<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477</id><updated>2009-02-21T03:28:43.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This Southern Belle's Musings</title><subtitle type='html'>"Darlin', don't ever take a Southern woman for granted!" [tm]</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>513</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-6598578495021543587</id><published>2008-01-10T14:15:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:32:59.647-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Changes Ahead ...</title><summary type='text'>All of the previous entries from 2004 - 2007 will be removed as the days and weeks progress (over six hundred entries will take some time).      It is time for a change.      As the old signs would say, "Watch This Space" for the changes that will be coming soon. Category:   Life(c)     2008     This Southern Belle's Life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/6598578495021543587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/6598578495021543587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2007/06/fridays-sun-sign.html' title='Big Changes Ahead ...'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-115254334076114118</id><published>2006-07-10T10:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T10:55:40.806-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Ninth Circle Of . . .</title><summary type='text'>For anyone who noticed or cared . . .I have been "locked-out" of Blogger for almost two months due to some freaky glitch in the system that was NOT recognizing my user name &amp; password.  All of my attempts to contact Blogger support was in vain.  In addition, I was having problems with my cable internet connection, making it difficult to connect to the internet and get support for my blog problems</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/115254334076114118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/115254334076114118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/07/ninth-circle-of.html' title='The Ninth Circle Of . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114886402197062053</id><published>2006-05-28T20:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T20:53:41.990-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Circle of Love . . .</title><summary type='text'>The symbol of the "circle" has endured as a metaphor for love and commitment.       Lovers have exchanged gold bands as a symbol of commitment for more than 1000 years.      Ancients believed that the veins from the third finger of the left hand actually led to the heart; hence the nomination of the ring finger as the symbol of unending love and unity.Being Irish, I really like the Irish Royal </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114886402197062053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114886402197062053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/circle-of-love.html' title='Circle of Love . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114886630025160346</id><published>2006-05-28T19:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-28T21:31:40.270-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings - Week 173</title><summary type='text'>This week's Unconscious Mutterings meme: Bounce ::   dryer sheets; Wasting time ::   Procrastination; Utility ::   bills; London ::   Calling; Pregnant ::   E.P.T.; Cranberry ::   Juice; International ::   House of Pancakes; Disappointment ::   Heartbreak; Sponsor ::   And Now A Word From Our . . .; Second ::   Place. Category::   "Memes"Technorati:  "My personal tags"(c)     2006     This </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114886630025160346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114886630025160346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/unconscious-mutterings-week-173.html' title='Unconscious Mutterings - Week 173'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114838743515736525</id><published>2006-05-23T08:29:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T08:30:35.183-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Say What?!?!?</title><summary type='text'>I just read an article called the Top 10 Business Buzzwords.      Why do people seem to like to "verb" words?     I guess that's how to catch the latest buzz, huh?The words that made the Top-10 are:   Drive;    Incent;    Delayering;    Narcissurfing;    Deep dive;    Bleeding edge;    Offline;    Ping;    Al desko; and    Defrag. and you can check out the detailed descriptions of each word in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114838743515736525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114838743515736525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/say-what.html' title='Say What?!?!?'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114839475784193918</id><published>2006-05-23T01:23:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T10:40:55.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Far Away . . .</title><summary type='text'>The entire Nickleback CD is terrific, but this is my new favorite song.      It has a lot of emotion wrapped up in it, both in the lyrics, and in the moment when it was first played for me by someone very special.Far AwayBy NickelbackBestVideoCodes.comCD: "All The Right Reasons"Category::   MusicTechnorati:  "My personal tags"(c)     2006     This Southern Belle's Life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114839475784193918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114839475784193918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/far-away.html' title='Far Away . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114838927195435894</id><published>2006-05-22T08:59:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-23T09:01:11.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness - Simple Things ...</title><summary type='text'>This week's Monday Madness meme:How many simple things have you learned to appreciate more, for one reason or another?      Please list them and feel free to elaborate on each.  Sunsets;  Wishing on Stars;  Rainbows;  Children's Laughter;  Holding Hands;  Stolen Glances;  Piggy Banks;  Drum Sticks;             Neighbors Who Keep To Themselves; and  The "Repeat" Button on the Stereo, CD Player, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114838927195435894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114838927195435894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/monday-madness-simple-things.html' title='Monday Madness - Simple Things ...'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114670597253905173</id><published>2006-05-03T21:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-05-03T21:26:12.556-04:00</updated><title type='text'>M.I.A., Again . . .</title><summary type='text'>My blog-life is suffering . . . Do my cyber-friends think I have abandoned them completely?      Please don't think I have deserted you, my friends . . . it is just that 'life' has really been in 'high-gear' these days.     I will have some 'down-time' shortly - I'll be having surgery on May 17th to remove my ankle 'hardware' and will be back in a cast for a few weeks - immobile - so I should </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114670597253905173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114670597253905173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/05/mia-again.html' title='M.I.A., Again . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114565362764584499</id><published>2006-04-21T17:02:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T17:07:07.663-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Miss Me?!?