<?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-3793895688957818688</id><updated>2012-02-02T10:26:44.949Z</updated><category term='Saude'/><category term='Analytics'/><category term='Prédio'/><category term='Prémios'/><category term='Ginásio'/><category term='Beleza'/><category term='Desafios'/><category term='Passatempo'/><category term='Perguntas'/><category term='Trabalho'/><category term='Merlin'/><category term='Filmes'/><category term='Humor'/><category term='Fotografia'/><category term='Livros'/><category term='Factos Reais'/><category term='Datas para Comemorar'/><category term='Testes'/><category term='Receitas'/><category term='Detesto'/><category term='Eu'/><category term='Mala Maquilhagem'/><category term='Barracadas'/><category term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>Blog da Marisa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1763836033451131502</id><published>2010-09-13T01:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T02:45:36.759+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Elevador Volta a Atacar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TI1hlVSawmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/u_Ke-qHNvbk/s1600/porta+chaves+girafa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TI1hlVSawmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/u_Ke-qHNvbk/s320/porta+chaves+girafa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516172412596175458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois do episódio de ficar lá fechada com o vizinho um par de horas, "ele" andava muito sossegado... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Até HOJE&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vinha eu um bocado carregada com um saco de frascos de vidro, dois sacos de maçãs e ameixas para fazer compota, chaves do carro e de casa na mão. Chego ao meu andar, o elevador pára... Eu vou para sair e deixo cair a chave... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;De momento o meu coração parou, mas assim que olho e vejo as chaves "deitadas" nas traves do fosso, "deu-se-me" um alivio. Baixei-me &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lentamente&lt;/span&gt; para a apanhar e...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até parecia cena de um filme... Assim que as estou a alcançar,  a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;desgraçada da porta lembra-se de fechar&lt;/span&gt;, abanando a estrutura toda e eu só vi o meu querido molho de chaves a ir por ali abaixo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Respirei fundo, contei mentalmente até 10, digitei o -2 e lá fui a acelerar por ali fora, a casa dos meus pais, buscar a cópia das chaves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estava eu a falar com a minha mãe, que desceu para mas dar... Aproxima-se um carro com um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;casal de idosos&lt;/span&gt;, daqueles que já nem deviam conduzir, muito menos à noite, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;completamente perdidos&lt;/span&gt;. Queriam ir para São João da Madeira.&lt;br /&gt;Disse-lhes para irem atrás de mim, uma vez que eu tinha de passar na estrada por onde eles tinham de ir. Assim que viram &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a placa&lt;/span&gt;, apitaram com as mãos no ar a agradecer.&lt;br /&gt;Coitados... E foi assim que pratiquei a boa acção do dia, aliás da noite LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora isto é assim... O sacana do elevador &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;NÃO&lt;/span&gt; volta a apanhar as minhas chaves, que eu vou tratar de lhes por um porta chaves enorme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Btw... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Adorei o da girafinha&lt;/span&gt;... (imaginem-me a fazer aqueles olhinhos de gato do shrek) LOOOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-1763836033451131502?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1763836033451131502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1763836033451131502&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1763836033451131502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1763836033451131502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/09/o-elevador-volta-atacar.html' title='O Elevador Volta a Atacar!!!'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TI1hlVSawmI/AAAAAAAAAtc/u_Ke-qHNvbk/s72-c/porta+chaves+girafa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7239776220296669263</id><published>2010-09-02T18:49:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T23:24:24.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não Me Esqueço De Ti....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TH_kY191CBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zoY6Eyef5n0/s1600/dandelion.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TH_kY191CBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zoY6Eyef5n0/s320/dandelion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512375584379176978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="258"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5Pze_mdbOK8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/5Pze_mdbOK8?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="400" height="258"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I Look To You Every Single Day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-7239776220296669263?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7239776220296669263/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7239776220296669263&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7239776220296669263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7239776220296669263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/09/nao-me-esqueco-de-ti.html' title='Não Me Esqueço De Ti....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/TH_kY191CBI/AAAAAAAAAtE/zoY6Eyef5n0/s72-c/dandelion.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6064849784484403502</id><published>2010-04-20T15:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T16:06:42.498+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>As sogras</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S83Adii_biI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yXLmDSCqtnc/s1600/sogras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 296px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S83Adii_biI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yXLmDSCqtnc/s320/sogras.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462233536792587810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não venho dizer, nem mal nem bem das sogras. Venho apenas fazer um apelo a todas as mães.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por favor, sejam mais flexíveis com a vossa "nora"/"genro". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lembrem-se, que se os vossos filhos, escolheram aquela pessoa, é porque gostam dela e querem ser felizes ao lado dela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Arranjar conflitos entre os dois, só vai contribuir para a infelicidade do vosso filho/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;É isso que querem? Não são vocês, que dizem que a felicidade dos vossos filhos é a coisa mais importante? Então contribuam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A mãe tem sempre um lugar especial, que nunca será "roubado" por ninguém.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Não é uma "queixa" pessoal, até porque não tenho "sogra", mas ultimamente ando triste por ver os meus amigos/amigas com problemas deste género.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6064849784484403502?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6064849784484403502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6064849784484403502&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6064849784484403502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6064849784484403502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/04/as-sogras.html' title='As sogras'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S83Adii_biI/AAAAAAAAAs0/yXLmDSCqtnc/s72-c/sogras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-875759497370956845</id><published>2010-04-14T18:24:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T18:29:12.380+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>.......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8X6XKOv_YI/AAAAAAAAAr0/pDSwMFWOfPs/s1600/water.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 260px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8X6XKOv_YI/AAAAAAAAAr0/pDSwMFWOfPs/s320/water.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460045399046749570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lamento...  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu sou assim mesmo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Santos, o prazer é todo meu....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-875759497370956845?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/875759497370956845/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=875759497370956845&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/875759497370956845'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/875759497370956845'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/04/blog-post.html' title='.......'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8X6XKOv_YI/AAAAAAAAAr0/pDSwMFWOfPs/s72-c/water.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-901966917456144640</id><published>2010-04-11T15:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T15:57:02.694+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Actualização de estado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8Hes4MvrSI/AAAAAAAAArs/iEuzKjHNrqI/s1600/software-update-icon-512x5121-300x300.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 205px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8Hes4MvrSI/AAAAAAAAArs/iEuzKjHNrqI/s320/software-update-icon-512x5121-300x300.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458889085931203874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sim, eu sei... Já me castigavam por vos deixar a "seco" tanto tempo... Mas vá... Tenham pena desta mulher :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A minha vida no último mês deu uma grande volta. Só coisas boas... acho....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Conheci pessoalmente a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;MM&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; sabiam???? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Já tenho buzina weeeeee (ainda ontem lhe dei uso)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; A minha casa está organizada (finalmente)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Tenho feito exercício no Parque da Cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Rendi-me aos vestidos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Tenho saído muiiiiito (para o que costumo, tenho sido uma vadia mesmo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O meu Merlin esteve doente, mas agora já está melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Vou ser TIA (emprestada, dado que sou filha única)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Tenho imenso trabalho agendado ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Já vos tinha dito que não posso ver fardas??? :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tenho passado muito bons momentos em óptima companhia, mas isso fica para contar em outro dia :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-901966917456144640?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/901966917456144640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=901966917456144640&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/901966917456144640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/901966917456144640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/04/actualizacao-de-estado.html' title='Actualização de estado'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S8Hes4MvrSI/AAAAAAAAArs/iEuzKjHNrqI/s72-c/software-update-icon-512x5121-300x300.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3940213228626756056</id><published>2010-03-07T21:28:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-07T21:39:57.872Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Apitadelas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S5QaztzLewI/AAAAAAAAArk/2u9pWrVmKc8/s1600-h/buzina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 265px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S5QaztzLewI/AAAAAAAAArk/2u9pWrVmKc8/s320/buzina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5446007325167680258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Às vezes apetece-me nem sei o que fazer ao meu pai, quando ele me dá certas respostas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Um dia desta semana, ia eu no meu popó a cantarolar e tal, vem um tipo saído nem sei de onde, ultrapassa-me pela direita feito parvo e eu nem tenho mais nada, agarro-me logo à buzina... Não é que ela não disse nada? Estava completamente muda, fiquei mesmo danada....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cheguei a casa dos meus pais e fui logo contar o sucedido ao meu pai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; Pai fiquei sem buzina, hoje queria apitar a um tipo e não deu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pai:&lt;/span&gt; Não deu???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; Não... não deu, não sei o que se passa, mas a buzina deixou de funcionar. Podias ir lá agora ver o que lhe deu, pois eu quero apitar e não dá....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Pai:&lt;/span&gt; Pois... deixa lá... também é proibido buzinar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Passei-me.... a sério... por causa da porcaria da Tv ele não se quis levantar para ir tratar da minha buzina... eu que gosto tanto de apitar... não se faz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;É proíbido buzinar, mas se eu durante o dia for numa rua onde só passe um carro de cada vez, onde tenha uma curva, tenho que buzinar,... isto se não me quiser chapar de frente contra o outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Santa paciência.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3940213228626756056?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3940213228626756056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3940213228626756056&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3940213228626756056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3940213228626756056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/03/apitadelas.html' title='Apitadelas'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S5QaztzLewI/AAAAAAAAArk/2u9pWrVmKc8/s72-c/buzina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1603668623400716285</id><published>2010-02-24T18:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-02-24T18:10:07.557Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Quem é que faz anos hoje quem é???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S4Vqki3nf-I/AAAAAAAAArc/5v_XzbZO9GI/s1600-h/birthday.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S4Vqki3nf-I/AAAAAAAAArc/5v_XzbZO9GI/s320/birthday.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441872900815028194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PARABÉNS PELO TEU 1º ANIVERSÁRIO, BLOGZINHO QUERIDO EHEHEHEH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;" class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Não resisto a contar-vos o meu sonho, esta noite fui salva pelo Stalone, uii o que a gente fugiu, ele pegava em mim só com uma mão, tinha aquele estilo Rambo III de fita na cabeça, no fim ainda se apaixonou por mim... a sério... ninguém merece... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1603668623400716285?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1603668623400716285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1603668623400716285&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1603668623400716285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1603668623400716285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/02/quem-e-que-faz-anos-hoje-quem-e.html' title='Quem é que faz anos hoje quem é???'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S4Vqki3nf-I/AAAAAAAAArc/5v_XzbZO9GI/s72-c/birthday.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6543278252919138593</id><published>2010-02-13T21:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-13T21:22:06.731Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Saudade... muiiiita</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S3cXHpPIR1I/AAAAAAAAArU/mpkKQQpUcZw/s1600-h/Kika_Sentada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S3cXHpPIR1I/AAAAAAAAArU/mpkKQQpUcZw/s320/Kika_Sentada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437840495168997202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Faz hoje 1 ano que foste embora, para nunca mais voltar.... Passou um ano e a dor da tua perda continua....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Saudades tuas kikinha.... muiiiiiiitas&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6543278252919138593?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6543278252919138593/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6543278252919138593&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6543278252919138593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6543278252919138593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudade-muiiiita.html' title='Saudade... muiiiita'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S3cXHpPIR1I/AAAAAAAAArU/mpkKQQpUcZw/s72-c/Kika_Sentada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8618241871356959836</id><published>2010-02-03T19:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T19:07:34.432Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mala Maquilhagem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9153158&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9153158&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9153158"&gt;Trash the Dress Marta e Rui&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/loungefoto"&gt;Lounge Fotografia&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Gostei muiiito :) espero que vocês gostem também ;)&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8618241871356959836?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8618241871356959836/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8618241871356959836&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8618241871356959836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8618241871356959836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/02/trash-dress-marta-e-rui-from-lounge.html' title='Trabalho'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-131156331728405333</id><published>2010-01-06T18:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T18:49:45.585Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Avarias e Afins</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S0TW4T1nmMI/AAAAAAAAArM/-bViODj0_w4/s1600-h/plumber.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 174px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S0TW4T1nmMI/AAAAAAAAArM/-bViODj0_w4/s320/plumber.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5423696114147104962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Dia 30 lá fui eu de malas e cunha &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(finalmente)&lt;/span&gt; para a casa nova. Isto desde meados de Agosto, estava bem complicado....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O balanço até agora é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;positivo&lt;/span&gt;, isto.... se não falar no facto de já me ter avariado a bendita caldeira....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estava eu a dormir, muito sossegadinha e acordo com um barulho muito estranho.... Era a "gaija" parecia uma máquina de lavar, que lavava sem parar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Lá fui eu chamar o técnico, que imediatamente se apresentou. Umas desaparafusadelas aqui e ali, uma vistoria aos radiadores e toalheiros das wc's, estava pronto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fui à minha vida e quando regressei, a primeira coisa que ouvi foi, a "maquina a lavar" outra vez... caiu-me tudo ao chão....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Desta vez, liguei directamente para a marca e hoje lá foi o técnico que me trocou 3 peças... que me levou quase 200 euros, mas que felizmente ficou a funcionar correctamente e em segurança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Se eu tinha chamado logo os tipos da marca, apesar de tudo, ficava-me mais barato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Em breve coloco fotos do antes e do depois da casa, sim... porque aquilo ficou completamente diferente do que o que estava :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah... hoje acordei às 6 da matina, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;toda molhada&lt;/span&gt;... não... não me urinei... Simplesmente fui dormir com a botijinha de água quente que.... rebentou.... Ora digam lá, se não me acontecem coisas giras??? LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-131156331728405333?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/131156331728405333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=131156331728405333&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/131156331728405333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/131156331728405333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2010/01/avarias-e-afins.html' title='Avarias e Afins'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/S0TW4T1nmMI/AAAAAAAAArM/-bViODj0_w4/s72-c/plumber.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8600715618197545009</id><published>2009-12-23T23:01:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:37:47.572Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Feliz Natal :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SzKhUTGamVI/AAAAAAAAArE/P-sJOd1bJrI/s1600-h/feliz_natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SzKhUTGamVI/AAAAAAAAArE/P-sJOd1bJrI/s320/feliz_natal.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418570671776766290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mesmo atolada de coisas para fazer, não podia deixar de vir aqui... desejar a todos, um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Santo e Feliz Natal&lt;/span&gt;, com muita Saúde, Paz, Harmonia, rodeados dos que mais vos são queridos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Comam muitas rabanadas, aletria, sonhos, docinhos eheheh, tenham muitas prendinhas e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SEJAM FELIZES&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;FELIZ NATAL E UM ANO NOVO 2010 EXCELENTEEEEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: Post n.º 100 LOL jinhossssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-8600715618197545009?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8600715618197545009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8600715618197545009&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8600715618197545009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8600715618197545009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal :)'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SzKhUTGamVI/AAAAAAAAArE/P-sJOd1bJrI/s72-c/feliz_natal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5992563676504275081</id><published>2009-09-20T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T19:37:13.941+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>A verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aqui está o verdadeiro motivo da minha ausência.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SrZ0C5UyrGI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1k8rZ_YT6q8/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SrZ0C5UyrGI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1k8rZ_YT6q8/s320/7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5383617997664595042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois é, ando literalmente a levar no C# e digo-vos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;DÓI&lt;/span&gt; e muito. Eu que nem sou nada esquisita e prefiro mil vezes injecções a comprimidos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez não faço mais nada senão reclamar... É 500mil vezes pior que penicilina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;São &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;12&lt;/span&gt;.... levei 6 seguidas e agora é dia sim dia não. Já "só" me faltam 4.... buáááááááááááá&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-5992563676504275081?