&quot; Alarm Clocks'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-2323892534160377612</id><published>2009-07-31T08:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T08:20:19.382-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Never put off til tomorrow, what can be put off, til the day after tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Mark Twain&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-2323892534160377612?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/2323892534160377612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-put-off-til-tomorrow-what-can-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/2323892534160377612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/2323892534160377612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/never-put-off-til-tomorrow-what-can-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-712902900713931163</id><published>2009-07-25T08:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T08:49:14.753-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Love All, Trust a Few"&lt;br /&gt;            by:  William Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All comments are welcomed,  what does this mean, to you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next visit!&lt;br /&gt;Shannon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6894220717293034070-712902900713931163?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/712902900713931163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-all-trust-few-by-william.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/712902900713931163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/712902900713931163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/love-all-trust-few-by-william.html' title=''/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6894220717293034070.post-4452530671811247528</id><published>2009-07-18T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T11:11:22.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Future</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmH1NK-R5fI/AAAAAAAAABo/GZpKg27MrkQ/s1600-h/vlindervector2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;"The future belongs to those,&lt;br /&gt;who believe in the beauty of their dreams."&lt;/div&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/6894220717293034070-4452530671811247528?l=socialclubquotes.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/feeds/4452530671811247528/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/future.html#comment-form' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/4452530671811247528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6894220717293034070/posts/default/4452530671811247528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://socialclubquotes.blogspot.com/2009/07/future.html' title='Future'/><author><name>Shannon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06932019515368030960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='21' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_oQHk6ZtgXEk/SmI6OfuDNlI/AAAAAAAAACU/NTyuR-KvU14/S220/shannon.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