</title><summary type='text'>The weather has been absolutely beautiful for the last week and a half (until mega-thunderstorms, lightning and hail arrived Wednesday / Thursday).     Up until then, it had definitely been, as Jimmy Buffett says, some "rag-top days" and I had taken full advantage of my convertible.       I've not been near a computer very much lately, either.      That's also (part of the reason) why I haven't </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114565362764584499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114565362764584499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/miss-me.html' title='Miss Me?!?'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114472155393985899</id><published>2006-04-10T22:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T22:12:33.960-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On The Line . . .</title><summary type='text'>Truman: "Good morning, and in case I don't see ya, good afternoon, good evening, and good night!"- The Truman Show (1998)I've had a little "extra" something in my days lately, and it's amazing what those few seconds in the morning and evening can do to "color" my whole day.      What is this little something, you ask?       It is just a phone call around 8:00 every morning and 10:00 every evening</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114472155393985899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114472155393985899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/on-line.html' title='On The Line . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114478502706388795</id><published>2006-04-10T15:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-11T15:50:27.166-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><summary type='text'>This week's Monday Madness meme:Do you like to shop?    Absolutely!IF YES, answer the following: 1.   What is your favorite store?     Why?     That is difficult to narrow down -- I guess my top five stores would be (in no particular order): Victoria's Secret, Macy's, Neiman-Marcus, Belk, and L.L.Bean.     Why?, because the stores carry my favorite things (clothing, cosmetics, jewelry, lingerie, </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114478502706388795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114478502706388795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/monday-madness_10.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114444564781071401</id><published>2006-04-07T16:56:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-10T17:59:28.676-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Me?   Desperate?</title><summary type='text'>Do you know what someone recently had the audacity to call me? A Desperate Housewife At first, I was offended.     Then, I considered the source, and realized the comment was, actually, a back-handed compliment (whether she knew it or not).  ______________________________________________________Everyone has a little dirty laundry.  - abc.com  Congratulations!     You are Edie Britt, the serial </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444564781071401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444564781071401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/me-desperate_07.html' title='Me?   Desperate?'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114444937912080916</id><published>2006-04-07T15:58:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T18:36:19.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Top 5 On Friday - Week 66</title><summary type='text'>This week's The Music Memoirs meme:Top 5 On Friday - Week 66 Top 5 songs played on your iPod.  One Last Breath - Creed  1985 - Bowling for Soup  Lyin' Eyes - The Eagles  Everybody Out Of The Water - The Wallflowers  With Arms Wide Open - CreedCategory::   "Memes"Technorati:  "My personal tags"(c)     2006     A Southern Belle's Life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444937912080916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444937912080916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/top-5-on-friday-week-66_07.html' title='Top 5 On Friday - Week 66'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114444658587804466</id><published>2006-04-07T15:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:49:45.880-04:00</updated><title type='text'>T.G.I.F. - Health Buff</title><summary type='text'>This week's T.G.I.F. meme:1.   How many glasses of water do you drink in a day?     Never enough. 2.   Do you watch what you eat?      Yes, most of the time.3.   What physical fitness regimen do you follow?     Work out at the gym 3-4 times a week with some extra cardio mixed in throughout the week.4.   How many hours of sleep do you need every night?     Need?     6-7.     Get?     A lot less - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444658587804466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444658587804466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/tgif-health-buff.html' title='T.G.I.F. - Health Buff'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114444587862596063</id><published>2006-04-07T15:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-07T17:37:58.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday Fiver</title><summary type='text'>This week's Friday Fiver meme:1.   What's the weather like?     Beautiful, bright, sunny, low 80s.2.   When is the last time you felt appreciated?     Just a few minutes ago when I received a telephone call from someone who loves me!    :-)3.   What is the last bad news you heard?     "It's 2:20 already."4.   What is your favorite sad song?     Here Without You - 3 Doors Down5.   Tell us about </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444587862596063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114444587862596063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/friday-fiver.html' title='Friday Fiver'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114410574944193092</id><published>2006-04-03T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T19:09:09.563-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Enough Said . . .</title><summary type='text'>Wanna see what really cranks-my-tractor?Christopher MeloniThe thing is, . . . um, . . . I actually know someone who looks amazingly just like Christopher, only bigger . . . *heavy sigh*Category::   "Heart-Throb"Technorati:  "My personal tags"(c)     2006     A Southern Belle's Life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114410574944193092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114410574944193092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/enough-said.html' title='Enough Said . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114409661741778537</id><published>2006-04-03T16:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:36:57.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday Madness</title><summary type='text'>This week's Monday Madness meme . . .  1.   Do you own any box sets of your favorite shows?     Yes, a few.     I have some Homicide: Life on the Streets and CSI early seasons.2.   Are you penpals with other people?     Not snailmail, but e-mail.3.   Do you still send out real, paper cards in the mail?     Yes - holidays, birthdays, special occasions, etc.4.   