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5992563676504275081/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5992563676504275081&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5992563676504275081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5992563676504275081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/09/verdade.html' title='A verdade'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SrZ0C5UyrGI/AAAAAAAAAq4/1k8rZ_YT6q8/s72-c/7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-9192771122918835145</id><published>2009-08-28T19:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-28T19:23:01.178+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Hummm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E porque Setembro está quase aí... E porque ele vai ser todo meu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGoWtY_h4xo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZGoWtY_h4xo&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look into my eyes - you will see&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;What you mean to me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Search your heart - search your soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And when you find me there you'll search no more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Look into your heart - you will find&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's nothin' there to hide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Take me as I am - take my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would give it all - I would sacrifice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;There's no love&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;like your love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;And no other - could give more love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There's nowhere - unless you're there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;All the time - all the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh - you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't help it - there's nothin' I want more&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I would fight for you - I'd lie for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Walk the wire for you - ya I'd die for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ya know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Everything I do - I do it for you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-9192771122918835145?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/9192771122918835145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=9192771122918835145&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9192771122918835145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9192771122918835145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/08/e-porque-setembro-esta-quase-ai.html' title='Hummm'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1761887015508313533</id><published>2009-08-25T16:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T16:28:24.626+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Mudanças</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SpP_cIo2bCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_d3PklR1KwU/s1600-h/mudan%C3%A7as.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 217px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SpP_cIo2bCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_d3PklR1KwU/s320/mudan%C3%A7as.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373919639203376162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Venho contar-vos em primeira mão (segunda, ou terceira já não sei bem lol), que vou trocar de casa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sim é verdade, não só de casa, como também de prédio. Penso que, para onde vou não será tão animado em termos de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/search/label/Pr%C3%A9dio"&gt;vizinhos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para quem não sabe, neste momento estou num T0 grandinho e muito bem dividido, mas vou trocar para um T2 com vista para o mar (e viva o luxo lol). Até o meu Merlin vai ter direito a um "quarto" só para ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Só de pensar nas mudanças, até me dão arrepios..... No entanto estou entusiasmada com a mudança. Penso que em meados de Outubro já lá estarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu sei, tenho estado super hiper mega ausente, não imaginam a quantidade de trabalho que tenho tido... Tenho ido para sítios que não lembra a ninguém, mas tem sido compensador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a partir de Setembro as coisas vão acalmar e já terei mais tempo para vir aqui.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; Embora não ande muito comentadora, tenho visto os vossos cantinhos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1761887015508313533?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1761887015508313533/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1761887015508313533&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1761887015508313533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1761887015508313533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/08/mudancas.html' title='Mudanças'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SpP_cIo2bCI/AAAAAAAAAqs/_d3PklR1KwU/s72-c/mudan%C3%A7as.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6212247141644313799</id><published>2009-07-29T04:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T04:32:48.751+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Parabéns Mna Margarida</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm_CxWg2QyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/duK0JTlTm-s/s1600-h/74_img_catalog306.gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 224px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm_CxWg2QyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/duK0JTlTm-s/s320/74_img_catalog306.gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363719834334282530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A linda Mna Margarida do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, hoje faz anos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parabéns minha linda, aqui fica o teu bolinho que "fiz" com muito carinho.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Hoje fui outra vez ao cinema lol, ver o "A Proposta" amei :). Ando a visitar os vossos cantinhos aos pouquinhos, mais vai indo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6212247141644313799?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6212247141644313799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6212247141644313799&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6212247141644313799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6212247141644313799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/parabens-mna-margarida.html' title='Parabéns Mna Margarida'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm_CxWg2QyI/AAAAAAAAAqk/duK0JTlTm-s/s72-c/74_img_catalog306.gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-49207162842045986</id><published>2009-07-28T03:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T03:40:17.832+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><title type='text'>Voltei... mas a meio gás :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm5h5PGFNkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/VAECEQThskM/s1600-h/scrat+e+scratte.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm5h5PGFNkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/VAECEQThskM/s400/scrat+e+scratte.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363331842177316418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois é, hoje &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(ao bocado)&lt;/span&gt; fui ver a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Idade do Gelo 3&lt;/span&gt; e foi simplesmente DEMAIS, principalmente as cenas com estes dois esquilos tão fofinhos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Aconselho muiiiito a verem, é super divertido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Voltei a meio gás, nunca pensei que me fosse afastar do blog tanto tempo, sempre pensei que viria cá com menos frequência, mas não.... Afastei-me completamente, também não tinha cabeça para publicar, nem para comentar os vossos blog's.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No entanto foi muito bom, ver que não se esqueceram de mim, que se preocupam comigo. Fiquei super feliz com os vossos e-mails, sms's e comentários. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Consegui organizar um pouco a minha vida, tomar decisões, pensar no que é melhor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho tido &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;muittttttoooo trabalho&lt;/span&gt;, muito mesmo e isso também me tem ajudado imenso nesta fase. É por isso que digo que voltei a meio gás, porque ando sem tempo nenhum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No entanto, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;já assentei a cabeça no tronco novamente&lt;/span&gt; :) e prometo que vou ler os vossos cantinhos todos, aos poucos, mas eu vejo tudo, até ficar "em dia" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Obrigada por tudo, de coração, beijinhossssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-49207162842045986?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/49207162842045986/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=49207162842045986&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/49207162842045986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/49207162842045986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/voltei-mas-meio-gas.html' title='Voltei... mas a meio gás :)'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sm5h5PGFNkI/AAAAAAAAAqc/VAECEQThskM/s72-c/scrat+e+scratte.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4119196356510962550</id><published>2009-07-07T01:25:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T01:51:25.824+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Parar para Pensar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlKV_LK__PI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_khSY7NWRMM/s1600-h/triste%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlKV_LK__PI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_khSY7NWRMM/s320/triste%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355507819460164850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Devido aos últimos acontecimentos, chegou a hora de &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;parar para pensar&lt;/span&gt; e principalmente &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;agir&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por mais que me custe, tenho que tomar uma atitude, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a minha vida não pode continuar assim&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Preciso agir rapidamente, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dar a volta por cima&lt;/span&gt;, mas principalmente fazê-lo com cabeça, tronco e membros. Não quero fazer as coisas num impulso e depois mais tarde me arrepender....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Só eu sei o quanto &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;me custa fazer isto&lt;/span&gt;, mas não vejo outra solução... Após tantas tentativas falhadas, penso que não vale a pena continuar a tentar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fui "arrastando" mas chegou a um ponto, que não tem mais ponta por onde se lhe pegue... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sinto-me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pequenina&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;frágil&lt;/span&gt; e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sozinha&lt;/span&gt;. Ando à tanto tempo assim, que agora tenho medo de "quebrar" e depois não ter mesmo solução.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não tenho a certeza &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;se é isto o que quero&lt;/span&gt; fazer, mas tenho a certeza que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;continuar assim é que não pode ser&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: Talvez fique um pouco ausente, ou não, nem sei bem... Vamos indo e vamos vendo... Sempre que puder venho ver os vossos cantinhos e quem sabe, contar novidades :) Não vos conheço, mas algo dentro de mim, me diz que posso confiar em vocês. Obrigada por tudo Beijinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS2&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Perdi 3 kg em menos de uma semana, não me apetece comer, nem consigo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Marquei consulta com o &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;oftalmologista&lt;/span&gt;, porque não estou melhor. Acho que isto também me está a ajudar a "ir abaixo". E eu &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não posso nem devo&lt;/span&gt; ir &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;abaixo neste momento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-4119196356510962550?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4119196356510962550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4119196356510962550&amp;isPopup=true' title='42 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4119196356510962550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4119196356510962550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/parar-para-pensar.html' title='Parar para Pensar'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlKV_LK__PI/AAAAAAAAAqM/_khSY7NWRMM/s72-c/triste%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>42</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-801352785677524795</id><published>2009-07-05T22:07:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T22:29:27.423+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Acidente de Trabalho LOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlEbGsBde_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZKY3DMtylNY/s1600-h/homem_nu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 299px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlEbGsBde_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZKY3DMtylNY/s320/homem_nu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355091233630682098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ontem fui fazer uma noiva e acabei por ter um "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;acidente de trabalho&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Hoje já estou mais calma, mais tranquila e já posso contar o que me aconteceu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Marquei com a noiva às 12horas, mas como a prova de maquilhagem foi em outro local, acabei por ir mais cedo para o caso de me perder. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eram 11:20 já estava à porta de casa da noiva, mas ela ainda estava no cabeleireiro. Estava um calor terrível e muito Sol. Arranjei uma &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sombrinha e estacionei lá para não torrar ao Sol e também manter os produtos à fresca&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estava lá eu, no meu popó a ouvir música de óculos de sol, a ver o ambiente, quando olho para o lado e está uma janela aberta e vejo...&lt;br /&gt;Nada mais nada menos que.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;um homem todo nu de toalha na mão&lt;/span&gt; :P Vi-lhe o "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bujão&lt;/span&gt;" todo, um "bujão" que diga-se de passagem.... nada tem a ver com a foto anterior... LOL... Logo... fiquei em choque LOLOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: É claro que se fosse um traseiro como o da foto, não seria um acidente de trabalho e sim uma motivação para trabalhar LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-801352785677524795?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/801352785677524795/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=801352785677524795&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/801352785677524795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/801352785677524795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/acidente-de-trabalho-lol.html' title='Acidente de Trabalho LOL'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SlEbGsBde_I/AAAAAAAAAqE/ZKY3DMtylNY/s72-c/homem_nu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1082374618545121947</id><published>2009-07-03T17:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T02:49:21.100+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginásio'/><title type='text'>Elevar a Auto Estima</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk46j-xsryI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5EuZTZwjFAg/s1600-h/momoko_Silhouette_of_Stripper_on_a_Pole.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 264px; height: 259px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk46j-xsryI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5EuZTZwjFAg/s320/momoko_Silhouette_of_Stripper_on_a_Pole.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354281396811378466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Pole Dance - Dança do Varão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O que para muitos é &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;preconceito&lt;/span&gt;, para mim é definitivamente &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;arte&lt;/span&gt;, dança, sensualidade, modalidade &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(sim porque é praticada em ginásios)&lt;/span&gt;. Deixem os preconceitos de lado e vamos mas é elevar a auto estima, sentir bem e divertir :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para já ainda só há em Lisboa na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://artofpoledancing.blogspot.com/"&gt;Academia de Pole Dance&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; com a Andreia.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto ela dá workshops no &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Porto&lt;/span&gt;, se for um grupinho... Aguém interessada em elevar a auto estima, sentir-se sexy, dançar e divertir????&lt;br /&gt;Vejam o vídeo e o blog (http://artofpoledancing.blogspot.com/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQenxFcezdA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eQenxFcezdA&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWur8W2eAG8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xWur8W2eAG8&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Nem as velhotas escapam hihihi, ainda por cima tonifica o corpo ai ai. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Acrescentei outro video :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1082374618545121947?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1082374618545121947/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1082374618545121947&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1082374618545121947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1082374618545121947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/elevar-auto-estima.html' title='Elevar a Auto Estima'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk46j-xsryI/AAAAAAAAAp0/5EuZTZwjFAg/s72-c/momoko_Silhouette_of_Stripper_on_a_Pole.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6991354396775561671</id><published>2009-07-03T01:51:00.019+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T05:36:54.753+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'>Prémios e Desafios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Eu bem que prometi que o &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/premios-e-desafios.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; ia ser dividido em 2, mas voltei a esquecer-me... E como eles estão a aumentar novamente, vamos já tratar deles e..... divid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;i-lo em 3 lol :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pela minha querida &lt;a href="http://miepeee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miepeee&lt;/a&gt; que mima até não poder mais os seus leitores :)  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1ZF0JwZvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3bVxMr6XsaE/s1600-h/premioblogdorado_Lita.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 110px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1ZF0JwZvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3bVxMr6XsaE/s320/premioblogdorado_Lita.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354033488447170290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"É um prémio que homenageia os melhores blogs e tem a sua simbologia nas cores que utiliza. A cor azul representa paz, profundidade e imensidão. A cor dourada a sabedoria, a riqueza e a claridade das ideias. O prémio em si representa a união entre os blogueiros." Regras: Publicar o prémio no seu blog juntamente com o nome da pessoa que premiou e o link do blog. Anunciar até outros 15 blogs, avisando-os sobre o prémio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dou todos da minha lista"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1ZtnGxc_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/yEjywpbX-_0/s1600-h/Selo_Violeta-miepeee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1ZtnGxc_I/AAAAAAAAAo8/yEjywpbX-_0/s320/Selo_Violeta-miepeee.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354034172139762674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Este selo representa as sensações que a cor violeta traz para a nossa mente. É atribuído a blogues que nos lembram algumas das sensações da cor violeta: magia, encanto, graciosidade, magnetismo e tudo aquilo que parece mágico.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Regras: Exibi-lo no blog, explicar as regras do mesmo, nomear os premiados para esta categoria, avisá-los de seguida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Dou a todos da minha lista"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1cHlepcbI/AAAAAAAAApc/gzyni10nQEw/s1600-h/vicia+-+miepeee.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 114px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1cHlepcbI/AAAAAAAAApc/gzyni10nQEw/s320/vicia+-+miepeee.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354036817402884530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Parece que tenho que revelar 5 manias...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;- Tirar rótulos das garrafas, iogurtes e afins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;- Por creme nas mãos antes de deitar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;- Não sair de casa sem dar um beijo ao meu Merlin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;- Não sair de casa com loiça suja ou cama por fazer (detesto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:85%;" &gt;- Desfazer os comprimidos :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mais uma vez a todos da minha lista"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O selo «O teu blog é um amor».&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1cTwvlMdI/AAAAAAAAApk/8hipjIT3ehQ/s1600-h/o+teu+blog+e+um+amor_Miepeee.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1cTwvlMdI/AAAAAAAAApk/8hipjIT3ehQ/s320/o+teu+blog+e+um+amor_Miepeee.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354037026585129426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As regras consistem em mencionar as 5 pessoas mais importantes para nós, as séries de TV preferidas, e nomear 10 bloguistas para receberem o prémio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Séries Preferidas&lt;/span&gt;: CSI, Invasão, Hospital Central, E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;R, Feiticeiras, Mentes Criminosas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bloguistas&lt;/span&gt;: Câmara Lenta, *B*, Formiga, korrosão, 100 segredos, Tricas&amp;amp;Nicas, SuFerreira, Daly, Segundo Olhar, Pepper&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Pela &lt;a href="http://be-hip-and-chic.blogspot.com/"&gt;Hip &amp;amp; Chic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1amjB6BJI/AAAAAAAAApM/VYP4zCy-bYM/s1600-h/amizade_hip_e_chic.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 177px; height: 155px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1amjB6BJI/AAAAAAAAApM/VYP4zCy-bYM/s320/amizade_hip_e_chic.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354035150298154130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Passo-o a todos que por aqui passam e que o queiram receber!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;O "Este blog tem glamour" foi a &lt;a href="http://amour-moi-toi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luar&lt;/a&gt; que mo deu :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1bbJ4KxVI/AAAAAAAAApU/D8-rxny_fE8/s1600-h/Selinhoglamour1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 179px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1bbJ4KxVI/AAAAAAAAApU/D8-rxny_fE8/s320/Selinhoglamour1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354036054079489362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Regras do selo: "Este blog tem glamour": &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Deve exibir o selinho em seu blog. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Postar o link do blog que te indicou. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Listar 5 desejos de consumo que a deixariam mais glamourosa. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Indicar 10 amigas glamourosas e avisá-las que foram escolhidas. Os &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;meus 5 desejos de consumo&lt;/span&gt; me me deixariam mais glamourosa seriam:&lt;br /&gt;- Ter um carro novo&lt;br /&gt;- Ter muito dinheiro para organizar a minha vida&lt;br /&gt;- Ter uma super casa&lt;br /&gt;- Remodelar o meu guarda roupa&lt;br /&gt;- Fazer uma série de tratamentos de beleza lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"Mais uma vez a todos d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;a minha lis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ta"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Deram-me a &lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;*B*&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mna Margarida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1gGi4PFSI/AAAAAAAAAps/gvlSAsUeqsQ/s1600-h/Olha+Que+Blog...+B.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1gGi4PFSI/AAAAAAAAAps/gvlSAsUeqsQ/s320/Olha+Que+Blog...+B.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354041197571544354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;As regras são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Exibir a imagem do selo;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; 2. &lt;/span&gt;Postar o link do blog que indicou; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Indicar 8 blogues da sua preferência e avisá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Bloguistas&lt;/span&gt;: Ninja, Miepeee, Cantinho da Bê, Amor Perfeito, Solita, em banho maria, Auxiliar de Memória, Poupinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Obrigada a todos, depois coloco cá os outros :) Se alguém que me deu um destes miminhos não estiver mencionado avise-me sff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-6991354396775561671?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6991354396775561671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6991354396775561671&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6991354396775561671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6991354396775561671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/premios-e-desafios.html' title='Prémios e Desafios'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sk1ZF0JwZvI/AAAAAAAAAo0/3bVxMr6XsaE/s72-c/premioblogdorado_Lita.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4061825093797653566</id><published>2009-07-02T19:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T19:30:02.141+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Detesto'/><title type='text'>Detesto #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Skz6tiSJbJI/AAAAAAAAAok/k_agoTCTOIE/s1600-h/Raiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 246px; height: 254px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Skz6tiSJbJI/AAAAAAAAAok/k_agoTCTOIE/s320/Raiva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353929717240654994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Detesto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Odeio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico fora de mim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando me &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;TENTAM&lt;/span&gt; mentir, enganar, trapacear.... Quando me mentem com os dentes todos que têm na boca e ainda vão pedir umas placas emprestadas para mentir mais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ainda por cima, pessoas que já &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;me conhecem&lt;/span&gt; há anos, que sabem que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;U SEI que me estão a mentir e ainda insistem na mentira&lt;/span&gt;.... Pessoas que se descaem na mentira, metem as mãos pelos pés e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não desistem&lt;/span&gt; mesmo depois se serem apanhados...&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-4061825093797653566?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4061825093797653566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4061825093797653566&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4061825093797653566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4061825093797653566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/detesto-1.html' title='Detesto #1'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Skz6tiSJbJI/AAAAAAAAAok/k_agoTCTOIE/s72-c/Raiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-730812772776292195</id><published>2009-07-01T03:18:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T03:26:38.101+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Um dia Especial</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PARABÉNS AMIGA CARLA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que passes um dia muito agradável, que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;sejas muito feliz&lt;/span&gt; é tudo aquilo que te desejo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E porque tu mereces, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;és a amiga que toda a gente gostaria de ter&lt;/span&gt;, desejo-te tudo de bom na tua vida ao lado dos que mais amas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tomei a liberdade de te fazer "este" bolinho, desculpa se não está decorado ao teu gosto :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkrIbZSCpdI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sVDXs4rcnX8/s1600-h/HPIM1744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkrIbZSCpdI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sVDXs4rcnX8/s320/HPIM1744.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353311480051836370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Meus queridos leitores, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;estão todos convidados&lt;/span&gt; a comer uma fatia do bolinho e uma taça de champanhe. Brindemos juntos.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;SAÚDE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-730812772776292195?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/730812772776292195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=730812772776292195&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/730812772776292195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/730812772776292195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/07/um-dia-especial.html' title='Um dia Especial'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkrIbZSCpdI/AAAAAAAAAoc/sVDXs4rcnX8/s72-c/HPIM1744.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4772090403051374787</id><published>2009-06-30T00:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T00:43:36.553+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><title type='text'>Proposta Indecente</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SklMcrf5WcI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GsPMvAXgyzM/s1600-h/971597indecent-proposal-posters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SklMcrf5WcI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GsPMvAXgyzM/s320/971597indecent-proposal-posters.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352893687703099842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem vi, mais uma vez este filme. Eu sei que ele já tem 500mil anos e que está sempre a dar na TV etc etc etc, no entanto é um filme que me emociona muito, principalmente no fim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O casal Diana e David Murphy, estão em grandes dificuldades financeiras, quando vão tentar a sorte em Las Vegas e acabam por conhecer um milionário John Gage que oferece um milhão de dólares ao marido para deixar que sua esposa passe uma noite com ele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ao contrário do que se possa pensar, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;existem muitos casais em tal desespero&lt;/span&gt;, que seriam capazes de tudo para resolver a situação, inclusive fazer algo parecido com este filme. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No filme, foi uma decisão tomada por ambos, mas &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;na minha opinião&lt;/span&gt; o marido não cumpriu a parte dele no acordo, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;trazendo para o presente tudo o que se passou&lt;/span&gt;, quando tinham prometido nunca mais falar nisso. Eu sei que deve ser difícil, mas ele com os &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ciúmes infundados&lt;/span&gt;, acabou por &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;empurra-la para os braços do outro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sim, é verdade que ela amava o marido, mas &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;se não fosse a história inventada pelo actual companheiro&lt;/span&gt;, (porque a amava) ela não voltaria para o marido e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;a acabar por aprender a amar o Gage&lt;/span&gt;. E acabava-se assim um amor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isto tudo para dizer, que os homens, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;muitas das vezes&lt;/span&gt;, pensam que têm as mulheres na mão, que estão seguros e que por &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fazerem umas cenas de ciúmes de vez em quando&lt;/span&gt;, elas vão ficar a pensar que se o fazem é porque as amam muito.&lt;br /&gt;Quando na verdade... A &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;única coisa que acabam por fazer, (isto com o tempo) é afasta-las cada vez mais&lt;/span&gt; e quem sabe empurra-las para os braços de outro....&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ciúmes têm limites&lt;/span&gt; e o que é demais enjoa e acaba por levar a situações deste género....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E vocês??? O que vocês pensam disto???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-4772090403051374787?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4772090403051374787/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4772090403051374787&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4772090403051374787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4772090403051374787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/proposta-indecente.html' title='Proposta Indecente'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SklMcrf5WcI/AAAAAAAAAoU/GsPMvAXgyzM/s72-c/971597indecent-proposal-posters.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6255608374714658581</id><published>2009-06-29T01:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T01:37:05.958+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><title type='text'>O meu Amigo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgKGXpE3AI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3t8wYsGTVs4/s1600-h/bact%C3%A9rias-2-dos-v%C3%ADrus-dos-germes-thumb3131789.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgKGXpE3AI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3t8wYsGTVs4/s320/bact%C3%A9rias-2-dos-v%C3%ADrus-dos-germes-thumb3131789.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352539261671627778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pois é... O meu "amigo" &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Herpes&lt;/span&gt; gostou de mim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gostou tanto que &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;se voltou a instalar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, desta vez em outro hotel. Deixou o "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;filho&lt;/span&gt;" no meu olho direito e passou de malas e cunha, para o &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;canto esquerdo da boca&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Está todo &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;espevitad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;, inchado de orgulho e a festejar rebentando bolhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Espero que este "amigo", que já passou pelo canto direito da boca, olho direito e agora canto esquerdo da boca, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não se lembre de subir para o olho esquerdo&lt;/span&gt;, ou de &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DESCER&lt;/span&gt; para outras zonas.... é que desta vez &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;eu passo-me&lt;/span&gt;... juro que me passo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Amanhã vou marcar consulta com o meu médico, pois desta vez o malvado parece que veio para ficar e eu preciso de saber o porquê.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Até lá, junto-me aos meus amigos Zovirax oftálmico, labial, o escambal e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tudo terminado em al&lt;/span&gt;. E claro &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não me separo do desinfectante de mãos&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ai que sortinha a minha....&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6255608374714658581?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6255608374714658581/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6255608374714658581&amp;isPopup=true' title='30 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6255608374714658581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6255608374714658581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-meu-amigo.html' title='O meu Amigo....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgKGXpE3AI/AAAAAAAAAnM/3t8wYsGTVs4/s72-c/bact%C3%A9rias-2-dos-v%C3%ADrus-dos-germes-thumb3131789.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>30</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6596021650472608853</id><published>2009-06-28T01:41:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T02:09:55.243+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><title type='text'>Assim é que eu gosto</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbAIDZZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/64siZWLMCMI/s1600-h/LOL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 191px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbAIDZZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/64siZWLMCMI/s200/LOL.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352176451759765954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lembram-se &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/fui-enganada.html"&gt;DESTE&lt;/a&gt; post?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lá fui, com o creme na mão explicar a situação. Claro que a resposta não poderia ser outra: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;O creme está em óptimo estado, a menina disse que tinha pele mista, mas que neste momento estava seca, uma pele mista não desidrata, assim como uma pele oleosa também não desi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;drata...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não me quis chatear e d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;eixei-a falar, apenas lhe disse que a minha pele rejeitou o creme e que não era o aconselhado para a minha pele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Resultado???&lt;/span&gt; Aqui estão eles, para peles normais a mistas. Antes de os trazer, testei uma amostra claro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbBcLhMSGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/M94_dFJZyQ4/s1600-h/gal_nectlightent_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 175px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbBcLhMSGI/AAAAAAAAAm8/M94_dFJZyQ4/s200/gal_nectlightent_l.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352177897048918114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbBhBHpiGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Px_II1skQ4Y/s1600-h/galenic_0020_cuidado_0020_ojos_m.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 130px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbBhBHpiGI/AAAAAAAAAnE/Px_II1skQ4Y/s200/galenic_0020_cuidado_0020_ojos_m.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352177980156774498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;                               .....E.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Galénic Nectalys Creme Ligeiro Hidra-Energizante SPF15 &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ler mais &lt;a href="http://www.galenic.com/pt/soins/produitEnergie.php?id=01"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Galénic Nectalys Contorno de olhos Frescura Desfatigante &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(ler mais &lt;a href="http://www.galenic.com/pt/soins/produitEnergie.php?id=03"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;MUITO IMPORTANTE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sabem em que prateleira se encontrava o creme antes aconselhado???? Na prateleira &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Anti-Envelhecimento&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem comentários.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-6596021650472608853?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6596021650472608853/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6596021650472608853&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6596021650472608853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6596021650472608853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/assim-e-que-eu-gosto.html' title='Assim é que eu gosto'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkbAIDZZ-cI/AAAAAAAAAm0/64siZWLMCMI/s72-c/LOL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2485981540363985536</id><published>2009-06-27T01:09:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T01:19:51.645+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Vamos descomprimir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkVkwsgmq6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/sKFqYysSeMs/s1600-h/velhotes+mix_gif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 152px; height: 173px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkVkwsgmq6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/sKFqYysSeMs/s320/velhotes+mix_gif.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351794519944113058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;NUNCA SUBESTIMEM OS IDOSOS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Uma velhinha foi ao super mercado e colocou a ração de gato mais cara no&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;carrinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A moça do caixa disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Me desculpe, mas nós não podemos lhe vender a ração de gatos sem provas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; de que a senhora realmente tem gatos. Muitos idosos compram ração de gatos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, para comer e a gerência quer provas de que a senhora esteja realmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; a comprar a ração para o seu gato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A velhinha foi para casa, pegou no gato e o levou ao super mercado e eles&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;então venderam a ração para gato.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No dia seguinte, a velhinha foi ao super mercado novamente e comprou 12&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; dos mais caros biscoitos para cão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A caixa, novamente, pediu provas de que ela realmente tinha um cão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; explicando que os idosos costumavam comer comida de cão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Frustrada, ela foi para casa e voltou com o seu cão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;No dia seguinte, a velhinha trouxe uma caixa com um buraco na tampa e pediu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; para a moça colocar o dedo no buraco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A moça da caixa disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Não, pode ter uma cobra aí dentro !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A velhinha lhe assegurou que não havia nada na caixa que pudesse mordê-la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Então a moça do caixa colocou o dedo no buraco, tirou e disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Hummmmmmm.. tem cheiro de bosta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A velhinha então sorriu de orelha a orelha:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Agora, minha querida, eu posso comprar três rolos de papel higiénico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-2485981540363985536?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2485981540363985536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2485981540363985536&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2485981540363985536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2485981540363985536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/vamos-descomprimir.html' title='Vamos descomprimir'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkVkwsgmq6I/AAAAAAAAAmU/sKFqYysSeMs/s72-c/velhotes+mix_gif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8891676931533447044</id><published>2009-06-25T23:35:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T07:00:49.400+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Já foi mais um...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkP9Eyuf0CI/AAAAAAAAAmM/LeBP6E6KOSI/s1600-h/michael_jackson_gif.gif"&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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkP9Eyuf0CI/AAAAAAAAAmM/LeBP6E6KOSI/s320/michael_jackson_gif.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351399041024380962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois é... morreu o Michael Jackson de 50 anos. Foi encontrado em casa morto, devido a uma paragem cardíaca, pelos paramédicos já sem respirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pelos vistos ainda chamou os paramédicos, mas já não foi a tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Sinceramente, era "homem" que eu nem gostava muito, por 1001 motivos,  entre eles, escândalos de pedofilia e muitos outros. No entanto, tinha apreço por algumas músicas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Bem... Agora já não faz, nem "bem nem mal" a ninguém, mas também já não faz o mais importante... a música.... coisa que eu lamento....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Confiram a notícia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1388750&amp;amp;idCanal=10"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Estive a ver na TV em vários canais, uns confirmam outros dizem que está em coma... No entanto o Los Angeles Times confirmou a morte.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS2: Afinal morreu mesmo... :s Apesar de tudo, independentemente de tudo o que ele "supostamente" fez de mau, é sempre triste :s....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8891676931533447044?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8891676931533447044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8891676931533447044&amp;isPopup=true' title='34 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8891676931533447044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8891676931533447044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/ja-foi-mais-um.html' title='Já foi mais um...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkP9Eyuf0CI/AAAAAAAAAmM/LeBP6E6KOSI/s72-c/michael_jackson_gif.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>34</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3854421764181760426</id><published>2009-06-25T00:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-25T02:03:46.571+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Eu estou a avisar, eu vou-me passar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkK0h2KPlmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4eH3nqiKCqg/s1600-h/ctt_240x240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 197px; height: 197px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkK0h2KPlmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4eH3nqiKCqg/s320/ctt_240x240.