Have you ever bought or sold </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114409661741778537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114409661741778537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/monday-madness.html' title='Monday Madness'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114409562157593451</id><published>2006-04-02T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T16:20:21.590-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconscious Mutterings - Week 165</title><summary type='text'>This week's Unconscious Mutterings meme . . .   Desire ::  , Heart's; Sleep ::  Deprivation; Lost ::  Weight; 2006 ::  Resolutions; Pump ::  Iron; Space ::  Not Enough; Stuck ::  On You; Reference::  Books; Birth::  Order; Hand::  Signals. Category::   "Memes"Technorati:  "My personal tags"(c)     2006     A Southern Belle's Life</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114409562157593451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114409562157593451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/04/unconscious-mutterings-week-165.html' title='Unconscious Mutterings - Week 165'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114372356177376340</id><published>2006-03-30T07:55:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-30T07:59:21.806-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Fences Make . . .</title><summary type='text'>This old adage doesn't really hold a lot of truth for me right now . . . The tale of the traveling fence continues . . .        Since the original [name withheld] Fence Company refuses to stand behind their work and move the portion of the fence that they installed incorrectly, it seems that we will be forced to file a case in Court to reach a settlement on that issue.      In the meantime, to "</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114372356177376340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114372356177376340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/good-fences-make.html' title='Good Fences Make . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114368193017788245</id><published>2006-03-29T20:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T20:25:30.193-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kicks-N-Giggles ...</title><summary type='text'>Okay.       I can't believe I'm actually even admitting this.     But, it is just too darned funny to keep to myself.      So, picture this . . . I'm having a phone conversation yesterday afternoon with a friend while I was driving to take care of an errand, and it is just digressing into total silliness.     Everything we said turned into giggles.     After thirty or forty minutes, I had already</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114368193017788245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114368193017788245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/kicks-n-giggles.html' title='Kicks-N-Giggles ...'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114364552251385275</id><published>2006-03-29T10:16:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T10:18:42.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Catch-Up Memes . . .</title><summary type='text'>Better late than never, right?This week's Ten On Tuesday meme:10 Things That People Do That Annoy You(in no particular order) People who are guilty of the following:  Talking loudly on cellphones in public places (restaurants, grocers, etc.) or quiet places (doctor's offices, etc) - or worse - those danged walkie-talkie type cells, as if we want to hear both sides of the conversation - yelled - </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114364552251385275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114364552251385275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/catch-up-memes.html' title='Catch-Up Memes . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114244397440183402</id><published>2006-03-28T23:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-29T13:28:12.513-05:00</updated><title type='text'>"Friends Are Forevah"</title><summary type='text'>*MARCH STICKY*GRITS Friends Are Forevah: A Southern-Style Celebration of Women.      Deborah Ford's latest book which was recently published by Dutton Adult, ISBN: 0525949186, available through Amazon.com, contains a contribution entitled "Lucy &amp; Ethel," on Page 112 written by me, and is a loving tribute to an old friend who I still miss very much. Forgive the slightly over-indulgent display of </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114244397440183402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114244397440183402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/friends-are-forevah.html' title='&lt;I&gt;&quot;Friends Are Forevah&quot;&lt;/I&gt;'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114349004296318730</id><published>2006-03-27T14:59:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-27T15:07:22.976-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Friends . . .</title><summary type='text'>I know I haven't checked-in for almost a week . . . but, oh, what a week it has been . . .         It is sometimes so amazing to me how subtle, almost unperceivable, "connections" between two people can be so instantaneous and electric!        It is especially amazing when you discover that you click on so many different levels and feel as if you've known one another all of your lives.        </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114349004296318730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114349004296318730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/new-friends.html' title='New Friends . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114297027113714463</id><published>2006-03-21T14:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T17:56:57.276-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Admiration Society . . .</title><summary type='text'>I admit it.     Even though I'm still working (and meeting most deadlines...), I have lost my voice.     No, not literally, but that 'figurative voice' that is expressed through creativity and artistic talent.     I feel as if I'm simply "going-thru-the-motions," but not really tapping my true potential.      Is my muse, perhaps, on extended holiday?Consider the ever-upbeat, bubbly personality </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114297027113714463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114297027113714463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/admiration-society.html' title='Admiration Society . . .'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6881477.post-114295841540620760</id><published>2006-03-21T10:19:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T12:34:24.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Things You Worry About</title><summary type='text'>This week's Ten On Tuesday meme:(in no particular order)  My parents (health and aging);   Our business (profitability and continued success);   My studio (networking, booking shows, meeting deadlines);   A recent property dispute with a neighbor (very ugly);   A distorted body image (fashion, plastic surgeons and advertising have us convinced that we're all imperfect);   Aging (there's no such </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114295841540620760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6881477/posts/default/114295841540620760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://asouthernbelle.blogspot.com/2006/03/10-things-you-worry-about.html' title='10 Things You Worry About'/><author><name>Kitty</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17141478652049429583</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='12784022617662809120'/></author></entry></feed>