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351037800836732514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou fula... quer dizer... Já me passou um bocado, mas não deixo de achar isto bizarro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estava eu hoje a vir para casa e decidi passar ali na &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Estação dos CTT&lt;/span&gt;, para colocar uns envelopes de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Correio Verde&lt;/span&gt;, para seguirem logo cedinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não é que os envelopes &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;NÃO CABEM&lt;/span&gt;, nas ranhuras do Correio????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vou enviar uma reclamação aos CTT... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tudo bem que os envelopes são gordinhos, pois são almofadados, mas mesmo assim não são assim tão grandes... Se existem envelopes assim, que dito por eles: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;É muito fácil enviar, pois não tem que pesar&lt;/span&gt;" Sim........ Não tem que pesar, mas &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TEM QUE IR AOS CTT&lt;/span&gt; para enviar... deviam haver ranhuras onde eles coubessem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh.... amuei..... :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: e vinha eu pelo caminho a pensar num post, arranjei logo um :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-3854421764181760426?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3854421764181760426/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3854421764181760426&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3854421764181760426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3854421764181760426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/eu-estou-avisar-eu-vou-me-passar.html' title='Eu estou a avisar, eu vou-me passar...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkK0h2KPlmI/AAAAAAAAAlk/4eH3nqiKCqg/s72-c/ctt_240x240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-927407075278304261</id><published>2009-06-23T00:52:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T01:01:42.171+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merlin'/><title type='text'>Tosquia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkAZSddAY6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/LDcTykASN0w/s1600-h/gato_na_tosquia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 185px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkAZSddAY6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/LDcTykASN0w/s320/gato_na_tosquia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350304162250777506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu bem que estava a tentar evitar, mas vai ter que ser.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O meu Merlin parece um leão autêntico e a minha casa, por mais que aspire, parece um algodão....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu penteio-me e sai pêlo agarrado ao pente... Provavelmente ando a comer pêlo, enquanto durmo... Não tarda, ando a tomar o caramelo para a bola de pêlo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Já para não falar, que ele deve andar a morrer de calor e passa a vida assim....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkAagifDDzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2_et_IPYUWo/s1600-h/merlinnnnnnnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkAagifDDzI/AAAAAAAAAlU/2_et_IPYUWo/s320/merlinnnnnnnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350305503631314738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS: Acho que vou cortar igual por todo, assim mais ou menos, metade do pêlo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-927407075278304261?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/927407075278304261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=927407075278304261&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/927407075278304261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/927407075278304261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/tosquia.html' title='Tosquia'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkAZSddAY6I/AAAAAAAAAlM/LDcTykASN0w/s72-c/gato_na_tosquia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-9173394476799578782</id><published>2009-06-22T00:11:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T02:41:00.737+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><title type='text'>Foram-me ao olho #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7RqlXY0PI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-ri6aL_o4Hs/s1600-h/inicio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 254px; height: 209px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7RqlXY0PI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-ri6aL_o4Hs/s320/inicio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349943936877646066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Cá estou eu, para vos contar, as minhas aventuras e de&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;sventuras com o olho direito :P &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Aviso já que o post é longo, mas não fazia sentido dividi-lo&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ontem de manhã lá fui eu fazer uma noiva e reparei que o olho tinha as &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;bolhas muito maiores&lt;/span&gt;, que as do dia anterior, com uma cor estranha também.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Como não queria ir ao médico, fui à farmácia, para ser assim mais "soft" :P disseram-me que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;parecia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; herpes&lt;/span&gt; e trouxe o Zovirax pomada oftalmológica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheguei a casa, retirei os "restos" da pomada meocil e col&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;oquei a nova. Como estava super cansada, adormeci.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quando acordei, parece que tinha levado um valente soco&lt;/span&gt; :P o olho estava super i&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;nchado e vermelho, à vampiro mesmo&lt;/span&gt; :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A minha mãe passou-se &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;logo, deu-me o jantar e começou-se a preparar para me levar &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;às urgências&lt;/span&gt;. eu só pe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nsava: "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh God... é desta...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lá fomos ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sasu&lt;/span&gt;, estava lá na recepção uma amiga, que me fez a ficha, estava pouca gente por isso fui chamada rapidamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Boa noite Dra.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dra-&lt;/span&gt; Boa noite, (olha para mim) Uiiiii, isso não é comigo, minha filha vai ter que ir para o São João.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; (quase me ia dando uma coisinha, de medo claro) A séri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;o??? É grave???&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dra-&lt;/span&gt; Isso está muito feio (obrigadinha a sério lol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Parece-me herpes, caso seja é muito perigoso. O q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ue tem aqui por baixo?? ( e carrega-me no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; olho, a sério só não gritei nem chorei por vergonha mesmo...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; É o meocil....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dra-&lt;/span&gt; Continue a colocar o meocil, porque a esta hora o São João não tem a especialidade a funcionar, mas amanhã de manhã vá lá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Muito obrigada, boa noite....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dra&lt;/span&gt;- Boa noite, as melhoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QB7cy_8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/O6lcfT71Z3o/s1600-h/3%C2%BA+dia+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 281px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QB7cy_8I/AAAAAAAAAk0/O6lcfT71Z3o/s320/3%C2%BA+dia+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349942138919649218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lá saí eu do consultório, com &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;cara de carneirinho mal m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;orto&lt;/span&gt;, contei à minha mãe o que se passou e fomos para casa. Ao contar ao meu pai, ele passou-se,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; já queria ir para uma clínica e blábláblá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foi nesse momento, que estava eu aqui a responder aos vossos comentários e estava a minha mãe a ligar para o São João, onde foi informada, já agora &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fica aqui a informação, espero que não precisem&lt;/span&gt;, mas se precisarem já sabem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Os últimos 15 dias de cada mês o Hospital de São João, tem a Oftalmologia a funcionar 24hrs por dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fomos os três...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora começa a "festa"... (lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Para começar bem, en&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;tramos pelo lado errado (não sei o que andaram a fazer no São João, mas aquilo está tudo diferente deste a última vez que lá fui). Fomos &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dar às urgências de Pediatria&lt;/span&gt; LOL, como estava meio perdida, perguntei ao segurança pela Oftalmologia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seg-&lt;/span&gt; Quantos anos tem??? (que fixe ele achou-me ado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;lescente lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Eu sei que não é aqui tenho 26.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Seg-&lt;/span&gt; Segue por ali, direita e direita&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá viemos embora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Oh mãe achas que eu passava por adolescente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;?? ah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ahahah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe-&lt;/span&gt; hihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; É bom que me vá rindo, que daqui a pouco vou chorar ahahahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe e Pai-&lt;/span&gt; ...........&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Cheguei às urgências adequadas à minha idade :P&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lá me encaminharam para a sala de espera, e só aguardei cerca de 15min, para ir à triagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;blábláblá&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Enf-&lt;/span&gt; (enquanto me põe a pulseira) Vá chamar um familiar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; para a acompanhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; (whaty??? Um familiar??? O que me vão fazer??? helpppppppppp)&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;A minha mãe lá entrou comigo, chegamos à sala de espera da Oftalmologia, estava lá um militar com a mãe tb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Militar-&lt;/span&gt; (comentando com a mãe) Vês?? Aquela rapariga é que tem o olho vermelho, coitada....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe M.-&lt;/span&gt; Pois tem... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Sorri assim :s (fazendo cara de carneirinho mal morto)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QBuQ6kWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZemEqrdfQEA/s1600-h/2%C2%BA+dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 282px; height: 228px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QBuQ6kWI/AAAAAAAAAkk/ZemEqrdfQEA/s320/2%C2%BA+dia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349942135380152674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Entretanto ele é chamado, (tinha uma areia dentro do olho, direito também). E saiu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Militar-&lt;/span&gt; Olha, espero que tenhas mais sorte que eu, o médico é... de poucas falas... Meteu-me uma coisa que até vi estrelas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu:&lt;/span&gt; A sério??? :o (já a tremer como varas verdes, ainda mais que o que estava)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sou chamada, faço sinal à minha mãe para entrar comigo, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ão fosse preciso eu ter que fugir e me enfiar debaixo das saias dela :P&lt;/span&gt; O médico era novo, tinha os seus 32 anos....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Boa noite, ah... mas que linda vista que a menina trás aí.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Boa noite ........... pois....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Sente-se aqui sff, coloque aqui o queixo ..... Há qua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;nto tempo está assim???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Ermmmm foi ontem... (aldrabona)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Pois... Ontem... Estou a ver, evoluiu bastante de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;um dia para o outro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; (fui apanhada) Mas eu estou a colocar o meocil (cheia de orgulho que fazia tudo direitinho)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Ai sim??? As bactérias do seu olho agradecem.... Mal viram o meocil até fizeram uma festa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Ups.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Sim senhora... não lhe chegava uma conjuntivite em estado avançado, ainda arranjou aí um herpes à maneira...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Pois, eu tinha umas bolhinhas que entretanto rebentaram....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ele aproxima-se para ver o olho, mexer e tal, começa-me a distrair.... O meu queixo começa a tremer e a bater lá no "pousa queixos" :P Ele pega num frasquinho qualquer....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Olhe para cima sff&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; ffffffffffffffff (começando a ver estrelas, amarelas, azuis, verdes, às bolinhas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Pronto, já passou, respire fundo....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QB9yI2lI/AAAAAAAAAks/6P-DUgEH8dI/s1600-h/3%C2%BA+dia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7QB9yI2lI/AAAAAAAAAks/6P-DUgEH8dI/s320/3%C2%BA+dia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349942139546032722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Olho para a minha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mãe&lt;/span&gt; está ela, a olhar para mim &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;com aquela cara de sofrimento, tipo: &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Filha, eu trocava contigo de boa vontade&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lá me passou a receita, pomada "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Zovirax"&lt;/span&gt;, mais umas gotas "&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Indobiotic&lt;/span&gt;" e um &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;gel anti bacteriano/germicida&lt;/span&gt;, embalagem hospitalar ( que por acaso está esgotado em todas as farmácias de serviço aqui da zona, só vem por encomenda) para desinfectar as mãos constantemente. O&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; tratamento será 5xs ao dia durante 10 dias&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dr-&lt;/span&gt; Então as melhoras e para a próxima, mal sinta o olho assim não aguarde tanto tempo para vir ao médico...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; eheheheh obrigada (ups)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já cá fora&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Mãe-&lt;/span&gt; Filha... Estás tão "bonita" com o olho amarelo...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Amarelo??? amarelo???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;E não é que estava mesmo??? Bonita não... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;com o olho amarelo sim... Amarelo canário&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Ainda me dói, ainda está vermelho, ainda está inchado, agora só com o tempo... Vamos lá ver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Obrigada a todos pela preocupação, de coração  :) Beijinhoss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;sssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7Rq-F9KcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aL4Vol_rcgU/s1600-h/dia+hoje.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 289px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7Rq-F9KcI/AAAAAAAAAlE/aL4Vol_rcgU/s320/dia+hoje.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349943943515417026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; A quem teve paciência de ler tudo, muito obrigada lol, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não se assustem com as imagens. estão por ordem cronológica, começou assim, com uma risquinha&lt;/span&gt;... (&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;as piores não ponho ta???&lt;/span&gt;) Aquilo amarelo é o &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;efeito das gotas&lt;/span&gt;... Tentei por isto um pouco engraçado para não ser tão secante a leitura, desculpem lá se não consegui, pelo menos tentei :P&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-9173394476799578782?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/9173394476799578782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=9173394476799578782&amp;isPopup=true' title='25 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9173394476799578782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9173394476799578782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/foram-me-ao-olho-2.html' title='Foram-me ao olho #2'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sj7RqlXY0PI/AAAAAAAAAk8/-ri6aL_o4Hs/s72-c/inicio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>25</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6004954143407820809</id><published>2009-06-20T00:47:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T01:02:38.019+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><title type='text'>Foram-me ao olho</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sjwjmz_uvOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wPTOju807B0/s1600-h/eye.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 210px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sjwjmz_uvOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wPTOju807B0/s320/eye.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349189607108820194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Help... Foram-me ao olho.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O ano passado, em Agosto tive um problema no olho direito, na &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;pálpebra móvel&lt;/span&gt;.  Apareceu-me enquanto eu estava a trabalhar, num desfile. Começou a inchar, até pensei que era um "troçolho", ou das luzes do estúdio, ou até mesmo picadela de bicho.&lt;br /&gt;No entanto cada vez foi ficando pior, começou a ganhar umas bolhas &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(tipo herpes)&lt;/span&gt; e a ficar vermelhissímo. Fui ao médico que me disse, que se aquilo não passasse com a pomada &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(meocil)&lt;/span&gt;, teria que fazer uma pequena &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;irurgia de ambulatório, abrindo a pálpebra&lt;/span&gt;. Escusado será dizer que fiquei &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;apavorada&lt;/span&gt; e até já dizia que estava melhor sem estar. Felizmente aos poucos acabou por passar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não é que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ontem&lt;/span&gt;, no &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mesmo olho&lt;/span&gt;, começo a sentir um "ardiume", passado umas horas já estava a inchar. &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Hoje&lt;/span&gt; quando acordei já &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;tinha as bolhas&lt;/span&gt;, as mesmas do ano passado. Só que desta vez é em baixo, junto às pestanas e ao canto lacrimal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sinceramente já não sei o que é melhor, se bolhas em cima ou em baixo, acho que estas são piores, parece que me estão a puxar o olho... Mas eu &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;ão vou ao médico&lt;/span&gt;... nem pensar... É que desta vez, ele &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;abre mesmo&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Eu nem ponho a foto, senão vocês assustam-se...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6004954143407820809?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6004954143407820809/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6004954143407820809&amp;isPopup=true' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6004954143407820809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6004954143407820809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/foram-me-ao-olho.html' title='Foram-me ao olho'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sjwjmz_uvOI/AAAAAAAAAkU/wPTOju807B0/s72-c/eye.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2356948068995507695</id><published>2009-06-19T00:54:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T01:42:04.068+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Saudades da minha Paixão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrUPR1XZaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Mwcbil1JOek/s1600-h/basicinstinct_lg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 263px; height: 198px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrUPR1XZaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Mwcbil1JOek/s320/basicinstinct_lg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348820866406245794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A saudade é tanta que até &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;dói&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não há um único dia que passe, que eu não me lembre do tempo em que dançava. Foram muitos anos... Preciosos anos, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;que vivi a minha vida a dançar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando era pequenina, ia para os bailes de Verão, com os meus pais e dançava o cha-cha-cha com o meu pai. Ficava a ver as bailarinas, que acompanhavam os Conjuntos e &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;imaginava-me no lugar delas.&lt;/span&gt; Depois veio o Dirty Dancing e foi a gota de água. Aquilo mexia comigo, nasceu uma paixão tão grande, que arrisco a dizer que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;foi e ainda é a maior paixão da minha vida, a mais intensa&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sjravt_ksEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UcdqOs4-g3k/s1600-h/304372-2008619-salsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 129px; height: 168px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sjravt_ksEI/AAAAAAAAAj8/UcdqOs4-g3k/s320/304372-2008619-salsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348828020790833218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando abriu a escola de dança, tinha eu 13 anos, estava a acabar de me recuperar de um problema de saúde bem grave, que me ia levando a vida... Inscrevi-me e lá fui eu para as aulas de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Dança-Latino Americanas&lt;/span&gt;. Passado pouco tempo, já fazia demonstrações. Era das alunas mais novas do grupo, com certeza a com mais vontade de aprender, a mais entusiasmada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei a fazer outras aulas além das minhas, ia dar apoio a aulas mais atrasadas e também comecei a fazer aulas de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Tango Argentino&lt;/span&gt;. A professora dizia que eu tinha os "tiques" dela e começou a chamar-me de "bailarina nato". É normal que eu tivesse os mesmos "tiques", admito-me perfeccionista, queria fazer o mais igual possível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Há Sexta-Feira lá ia eu, para o bar da Escola e dançava com toda a gente. Como eu era "pequena", pediam sempre autorização aos meus pais para eu ir, eles lá deixavam, mas iam levar-me e buscar-me LOL coitado do meu pai... Levantar-se às 4 da manhã para me ir buscar, ou então contratava um taxista vizinho nosso para o fazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrbTErPEyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/KohwWJjJQvc/s1600-h/Yv+in+Spine+blue+WSO+07ab.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 268px; height: 193px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrbTErPEyI/AAAAAAAAAkM/KohwWJjJQvc/s320/Yv+in+Spine+blue+WSO+07ab.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348828628174967586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Durante muitos anos, que pensei em seguir a dança. Como era muito incentivada pelos professores da Escola, acabei por me inscrever no Balleteatro em &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;dança contemporânea&lt;/span&gt;, mas para ser sincera não era bem aquela dança que eu gostava... Era mais uma forma de me preparar, para as provas e audições. Cheguei a andar em &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3 escolas ao mesmo tempo&lt;/span&gt; lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A dança para mim é... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tudo&lt;/span&gt;... É &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;impossível descrever&lt;/span&gt; o que eu sinto, quando a música começa. Na pista &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;só existo eu, o meu par e a música. O coração acelera, as mãos transpiram, o corpo treme de ansiedade e começa a mover-se sozinho&lt;/span&gt;.... Não há lugar para palavras, tudo se resume ao ...&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sentir&lt;/span&gt;... e deixar-se levar... é muita emoção. E acreditem... não há sensação igual :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Só de escrever fico toda arrepiada LOL, algo dentro de mim já não está calmo e sereno... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrbAhizDrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VNfHvwoR2EI/s1600-h/dirty+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrbAhizDrI/AAAAAAAAAkE/VNfHvwoR2EI/s320/dirty+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348828309506690738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Numa altura menos boa da minha vida, desisti de tudo.... Hoje sinto que desisti de mim, da minha vida, do meu amor, da minha razão de viver.... Mas.... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não perdi a esperança de voltar a dançar&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;: Desculpem a extensão do texto, mas este assunto para mim, como já devem ter percebido é muito delicado.... E não disse nem metade do que sinto... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-2356948068995507695?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2356948068995507695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2356948068995507695&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2356948068995507695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2356948068995507695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/saudades-da-minha-paixao.html' title='Saudades da minha Paixão'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjrUPR1XZaI/AAAAAAAAAj0/Mwcbil1JOek/s72-c/basicinstinct_lg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7013552190142439601</id><published>2009-06-18T14:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T15:12:19.293+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>O cabelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Já tinha saudades, de fazer post's sobre curiosidades :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjmuZegLRbI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JBhI6c5tZO4/s1600-h/Cabelo+maior+do+mundo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjmuZegLRbI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JBhI6c5tZO4/s320/Cabelo+maior+do+mundo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348497785187157426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tran Van Hay, homem de 73 anos, vietnamita, foi considerado o homem com o cabelo mais longo do mundo.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;O seu cabelo tem aproximadamente 6 metros... A &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;última&lt;/span&gt; vez que Tran Van Hay &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;lavou&lt;/span&gt; o cabelo foi em &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1998&lt;/span&gt;.... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;(credooo....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Há &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;35 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; atrás, ele resolveu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;não cortar mais o cabelo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, pois afirma que ficou doente, devido a um corte... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;(isto é que é ser cauteloso LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYaYCPmFWKw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hYaYCPmFWKw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aquilo já deve ter ninhos de ratos.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cruzes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Estou a experimentar, a programação da publicação no blog, vamos lá ver se este post é publicado direitinho LOL, se não virem isto em condições, já sabem o porquê... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-7013552190142439601?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7013552190142439601/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7013552190142439601&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7013552190142439601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7013552190142439601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/o-cabelo.html' title='O cabelo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjmuZegLRbI/AAAAAAAAAjs/JBhI6c5tZO4/s72-c/Cabelo+maior+do+mundo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-204000920941379911</id><published>2009-06-18T00:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T00:50:08.366+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Resultado do Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjlzzAaKhII/AAAAAAAAAjc/ziDBbAhI6MQ/s1600-h/bday5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjlzzAaKhII/AAAAAAAAAjc/ziDBbAhI6MQ/s320/bday5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348433352599438466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como prometido, cá estou eu para revelar a resposta correcta e também o/a vencedor/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A resposta correcta é a: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;C- Refrescantes e Tonificantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem ganhou o prémio foi a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;LURDES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, PARABÉNS, para receber o prémio basta enviar-me um e-mail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(a.marisasantos@gmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; com nome e morada, ou então se for da zona do Porto posso entregar em mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sim, o comentário vencedor foi o n.º 11, uma vez que o 10º estava errado :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As restantes meninas e meninos, que participaram e não ganharam, não fiquem tristes, pois vão haver mais passatempos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um muito obrigada a todos pela participação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Podem confirmar a resposta &lt;a href="http://adl.onlinewebshop.net/sais_sbarra.htm"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Há uma participação, que não está aqui publicada, pois continha dados pessoais, seria o comentário n.º 16. Peço a todos que participam, o favor de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;não deixarem dados que não podem ser publicados&lt;/span&gt;, pois se calhar de ser o comentário vencedor, convinha eu publicar para comprovar a veracidade do passatempo (senão ainda pensam que aldrabo os resultados lol). Quando for o caso, &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;deixem 2 comentários seguidos, um com a participação e nome e outro a seguir com o nome e os dados/mail com aviso de não publicar&lt;/span&gt; :) Assim já não há problemas. Beijinhos e obrigada a todos&lt;a href="http://adl.onlinewebshop.net/sais_sbarra.htm"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-204000920941379911?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/204000920941379911/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=204000920941379911&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/204000920941379911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/204000920941379911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/resultado-do-passatempo.html' title='Resultado do Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjlzzAaKhII/AAAAAAAAAjc/ziDBbAhI6MQ/s72-c/bday5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-934683227136148113</id><published>2009-06-17T00:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T02:15:26.326+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjgurutlZbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ep6fyazSCYI/s1600-h/Sais_125ml.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 137px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjgurutlZbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ep6fyazSCYI/s320/Sais_125ml.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348075886310942130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje é dia de passatempo, com direito a prémio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ganharem o prémio, apenas têm que responder a uma pergunta e colocar a resposta como comentário a este post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O comentário n.º 10 será o premiado&lt;/span&gt; (se a resposta ao comentário n.º 10 estiver errada, passará para o 11 e assim sucessivamente).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Os comentários ao meu blog só aparecem após aprovação, pelo que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;apenas os publicarei no final do passatempo&lt;/span&gt;, revelando assim o vencedor/a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apenas podem comentar UMA VEZ (a 2ª resposta e sucessivas dadas pela mesma pessoa serão eliminadas).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;O prémio será um frasco de 125ml de sais de banho de Pepino e Melão, marca "Sabão à Barra", da fantástica loja &lt;a href="http://adl.onlinewebshop.net/"&gt;Magias&amp;amp;Aromas&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O passatempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;termina às 00:50&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A pergunta é muiiiito fácil :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- As essências aromáticas do pepino e do melão são :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt; Afrodisíacas e Estimulantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt; Calmantes e Reafirmantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Refrescantes e Tonificante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uma dica, a resposta encontra-se no site da loja :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa sorte :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Por favor, quem responde anónimo, deixe o nome e o mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-934683227136148113?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/934683227136148113/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=934683227136148113&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/934683227136148113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/934683227136148113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/passatempo.html' title='Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjgurutlZbI/AAAAAAAAAjU/Ep6fyazSCYI/s72-c/Sais_125ml.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8445404229662863009</id><published>2009-06-16T05:55:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T06:37:54.351+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Analytics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Google Analytics Perverso</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjcpzFsFLLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XJW0IqfLezE/s1600-h/noiva.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjcpzFsFLLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XJW0IqfLezE/s320/noiva.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347789040202886322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Estava eu a consultar o Google Analytics, quando vejo que vieram ter aqui, com a seguinte frase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div  style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;conto erótico com noiva no dia do casamento&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora vamos cá ver, caros leitores, lá porque eu ajudo as noivas a &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/dia-de-casamento.html"&gt;vestir&lt;/a&gt; o belo do vestido de noiva, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não quer dizer&lt;/span&gt;, que isso dê asas, para um &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/conto-erotico.html"&gt;conto erótico&lt;/a&gt;. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt; "Faxabore" clicar nos &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;links&lt;/span&gt; para ver a explicação :) E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; quanto aos leitores do sexo masculino, é favor &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;conterem as hormonas&lt;/span&gt;, quando visualizarem a noiva ali da foto :P&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8445404229662863009?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8445404229662863009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8445404229662863009&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8445404229662863009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8445404229662863009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/sr-google-analyticsv.html' title='Google Analytics Perverso'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjcpzFsFLLI/AAAAAAAAAjM/XJW0IqfLezE/s72-c/noiva.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1182384768409942559</id><published>2009-06-15T17:44:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T18:13:18.105+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Fui enganada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjZ63bn_ttI/AAAAAAAAAi8/O-RzgIENbzU/s1600-h/irritada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 294px; height: 208px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjZ63bn_ttI/AAAAAAAAAi8/O-RzgIENbzU/s320/irritada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347596700275947218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estou, irritada, nervosa, danada, furiosa, enraivecida, stressada, piursa, chocada, REVOLTADA...&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sim estou isto tudo, porque &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;me sinto enganada&lt;/span&gt;... E isto não vai ficar assim....&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No sábado fui à farmácia e aproveitei para ver a parte da cosmética. Como vocês sabem, eu gosto imenso de experimentar, de alternar produtos. No entanto e por culpa minha, porque deveria beber mais água, ando com uma desidratação na pele, por vezes até escama.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ia trazer o Riche da Uriage, mas a farmacêutica, aconselhou-me um da Galenic de Argane. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para começar, ela quis-me impingir a gama completa que ia lá para os 150€, mas eu apenas queria um hidratante, frisei-lhe que a minha &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;pele é mista&lt;/span&gt; e ela &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;garantiu-me&lt;/span&gt; que este creme era o apropriado. Posto isto eu trouxe-o...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjZ-62EnwqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/FkuTnMRZZLI/s1600-h/Gal__nic_Argane__4a08c2eea415d.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 182px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjZ-62EnwqI/AAAAAAAAAjE/FkuTnMRZZLI/s320/Gal__nic_Argane__4a08c2eea415d.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347601156961452706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mal abri o creme fiquei logo desiludida, devido à textura, parece cera de tão duro. Lá retirei uma pequena quantidade de produto com a espátula e apliquei.... olhei-me ao espelho e.... parece que tinha aplicado &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;brilhantina&lt;/span&gt;.... Pensei que a pele absorve-se, mas passado quase 1hr ainda continuava igual... lá fui eu retirar o excesso....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem voltei a utilizar, mas desta vez uma quantidade ainda menor.... O efeito?? Exactamente o mesmo..., embora não tenha o efeito brilhantina tão acentuado, a minha pele pura e simplesmente &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;não absorve&lt;/span&gt;... Pelo contrário, sinto um desconforto enorme de pele a transpirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este creme é banha autêntica.. E agora?? Agora ninguém mo troca porque foi aberto, ninguém mo compra porque está aberto.... Não conheço ninguém que tenha a pele tão seca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Que nervosssssssss, eu precisava de um creme fluído à base de água,  que foi o que eu lhe disse, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;apetece-me dar-lhe com o boião nas bentas&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PS:&lt;/span&gt; Não comprem nada, sem testar primeiro... é o que dá a farmácia não ter testers, mas ter incompetentes que só vêem euros à frente....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-1182384768409942559?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1182384768409942559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1182384768409942559&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1182384768409942559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1182384768409942559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/fui-enganada.html' title='Fui enganada'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjZ63bn_ttI/AAAAAAAAAi8/O-RzgIENbzU/s72-c/irritada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2711779424294736902</id><published>2009-06-14T18:33:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:44:56.877+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Dia de Casamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjU51mZhwAI/AAAAAAAAAic/nl9jTicLfmc/s1600-h/vendor-bride.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjU51mZhwAI/AAAAAAAAAic/nl9jTicLfmc/s320/vendor-bride.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347243725575798786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Mais um fim de semana se passou, mais um casamento aconteceu. Esta semana tive bastante trabalho, nos 2 feriados e no fim de semana.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hoje, por volta das 9:30hr já estava eu à porta de casa da noiva. Fiz o "ritual" normal em que consiste o meu trabalho e também como quase sempre, (porque gosto imenso de o fazer) ajudo a noiva a vestir-se, a apertar os 1000 botões do vestido, colocar o véu etc etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Dia de trabalho, para mim é um misto de emoções. Não consigo deixar de me envolver nos sentimentos que antecedem a hora do casamento. Vivo o stress com elas, vivo a emoção delas, durmo mal na noite anterior, como a maior parte delas, preocupo-me se faz sol ou chuva, fico emocionada quando as vejo prontas para seguir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; o caminho da felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Vivo, os últimos momentos dos preparativos intensamente e no regresso a casa, a única coisa que passa na minha cabeça, é um pequeno filme dos momentos passados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;No meio disto tudo, não consigo deixar de pensar, em&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; como teria sido o meu dia se tivesse casado... Uma coisa eu sei, estava sol lol.... Vejo tantas noivas, tantos vestidos, tantos bouquets, tantos penteados, que... pensando nas escolhas que tinha feito, se fosse hoje... alterava tudo LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;E vivo assim o meu trabalho, &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;sentindo-me uma noiva.... eterna...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjU8bDqqWmI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ItzwNQnVGgY/s1600-h/casamento.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjU8bDqqWmI/AAAAAAAAAi0/ItzwNQnVGgY/s320/casamento.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347246568110709346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Não... não estou triste :)&lt;br /&gt;Está a chegar um passatempo fresquinho, estejam atentos :)&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-2711779424294736902?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2711779424294736902/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2711779424294736902&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2711779424294736902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2711779424294736902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/dia-de-casamento.html' title='Dia de Casamento'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjU51mZhwAI/AAAAAAAAAic/nl9jTicLfmc/s72-c/vendor-bride.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-837182685960315540</id><published>2009-06-13T19:14:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T19:26:47.921+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barracadas'/><title type='text'>Barracadas #3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjPuzt5B8AI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hYLBTECxWgI/s1600-h/asma.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 168px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjPuzt5B8AI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hYLBTECxWgI/s320/asma.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346879754878447618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fui eu à farmácia, buscar a bommmmmmmba da asma da minha avó, que tinha acabado. Chego a casa e vou logo ao quarto dar-lhe uma dose LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Abro a bomba, meto-lha na boca e...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Chupe agora&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Avó-&lt;/span&gt; fuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Então??? tem que chupar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Avó-&lt;/span&gt; fuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; ......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Avó-&lt;/span&gt; fuuuuuuuuuuuuu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; ........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Avó-&lt;/span&gt; Não dá, se calhar ta fechada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tiro-lhe a bomba, toda despachada, e olho para o "bocal" enquanto digo..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Não ta nada fecha.....da (ups)... Chupe agora com força...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Avó-&lt;/span&gt; fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu já está&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Pois....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS: Eu nunca lhe tinha dado a bomba :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-837182685960315540?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/837182685960315540/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=837182685960315540&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/837182685960315540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/837182685960315540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/barracadas-3.html' title='Barracadas #3'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjPuzt5B8AI/AAAAAAAAAiU/hYLBTECxWgI/s72-c/asma.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-792227289276077013</id><published>2009-06-13T07:39:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:44:30.536+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Perdi tudo... Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjNJzH0W6xI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H5tnD3mtoyM/s1600-h/SB-Minnie-Perdi-tudo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 233px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjNJzH0W6xI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H5tnD3mtoyM/s320/SB-Minnie-Perdi-tudo.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346698325239720722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como já devem ter reparado, o blog andou em obras.... Andei aqui a entreter-me a alargar colunas, trocar o fundo, fazer umas alterações e........ quando vou a ver... PERDI TUDO.... perdi o conteúdo da lista "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;O que eu Leio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ficou só o titulo, a lista dos blogs desapareceu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Já andei de blog em blog, nos comentários, nos mails, nos seguidores etc etc etc, consegui recuperar a maior parte. No entanto, eu tenho a certeza que me faltam blogs na lista. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Por favor, vejam se estão na minha lista &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;negra (lol)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;nãooooooo&lt;/span&gt;, na minha lista cor de rosa :P e &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;se não estiverem avisem-me&lt;/span&gt;, para eu adicionar novamente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Obrigadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa Beijinhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-792227289276077013?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/792227289276077013/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=792227289276077013&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/792227289276077013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/792227289276077013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/perdi-tudo-help.html' title='Perdi tudo... Help'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjNJzH0W6xI/AAAAAAAAAiM/H5tnD3mtoyM/s72-c/SB-Minnie-Perdi-tudo.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3697574241360637656</id><published>2009-06-12T01:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:13:51.727+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Gosto tantooooooo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Gosto muito desta publicidade, gosto imenso da música, que por acaso, tem um significado muito especial para mim e gosto principalmente do ursinhooooooooooooo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh simmmmm, eu quero um assim, que venha de grua também hihihihihi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Pf0LxcHV8I&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9Pf0LxcHV8I&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3697574241360637656?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3697574241360637656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3697574241360637656&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3697574241360637656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3697574241360637656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/gosto-tantooooooo.html' title='Gosto tantooooooo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3469618285120674185</id><published>2009-06-11T20:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T20:56:05.069+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Contas feitas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjFgv0FoHRI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3k0g6r7axY0/s1600-h/69Seguidores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 195px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjFgv0FoHRI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3k0g6r7axY0/s320/69Seguidores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346160607217851666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mais coisa menos coisa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mais visita menos visita&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mais post menos post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mais comentário menos comentário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não posso deixar isto em branco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Seguidores: 69 LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;que responsabilidade.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Ando com muito trabalho, mas para a semana já tenho mais tempinho para postar coisinhas de jeito lol e comentar os vossos cantinhos todos :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3469618285120674185?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3469618285120674185/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3469618285120674185&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3469618285120674185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3469618285120674185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/contas-feitas.html' title='Contas feitas'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SjFgv0FoHRI/AAAAAAAAAfk/3k0g6r7axY0/s72-c/69Seguidores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6463560816366987150</id><published>2009-06-07T22:40:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:15:45.284+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Dá que pensar....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Siwz5sCchsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fvJH0HrvS0s/s1600-h/votar_20.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 178px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Siwz5sCchsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fvJH0HrvS0s/s200/votar_20.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344703923948914370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje foi dia de Eleições, não sei se já vos tinha dito, mas fui para a mesa de voto. Acordei às 6 da manhã, escusado será dizer que estou de rastos.......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ora bem, correu tudo muito bem, aconteceram imensas coisas, a maior parte delas.... &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/search/label/Barracadas"&gt;barracadas &lt;/a&gt;inéditas, que eu irei contar mais para a frente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No meio disto tudo, aconteceu algo que me deixou simplesmente sem palavras....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Siw1AN6J-aI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Q_DCYZZqXF8/s1600-h/namorados_idosos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 164px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Siw1AN6J-aI/AAAAAAAAAfc/Q_DCYZZqXF8/s320/namorados_idosos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344705135631792546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Entra um idoso na sala, acompanhado da sua bengala e do seu filho, este senhor tinha 80 e muitos anos. Muito simpático, nos informou que a esposa não poderia ir votar devido ao seu estado de saúde. Dei-lhe o papel de voto, votou... Entreguei-lhe os documentos, os quais os guardou com calma na sua carteira. Começou a mexer nos bolsos como se estivesse à procura de algo. Tirou um papel do MB que continha um texto em letras muito pequeninas, que até eu que vejo bem teria dificuldades em ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pediu permissão para ler, acedemos de imediato. Eram uns versos que ele escreveu para a mulher, simplesmente lindos.... Vocês não têm noção... Versos que falavam de amor, de solidão, de adeus... Disse-nos que estava um pouco nervoso porque, a alegria da vida dele, a razão do seu viver, se estava a ir embora... Tantos anos juntos, tantos anos de felicidade conjunta, prestes a terminar... Estava desorientado, porque não sabia o que iria fazer quando ela o deixasse....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bateu-me uma nostalgia.... Fiquei com tanta pena daquele senhor....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando saiu, acabamos por comentar uns com os outros, a tristeza de nos dias de hoje, já não existir amor assim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem é que não gostava de chegar aos 80 e muitos anos, completamente apaixonado, da mesma forma ou ainda mais que há não sei quantos anos atrás?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Eu cá já me contentava, com a idade que tenho, sentir o amor assim... intensamente.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O blog atingiu as &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;10.000 visitas&lt;/span&gt; weeeeee &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;obrigada a todos&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3793895688957818688-6463560816366987150?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6463560816366987150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6463560816366987150&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6463560816366987150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6463560816366987150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/da-que-pensar.html' title='Dá que pensar....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Siwz5sCchsI/AAAAAAAAAfU/fvJH0HrvS0s/s72-c/votar_20.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8186362534436389743</id><published>2009-06-06T02:14:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T02:58:50.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'>Prémios e Desafios</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ora bem, por onde é que eu começo???? Acho que é melhor pelo princípio lol. Então é assim, eu tenho uma série de prémios e desafios atrasados, pelo que os vou postar em 2 partes, porque são bastantes. Andei a ver os vossos blogs para ver quem deu o quê. Se falhar alguém por favor avisem-me para eu colocar o nome de quem deu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinDwgE9e_I/AAAAAAAAAes/aWJVKqICwt8/s1600-h/SELOOOO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinDwgE9e_I/AAAAAAAAAes/aWJVKqICwt8/s200/SELOOOO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344017670863682546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oferecido pelas queridas: &lt;a href="http://amour-moi-toi.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luar&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tatanita&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;*B*&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.suferreira.info/"&gt;SuFerreira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As regras são as seguintes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;1.Colocar o selo no blog;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;2.Divulgar as regras;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;3.Dizer 5 coisas que gosto na vida;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;4.Indicar 5 blogues para os quais o envio;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;5.Informar os blogues indicados que receberam o selo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;Gosto de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Comer e Beber lol, Dormir, Rir, Amigos, Família&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinF-4p1TmI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ElOQJUse184/s1600-h/camara+lenta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinF-4p1TmI/AAAAAAAAAe0/ElOQJUse184/s200/camara+lenta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344020117002210914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oferecido pelas: &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Véu em Flor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tricas-e-nicas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tricas &amp;amp; Nicas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;*B*&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tatanita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As regras são:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;•Publicar a imagem do selo e linkar o blog que o passou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;•Escolher 5 situações da vida que mereciam ser repetidas em slow motion e explicar porquê.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;•Passar o desafio e o selo a 12 blogs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O dia em que tirei a carta, era uma coisa que eu queria muiiiiiito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O dia em que recebi o diploma do curso, (tava a ser dificil LOL)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O dia em que recebi o meu primeiro salário (fruto do meu esforço)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; O último dia da minha kika em casa, em slow motion porque no dia seguinte partiu e ela não deveria partir, logo o dia não deveria ter passado......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Todos os dias que me fizeram sorrir, que fizeram a minha alegria, que me emocionaram :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;***********************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinGlJKndOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/DFcNqYkOzhs/s1600-h/friends_juventudeviciosa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinGlJKndOI/AAAAAAAAAe8/DFcNqYkOzhs/s200/friends_juventudeviciosa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344020774269711586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Oferecido pelas: &lt;a href="http://docesaosmolhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Clara&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;Véu em Flor&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://miepeee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miepeee&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As regras deste selo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Esse é o troféu do Amigo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Esses blogs são extremamente charmosos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Esses blogueiros têm o objetivo de serem amigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eles não estão interessados em se autopromover.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Nossa esperança é que quando os laços desse troféu são cortados ainda mais amizades sejam propagadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Entregue esse troféu para oito blogueiros(as) que devem escolher oito outros blogueiros (as) e incluir esse texto junto com seu troféu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinHgIHeNUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4kdbimt4kBY/s1600-h/Lem.JPE"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 119px; height: 153px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinHgIHeNUI/AAAAAAAAAfE/4kdbimt4kBY/s200/Lem.JPE" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344021787600368962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinHtVyZhhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-JmixIb-M9c/s1600-h/lista+de+desejos.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 155px; height: 151px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinHtVyZhhI/AAAAAAAAAfM/-JmixIb-M9c/s200/lista+de+desejos.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344022014608377362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Oferecidos pela linda &lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;*B*&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;A regra para o 1º é ligeiramente estranha. Devo responder o que significa para mim ser um Homo Sapiens?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Para mim um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Homo Sapiens&lt;/span&gt; é um homem com muitos anos, com muita sabedoria. Este homem é meio homem meio sapo, LOL pronto :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Quanto ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2º selo&lt;/span&gt;, devo dizer &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8 desejos&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;- Ser feliz, ter saúde, ter paz, ter amor, ter trabalho e dinheiro, conhecer outros países, ser mãe e ser sempre honesta, sincera, em geral boa pessoa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;BLOGS PREMIADOS E DESAFIADOS: Todos os da minha lista ali ao lado :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS: Por favor se alguém me tiver oferecido algum destes prémios/desafios e não estiver mencionado avise-meeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8186362534436389743?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8186362534436389743/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8186362534436389743&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8186362534436389743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8186362534436389743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/premios-e-desafios.html' title='Prémios e Desafios'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SinDwgE9e_I/AAAAAAAAAes/aWJVKqICwt8/s72-c/SELOOOO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2814267827800861293</id><published>2009-06-05T19:03:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:55:03.797+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Parabéns bolinha de pêlo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SileJWJcmpI/AAAAAAAAAec/QoeriC0Xcuo/s1600-h/1187019094_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SileJWJcmpI/AAAAAAAAAec/QoeriC0Xcuo/s400/1187019094_f.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343905947508841106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;E já se passaram 2 anos.... Vieste ao mundo para fazer a minha felicidade :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apesar de seres um pestinha dourado, um bolinha de pêlo, que me transforma a casa num algodão gigante, és lindoooooooooooo e fazes a minha alegria todos os dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ainda me lembro do dia em que te trouxe, estavas lá na "jaula" com os teus irmãozinhos, eles todos sossegadinhos, enquanto tu estavas a correr todo algariado e a trepar pelas grades, foi amor à primeira vista :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Parabéns meu Merlin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Silfu4Ai5FI/AAAAAAAAAek/odAIffwKIbE/s1600-h/12082007222.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Silfu4Ai5FI/AAAAAAAAAek/odAIffwKIbE/s320/12082007222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343907691765097554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3793895688957818688-2814267827800861293?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2814267827800861293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2814267827800861293&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2814267827800861293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2814267827800861293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/parabens-bolinha-de-pelo.html' title='Parabéns bolinha de pêlo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SileJWJcmpI/AAAAAAAAAec/QoeriC0Xcuo/s72-c/1187019094_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7205292115510473782</id><published>2009-06-05T00:35:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T06:16:34.864+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><title type='text'>Celulite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SihcelysTII/AAAAAAAAAeU/9kVh5A53kAw/s1600-h/ataque+celulite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 328px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SihcelysTII/AAAAAAAAAeU/9kVh5A53kAw/s400/ataque+celulite.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343622638485654658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Declarei guerra à Celulite, comigo ela &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;não&lt;/span&gt; vai levar a melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ando à uns dias a pensar na celulite... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/cremes-estragados.html"&gt;Lembram&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;??? Não sou obcecada pela beleza corporal, mas de facto, tenho-me olhado ao espelho e não tenho gostado nada do que tenho visto....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje, depois de ler o post da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.suferreira.info/?p=1320"&gt;Su&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, andei pela net a cuscar tudo. Aproveitei e falei com algumas amigas que trabalham no ramo e.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fui ah Sephora e comprei estes maravilhosos produtos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collistar.it/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Collistar Night&amp;amp;Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(45,25€)&lt;/span&gt; - Um anti-celulitico que além de reduzir, destrói a maldita celulite. O Pack é composto por um concentrado para aplicar à noite &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(aroma fantástico)&lt;/span&gt; e um creme para aplicar durante o dia, vem ainda com um massajador, que a meu ver vai ajudar bastante.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collistar.it/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.collistar.it/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Collistar Abdomen and Hip Treatment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(32,90€)&lt;/span&gt; - Este é um redutor, destruidor do tecido adiposo, provoca um efeito ruborizado na pele.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para um ventre lindo e plano :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pelo que percebi, usando diáriamente resulta mesmo, mas depois eu vou contando os resultados. Vou utilizar religiosamente, até porque o investimento foi grande... &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(o que vale é que metade foi patrocinado LOL)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Deram-me o guia de beleza Collistar escrito em Português. Esta marca tem também, cremes de rosto, produtos de cabelo, maquilhagem. É muito completa mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-7205292115510473782?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7205292115510473782/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7205292115510473782&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7205292115510473782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7205292115510473782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/celulite.html' title='Celulite'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SihcelysTII/AAAAAAAAAeU/9kVh5A53kAw/s72-c/ataque+celulite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5640728706612938503</id><published>2009-06-04T00:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T00:49:47.246+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barracadas'/><title type='text'>Barracadas #2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SicLU8f_TtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yChoeognS8c/s1600-h/galinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 285px; height: 215px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SicLU8f_TtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yChoeognS8c/s320/galinha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343251937363971794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Momento alto das &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mini&lt;/span&gt; Férias:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Eu-&lt;/span&gt; Oh Carla que giroooooo, tens ali uma galinha de patitas para o ar a descansar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Carla-&lt;/span&gt; Ahhhhhhhhhh :O está MORTA.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ups....&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-5640728706612938503?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5640728706612938503/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5640728706612938503&amp;isPopup=true' title='19 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5640728706612938503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5640728706612938503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/barracadas-2.html' title='Barracadas #2'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SicLU8f_TtI/AAAAAAAAAeM/yChoeognS8c/s72-c/galinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3715565851808239639</id><published>2009-06-02T23:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T23:23:44.131+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Desvio mental (???)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiWlwJwOsTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/unFkNNowb88/s1600-h/desvio+mental+lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 305px; height: 229px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiWlwJwOsTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/unFkNNowb88/s320/desvio+mental+lol.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342858779615473970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Percebemos que a nossa cabeça está avariada quando.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estamos a caminho de nossa casa, a conduzir o nosso popó, a cantarolar o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHeseOjdgZI"&gt;words don´t came easy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, aparece uma placa a dizer &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;DESVIO&lt;/span&gt; e em vez de seguir para a rua correcta, desviamos sem sequer pensar e sem saber onde vai ter o desvio...... Damos uma grande volta e lá vamos ter a casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Chegamos a casa e em vez de pousar as chaves no balcão, as levamos em direcção ao quarto, pelo caminho paramos para voltar para trás e hesitamos 2 ou 3 vezes....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Hummmmmmmm será grave????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS: Preciso de férias outra vezzzzzzzzz LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-3715565851808239639?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3715565851808239639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3715565851808239639&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3715565851808239639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3715565851808239639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/desvio-mental.html' title='Desvio mental (???)'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiWlwJwOsTI/AAAAAAAAAeE/unFkNNowb88/s72-c/desvio+mental+lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4540385912604550237</id><published>2009-06-01T06:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T06:30:00.519+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Volteiiiiiiiiiiii</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiNls2828JI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HTAd-nRPg4w/s1600-h/abelhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 119px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiNls2828JI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HTAd-nRPg4w/s320/abelhas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342225404330963090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Abelhinhas lindas LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Já voltei na 6ª feira mas.... decididamente.... não posso tirar férias.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quando abri o e-mail... quase 250 mails.... LOL. Depois, trabalho, trabalho, trabalho, trabalho....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ai ai... Hoje foi o dia que posso dizer que "descansei" um pouco. Apesar de tudo consegui responder a todos os mails. Ainda não consegui foi retribuir a visita aos vossos cantinhos, mas de hoje não passa, prometo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Foram 2 dias fantásticos, passados em óptima companhia, vi abelhinhas, vaquinhas, ovelhinhas, galinhas, coelhinhos, gansos, enfim.... Comi coisas muitos boas, muitas goludices LOL. Não posso que dizer que fui descansar, porque não fui...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fui conhecer coisas novas, conviver com amigos, passear muito, rir muito. Embora tenha sido pouco tempo, ESTAVA MESMO A PRECISAR :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiNkOMVDc5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/UtFlNAkCO6o/s1600-h/IMG_0019999999.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiNkOMVDc5I/AAAAAAAAAd0/UtFlNAkCO6o/s320/IMG_0019999999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342223777982018450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu e a Carla&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Resumo das férias... Foram:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Maravilhosas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Fantásticas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Lindas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Delirantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Um sonho&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Poucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Poucas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Poucas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora um outro assunto, não deve ser novidade para vocês... Eu já tinha ouvido falar nisto, mas... AINDA não tinha ouvido.... LOL, estou para aqui farta de me rir (à retardadora eu sei lol), mas pronto, o que conta é que mais vale tarde que nunca.... Os bailarinos são simplesmente.... sem palavras... LOL&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBjUH8nT2pg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FBjUH8nT2pg&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Fui até Vila Pouca de Aguiar (onde moram uns amigos fantásticos) Pedras Salgadas, Vidago etc etc etc, aconselho muiiiiiiito, sossego e divertimento garantido :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-4540385912604550237?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4540385912604550237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4540385912604550237&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4540385912604550237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4540385912604550237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/06/volteiiiiiiiiiiii.html' title='Volteiiiiiiiiiiii'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SiNls2828JI/AAAAAAAAAd8/HTAd-nRPg4w/s72-c/abelhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6961561454834952079</id><published>2009-05-27T04:02:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T04:13:09.549+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Fériassssssss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShytVTrjwNI/AAAAAAAAAds/G_CM_zSRgu4/s1600-h/Ferias.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShytVTrjwNI/AAAAAAAAAds/G_CM_zSRgu4/s320/Ferias.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340333839726395602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah pois é... já não me lembro o que são férias.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por issooooooo, vai saber-me muito bem, passar 2 dias &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;(sim é pouco)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;, fora do "habitat" :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Vou passear, distrair, apanhar ar puro e visitar uns amigos :) Só tenho pena de deixar aqui o meu &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-gato-e-meu.html"&gt;anjinho bom&lt;/a&gt; :( mas a minha mãe vem cá trazer-lhe comidinha, por aguínha e etc, fica bem entregue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Volto Sexta Feira, até láaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-6961561454834952079?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6961561454834952079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6961561454834952079&amp;isPopup=true' title='23 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6961561454834952079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6961561454834952079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/feriassssssss.html' title='Fériassssssss'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShytVTrjwNI/AAAAAAAAAds/G_CM_zSRgu4/s72-c/Ferias.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>23</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2066508492411710725</id><published>2009-05-26T00:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T18:31:52.525+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Resultado do Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Shski9Umz5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/XO5uSenPoUg/s1600-h/bday5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 155px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Shski9Umz5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/XO5uSenPoUg/s320/bday5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339901966172999570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como prometido, cá estou eu para revelar a resposta correcta e também o/a vencedor/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A resposta correcta é a: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;B- Remover células mortas e purificar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem ganhou o prémio foi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;KINTAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, PARABÉNS, para receber o prémio basta enviar-me um e-mail &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(a.marisasantos@gmail.com)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; com nome e morada, ou então se for da zona do Porto posso entregar em mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;As restantes meninas e meninos, que participaram e não ganharam, não fiquem tristes, pois vão haver mais passatempos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fiquei muito contente com as vossas participações, ultrapassaram as minhas expectativas. Gostei de ver os homens a participar :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um muito obrigada a todos pela participação. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;PS: Afinal temos UM vencedOR eheheheh&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-2066508492411710725?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2066508492411710725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2066508492411710725&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2066508492411710725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2066508492411710725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/passatempo_25.html' title='Resultado do Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Shski9Umz5I/AAAAAAAAAdk/XO5uSenPoUg/s72-c/bday5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7562942221284002485</id><published>2009-05-25T05:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T05:29:23.802+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShoZvKGE6iI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KGwfbT4WVs4/s1600-h/premiooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 196px; height: 205px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShoZvKGE6iI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KGwfbT4WVs4/s320/premiooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339608606155532834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje é dia de passatempo, com direito a prémio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para ganharem o prémio, apenas têm que responder a uma pergunta e colocar a resposta como comentário a este post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O comentário n.º 7 será o premiado&lt;/span&gt; (se a resposta ao comentário n.º 7 estiver errada, passará para o 8 e assim sucessivamente).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Os comentários ao meu blog só aparecem após aprovação, pelo que apenas os publicarei no final do passatempo, revelando assim o vencedor/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apenas podem comentar UMA VEZ (a 2ª resposta e sucessivas dadas pela mesma pessoa serão eliminadas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O prémio &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/passatempo.html"&gt;desta vez&lt;/a&gt; não é unisexo, é um gel exfoliante de rosto, para homem da Sephora de 75ml (oferta sephora).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Homens é a vossa oportunidade. Mulheres, participem e ofereçam ao vosso mais que especial :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O passatempo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;termina às 00:00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A pergunta é muiiiito fácil :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- O exfoliante tem a função principal de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;A-&lt;/span&gt; Activar a circulação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;B-&lt;/span&gt; Remover células mortas e purificar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt; Deixar a pele macia e hidratada&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Boa sorte :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Por favor, quem responde anónimo, deixe pelo menos o nome e o mail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-7562942221284002485?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7562942221284002485/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7562942221284002485&amp;isPopup=true' title='31 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7562942221284002485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7562942221284002485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/passatempo.html' title='Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShoZvKGE6iI/AAAAAAAAAdc/KGwfbT4WVs4/s72-c/premiooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>31</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5433324610265070825</id><published>2009-05-21T15:51:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T16:14:51.971+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Será que sou a única....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;....a achar que vão explodir a qualquer momento????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVq4VIw7VI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BKzBlebn1yI/s1600-h/anafoto2bigvk6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVq4VIw7VI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BKzBlebn1yI/s320/anafoto2bigvk6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338290449296715090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Não tenho nada contra esta senhora, mas ao vê-la hoje, num programa de TV, não pude deixar de comentar... É que, cada vez que ela se mexia, dava a impressão que ia estoirar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não recrimino as pessoas que colocam próteses de silicone, pelo contrário, desde que seja para melhorar o bem estar consigo própria e com consciência, tudo bem... No entanto o que é demais enjoa....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho inclusive amigas que colocaram próteses &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(com todo o meu apoio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, contudo, colocaram algo natural, sem exageros e proporcional ao corpo que possuem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Será que estas senhoras, acham mesmo que ficam bonitas e sexys, assim???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVsNe9bbgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ZTV5psqCDuQ/s1600-h/112500silicone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 243px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVsNe9bbgI/AAAAAAAAAY8/ZTV5psqCDuQ/s320/112500silicone.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338291912222404098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVskaQxhTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3acU1LWtu2A/s1600-h/0c03bdb402e37d42b85c91a5e51675be.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVskaQxhTI/AAAAAAAAAZE/3acU1LWtu2A/s320/0c03bdb402e37d42b85c91a5e51675be.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338292306098357554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Tenho estado com um "grave" problema no computador, que praticamente me permite abrir o msn e pouco mais. Assim que resolver tudo, vou visitar os vossos cantinhos todos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah... do &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/pais-maravilhosos.html"&gt;bolo&lt;/a&gt; não sobrou nada ehehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-5433324610265070825?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5433324610265070825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5433324610265070825&amp;isPopup=true' title='29 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5433324610265070825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5433324610265070825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/sera-que-sou-unica.html' title='Será que sou a única....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ShVq4VIw7VI/AAAAAAAAAY0/BKzBlebn1yI/s72-c/anafoto2bigvk6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>29</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6096788167722241008</id><published>2009-05-17T03:07:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:38:44.141+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Pais Maravilhosos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje os meus pais estão de parabéns, faz hoje &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;29 anos&lt;/span&gt; que eles deram o nó :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como é um dia especial e porque eles merecem tudo o que eu lhes possa dar e muito mais, resolvi fazer um bolo de bolacha que eles gostam muito. Infelizmente, não saiu como eu previa.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Então foi assim... Como as natas não subiram, eu toda aflita meti folhas de gelatina, quando tirei do frigorífico o creme não mexia... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;CONCLUSÃO:&lt;/span&gt; ficou mesmo tipo gelatina... Lá me safei como pude, não estão a imaginar o que foi "barrar"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Claro que não ficou muito bem coberto... Agarrei num pacote de natas para fazer a cobertura... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;RESULTADO:&lt;/span&gt; não subiram de novo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lá fiz eu uma invenção à pressa, ralei 10 bolachas e misturei às natas... Ficou mais grossinho e deu para barrar, mas não me parecia bem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Peguei numa tablete de chocolate, ralei e polvilhei... Peguei no chocolate granulado e fiz o 29... não ficou como eu queria, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mas foi feito com muito amor e muita dedicação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;PARABÉNS PAIS, que contem muitos mais anos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sg9zTmgcItI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7501QY9A-wc/s1600-h/bolo+de+bolacha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 197px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sg9zTmgcItI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7501QY9A-wc/s320/bolo+de+bolacha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336610864048644818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Podem ser sinceros, eu sei que não ficou com aspecto delicioso :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-6096788167722241008?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6096788167722241008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6096788167722241008&amp;isPopup=true' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6096788167722241008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6096788167722241008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/pais-maravilhosos.html' title='Pais Maravilhosos'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sg9zTmgcItI/AAAAAAAAAYs/7501QY9A-wc/s72-c/bolo+de+bolacha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3220645283629256977</id><published>2009-05-15T02:13:00.013+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:51:50.769+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><title type='text'>Noivinhas que me mimam</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgzWSNmcTFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xTxwZsaoCnk/s1600-h/____blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 243px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgzWSNmcTFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xTxwZsaoCnk/s320/____blog.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335875266904083538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Se há coisas que me deixam emocionada, feliz, a irradiar alegria, com um sorriso nos lábios e os olhos rasos de água, são as palavras das minhas noivas, quando regressam da lua de mel. Deixo alguns testemunhos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"Chego a casa e está a Marisa, maquilhadora aqui do fórum, que recomendo vivamente, já á minha espera e deixou me linda..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Catarina Avelar)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Cheguei a casa, já estava lá a maquilhadora Marisa Santos aqui do fórum à minha espera. Ela foi maravilhosa, adorei a forma como me maquilhou e como me "acalmou"..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Maria Ribeiro)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"A Marisa Santos já estava à minha espera. Para ti querida Marisa, um OBRIGADA MUITO GRANDE, a maquilhagem ficou absolutamente perfeita (eu adorei e o noivo também! lol). Tenho a dizer-te a ADOREI mesmo o teu trabalho, estava fantástico. E não borratou nada!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Paula Marques)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="font-style: italic; text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Minha querida fizes-te parte de um dia muito especial. Queria agradecer-te do fundo do meu coração. És uma pessoa especial com um enorme talento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Qualquer noiva que te escolha como maquilhadora não vai ficar decepcionada pois tu és excepcional como profissional e como pessoa. Um grande beijinho ;)"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Daly)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"Fiquei super feliz por te ter a torcer por mim, por estares tão emocionada e feliz como eu no meu dia!!! És uma pessoa espectacular, uma profissional excelente!!! Obrigado por me deixares assim tão feliz, linda não só a mim mas a minha mãe, e as minhas duas amigas. Desejo-te sempre muito sucesso e felicidade para toda tua vida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Minha Marisa.. minha confidente e maravilhosa amiga... obrigado pelo apoio que me deste durante a hora... conseguiste distrair-me o suficiente ate o meu lindo sol aparecer!!! Desejo que sejas muito feliz, mais que que eu durante a tua vida, por me teres ajudado tanto naquela hora, fostes a amiga, das muitas que tenho mas que não estavam presentes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;(Liliana Jesus)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana; text-align: justify;"&gt;Minhas queridas noivas, vocês fazem a minha alegria :) muiiiiiiiiiiito obrigada pelo vosso carinho. Sejam muito felizes :)&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-3220645283629256977?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3220645283629256977/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3220645283629256977&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3220645283629256977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3220645283629256977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/noivinhas-que-me-mimam.html' title='Noivinhas que me mimam'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgzWSNmcTFI/AAAAAAAAAYg/xTxwZsaoCnk/s72-c/____blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3262178666926680993</id><published>2009-05-13T21:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T23:08:48.455+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>E tenho dito....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgsutMrU8aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vOEmosdo0ZQ/s1600-h/raiva-agressao-mulher-bate-em-homem-c-porrete-animado.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgsutMrU8aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vOEmosdo0ZQ/s320/raiva-agressao-mulher-bate-em-homem-c-porrete-animado.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335409537582428578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgsvgVs03RI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BI-_IJNXhGM/s1600-h/Quemmandaemcasa%286%29.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgsvgVs03RI/AAAAAAAAAYE/BI-_IJNXhGM/s320/Quemmandaemcasa%286%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5335410416177962258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Que nervosssssssssssssssssssssss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3262178666926680993?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3262178666926680993/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3262178666926680993&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3262178666926680993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3262178666926680993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/e-tenho-dito.html' title='E tenho dito....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgsutMrU8aI/AAAAAAAAAX0/vOEmosdo0ZQ/s72-c/raiva-agressao-mulher-bate-em-homem-c-porrete-animado.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2913505927127100994</id><published>2009-05-12T00:48:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-12T01:25:45.605+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>A PDI não perdoa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgjA7lgVl6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MDtfViwZIWg/s1600-h/__bebada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 187px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgjA7lgVl6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MDtfViwZIWg/s320/__bebada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334725888532912034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois é... primeiro vêm os presuntos, provavelmente estão as rugas a caminho e agora afectou-me mais acima.&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu juro, que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;eu não me andei a meter no vinho&lt;/span&gt;, mas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não é que ontem, me entrou uma música na cabeça, que não saía nem por nada??? Hoje quando acordei ela ainda tocava....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Era nada mais nada menos que "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mWQi4FTO3fM"&gt; Verde Vinho - Paulo Alexandre&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; " &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cliquem para ouvir LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Vamos brindar com vinho verde&lt;br /&gt;Que é do meu Portugal&lt;br /&gt;E o vinho verde me fará recordar......."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como se já não fosse suficientemente deprimente, ter uma música daquelas na cabeça... ao bocado aparece outra.... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hsBmkP1BqFQ&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Bailinho da Madeira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(cliquem para ouvir LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"Deixa passar esta linda brincadeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Qu'a gente vamos bailar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pr'á gentinha da madeira...."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Será grave??????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-2913505927127100994?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2913505927127100994/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2913505927127100994&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2913505927127100994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2913505927127100994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/pdi-nao-perdoa.html' title='A PDI não perdoa...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgjA7lgVl6I/AAAAAAAAAXs/MDtfViwZIWg/s72-c/__bebada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1538242505367929410</id><published>2009-05-11T00:05:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:55:44.426+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merlin'/><title type='text'>O gato é meu...!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgddtiVldDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1SOTmRJa5oA/s1600-h/reclamaozinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgddtiVldDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1SOTmRJa5oA/s320/reclamaozinho.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334335320536478770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Venho por este meio informar a Excelentíssima Sra. Dona Gata que fez o favor de &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mij@r no tapete&lt;/span&gt;, que o &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meu&lt;/span&gt; Merlin é de facto um bom partido, jeitoso, bonito, fofinho, meiguinho... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Não se encontra disponível para &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;acasalamento&lt;/span&gt;.... Por isso agradeço que deixe de vir mij@r no tapete da porta da minha casa e que se contente a consolar as vistinhas, quando ele está na janela.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;É que caso não saiba, sou eu que o aturo, quando chego a casa e está ele todo &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;algariado&lt;/span&gt; a correr de um lado para o outro, provavelmente já todo doido, de ter snifado o seu cheiro....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;E tenho dito....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Tenho uma espécie de mij@dela no tapete e aqui nunca vi nenhum cão, portanto só pode ser gata (ou gato) que há muitos...... ou ........&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;será algum efeito da Queima&lt;/span&gt;?????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-1538242505367929410?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1538242505367929410/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1538242505367929410&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1538242505367929410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1538242505367929410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-gato-e-meu.html' title='O gato é meu...!!!!'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgddtiVldDI/AAAAAAAAAXk/1SOTmRJa5oA/s72-c/reclamaozinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-973320433520483889</id><published>2009-05-10T00:00:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:11:49.827+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Barracadas'/><title type='text'>Barracadas #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgYLM_TUGuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vSTErgNPoPg/s1600-h/carrooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgYLM_TUGuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vSTErgNPoPg/s200/carrooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333963126445710050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Altas horas da noite, vai a Marisa na estrada com o seu bolinhas, numa rua sempre em frente, encontra um entroncamento onde abranda, para fazer a curva e... o bolinhas foi abaixo... mesmo no meio da rua....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dá à chave uma, duas, três, quatro....ok... foi-se mesmo... e agora?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Olha em volta e tal, weeee esquadra da polícia. Sai a Marisa do carro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Olhe, desculpe... poderia-me ajudar?? Fiquei sem bateria....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- O que foi menina??? Não pega??? eu vou já aí dar carga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Obrigada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lá vem o Sr. Polícia muito pronto a ajudar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;- A menina "faxábor" entre e vamos fazer marcha atrás, para não estar a obstruir a via pública.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Neste momento está a Marisa dentro do carro (já me estou a rir só de lembrar), mãos no volante, em ponto morto (LOL) e o Sr. Polícia de mãos no capô, prontinho para empurrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Quando eu começar a empurrar a menina vire tudo para esquerda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Ok&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E ele empurra.... e empurra... a Marisa vira tudo... mas... não sai do sítio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Oh menina, tire o pé do travão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Mas eu não tenho o pé no travão...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Tá desengatado???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Tá....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Tá destravado???... (pânico, pânico, pânico)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olha a Marisa para o lado e assim como quem não tá a fazer nada, destrava o carro muito lentamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;: Tá destravado sim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;- Ah... parece que já vai....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pronto, lá virei eu tudo, sempre a olhar para trás e a rir-me que nem uma perdida.... Podem rir, eu deixo :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-973320433520483889?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/973320433520483889/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=973320433520483889&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/973320433520483889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/973320433520483889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/barracadas-1.html' title='Barracadas #1'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgYLM_TUGuI/AAAAAAAAAXU/vSTErgNPoPg/s72-c/carrooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6135877277598088948</id><published>2009-05-09T00:42:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:40:50.017+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><title type='text'>O Mistério das Cuecas Roubadas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgTFGLhUKpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QJO3luBUgjQ/s1600-h/panties+for+peace.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 169px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgTFGLhUKpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QJO3luBUgjQ/s200/panties+for+peace.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333604568675920530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É incrível, mas no meu prédio acontece de tudo mesmo....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Não sei se já tinha comentado, mas moro próximo a uma faculdade logo a maioria dos habitantes no meu prédio, são jovens e estudantes universitários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Isto, não é de todo desculpa para o aconteceu, se fosse comigo ficava possessa, mas é no mínimo caricato...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;No entanto, acho que uma coisas destas só pode ter sido fruto de uma queima das fitas vivida intensamente... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Desta vez, alguém se entreteu a libertar espaço no estendal da vizinha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Quando desci, tinha no elevador um papel com o seguinte texto (mais coisa menos coisa era isto):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Se por ventura as cuecas que foram roubadas do meu estendal não aparecerem até amanhã no mesmo sítio.... acreditem que vou fazer queixa à policia, é que para vosso azar sou advogada logo, meios não me faltam para desc&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;obrir quem foi. &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Só um atrasado mental se dá ao trabalho de fazer isto. É crime caso o ignorante que fez isto não saiba, tem até as 14hr de amanhã. E lembre-se: tudo se descobre&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Quando regressei a casa o papel já era outro, a vizinha foi MESMO fazer queixa à polícia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; (o que eu achei muito bem)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgTIRQLHDTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qgbjJHOy32o/s1600-h/pantiesforpeace.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 165px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgTIRQLHDTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/qgbjJHOy32o/s200/pantiesforpeace.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333608057438407986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Venho por este meio informar o atrasado mental, que me roubou a roupa interior, que já apresentei queixa na polícia e que farei de tudo, para que se descubra quem é o ser doentio que vive paredes meias connosco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A polícia já está a par de tudo e agradeço a todas as senhoras que já foram roubadas a dirigirem-se à esquadra aqui X e apresentem queixa, para que os atrasados mentais, não saiam impunes destas situações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Só uma pessoa muito doente tem um comportamento assim, só para que saiba seu ignorante, o que faz, dá direito a cadeia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ora digam lá se vocês não queriam viver num prédio como o meu? Assim cheio de emoções fortes....LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Espero bem que esta situação se resolva, é deveras muito aborrecido acontecerem coisas deste género.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6135877277598088948?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6135877277598088948/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6135877277598088948&amp;isPopup=true' title='20 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6135877277598088948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6135877277598088948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-misterio-das-cuecas-roubadas.html' title='O Mistério das Cuecas Roubadas'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgTFGLhUKpI/AAAAAAAAAXE/QJO3luBUgjQ/s72-c/panties+for+peace.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-742065391237033632</id><published>2009-05-07T14:33:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T00:20:06.255+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mala Maquilhagem'/><title type='text'>Maquilhagem #1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ontem estive a tirar tudo, de dentro da minha mala de maquilhagem para limpar. Partiu-se uma sombra, que me transformou a mala preta em azul....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acabei por tirar umas fotos, e mostrar-vos algumas das coisas que tenho na mala, não vou mostrar tudo de uma vez senão dava um post enorme, vou colocar cá por etapas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje ficam algumas das sombras já que foi por causa delas que limpei a mala lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como podem reparar as sombras das paletas, as irisadas e os pó diamante, são todos Make Up For Ever, no entanto tenho uma caixa da Deborah que também tem cores muito bonitas embora seja raro utilizar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As primeiras 3 fotos já as tinhas e estão no meu &lt;a href="http://www.marisasantos.com/"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cliquem nas imagens para ver melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;As minhas malinhas e alguns produtos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJdbnzUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vzmuWJ25VEc/s1600-h/0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJdbnzUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vzmuWJ25VEc/s400/0123.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075759930527042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Eu e a minha mala :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJgCC7kI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GQmMoarHzPA/s1600-h/0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJgCC7kI/AAAAAAAAAWM/GQmMoarHzPA/s400/0134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075760628559426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Reparem nos meus pincéis lindos gravados com o meu nome eheheh, neste momento já tenho mais pincéis.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJqTdEAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ovqnz36vzMY/s1600-h/0125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJqTdEAI/AAAAAAAAAWE/Ovqnz36vzMY/s400/0125.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333075763385929730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;As paletes de sombras Make Up For Ever, aquelas 4 ao lado são diamante. O buraquito é da sombra que partiu....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLliz8BoeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nPTj0DUW8Us/s1600-h/IMG_0261111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLliz8BoeI/AAAAAAAAAWc/nPTj0DUW8Us/s400/IMG_0261111.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077294980375010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Sombras Irisadas e pó diamante, os 2 boiões da Sephora são pó diamante. Uma querida amiga que gentilmente me cedeu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLmIFdaF8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/eu45hJ-6mZM/s1600-h/IMG_027222222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 396px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLmIFdaF8I/AAAAAAAAAW0/eu45hJ-6mZM/s400/IMG_027222222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077935338952642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;A minha caixinha de sombras Deborah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLlinjq3XI/AAAAAAAAAWU/8W9_qat4Vhg/s1600-h/IMG_0259999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLlinjq3XI/AAAAAAAAAWU/8W9_qat4Vhg/s400/IMG_0259999.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333077291656994162" 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/3793895688957818688-742065391237033632?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/742065391237033632/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=742065391237033632&amp;isPopup=true' title='17 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/742065391237033632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/742065391237033632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/maquilhagem-1.html' title='Maquilhagem #1'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgLkJdbnzUI/AAAAAAAAAV8/vzmuWJ25VEc/s72-c/0123.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8076323606612407691</id><published>2009-05-06T15:01:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:23:20.505+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Cremes estragados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgGY4sqhCWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xdEqBqUfHL0/s1600-h/clar_totalbdylift_FRT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 173px; height: 231px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgGY4sqhCWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xdEqBqUfHL0/s320/clar_totalbdylift_FRT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332711533612960098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vocês não imaginam o que me aconteceu hoje.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ontem à noite adormeci gaja e hoje acordei suína....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estava eu a fazer o meu strip habitual para ir ao banho, olhei para o espelho e tinha 2 grandes presuntos... Tenho a certeza que ontem à noite não os tinha....  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Conclusão&lt;/span&gt;, depois do banho fui ao meu armário buscar os cremes todos que tenho fiz uma mistela bombástica e esbardalhei-me (do verbo esbardalhar) em creme redutor / anti-celulitico / reafirmante / anti-estrias / pós-lipoaspiração etc etc etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No meio disto tudo, fui dar com o meu Total Lift-Minceur, que só por acaso estava como novo, estragado.....buaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Um creme estragado apresenta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Cheiro estranho (notam logo, o cheiro não engana)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Fica mais liquido, a textura e consistência alteram completamente&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Pode haver alteração na cor.&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8076323606612407691?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8076323606612407691/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8076323606612407691&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8076323606612407691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8076323606612407691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/cremes-estragados.html' title='Cremes estragados'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SgGY4sqhCWI/AAAAAAAAAVs/xdEqBqUfHL0/s72-c/clar_totalbdylift_FRT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7185401295992325171</id><published>2009-05-04T16:21:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T17:08:11.809+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><title type='text'>Queda de cabelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf8IG1ENhXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/grzM7pbTgqM/s1600-h/quedadecabelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 205px; height: 198px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf8IG1ENhXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/grzM7pbTgqM/s320/quedadecabelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331989397246936434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A queda de cabelo é um problema que afecta homens e mulheres. Nos homens começa por se manifestar na zona frontal e no caso das mulheres, uma redução do volume e densidade do cabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Existem vários tipos de queda de cabelo, embora a mais frequente é a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;queda sazonal&lt;/span&gt;, que como o próprio nome indica, acontece em certas alturas do ano, nomeadamente a Primavera e o Outono. Uma queda normal pode ir até à volta dos 100 cabelos por dia.&lt;br /&gt;A queda sazonal é muito fácil de tratar, não vou falar em marcas, vou apenas falar do procedimento correcto a ter, para não chegarem a uma altura do ano e entrarem em pânico, como normalmente acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;O ideal é &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;PREVENIR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. A melhor forma de o fazer passa pela aplicação de ampolas anti-queda e shampoo anti-queda/fortalecedor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Quantas vezes já ouvimos isto&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;" Ah e tal, as ampolas são uma treta não fazem nada "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Realmente, se as vamos aplicar, quando o cabelo já está a cair, dificilmente iremos obter o resultado pretendido. Embora atenue significativamente a queda (isto quando feito correctamente), nunca vai trava-la a 100%.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Vou dar-vos o mesmo conselho, que tantas vezes dei a clientes em pânico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;Como fazer o tratamento?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Adquirir um shampoo anti-queda, caixa de ampolas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-2 vezes por semana, lavar o cabelo com o shampoo anti-queda, deixa-lo actuar cerca de 3min e passar abundantemente por água. Aplicar a ampola na raíz, fazendo uma leve massagem no couro cabeludo. O ideal é deixar secar ao natural ou então aguardar 20min (para que a ampola seja absorvida) e depois secar. Não lavar o cabelo nas próximas 12-24hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;" Ah e tal a ampola deixa-me o cabelo oleoso "&lt;/span&gt;... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Solução:&lt;/span&gt; aplicar a ampola mesmo no cabelo seco antes de deitar, irá actuar durante a noite e depois de manhã lavar com o shampoo anti-queda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Convém usar um shampoo neutro para intercalar as lavagens com o anti-queda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora a parte &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;mais importante&lt;/span&gt;..... Devem fazer-se sempre pelo menos 2 caixas de ampolas (24) na Primavera e no Outono. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora não pensem que fazem isto 2 vezes por ano e já estão "safos". É necessário fazer uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;manutenção durante o ano todo&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Adquirem uma caixa de ampolas (12) e fazem o mesmo procedimento 1 vez por mês. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Assim não vão correr o risco de chegar à época da queda e entrar em stress. Façam também um shampoo fortalecedor de vez em quando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Conselhos úteis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Use um bom shampoo e condicionador.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Escolha uma boa escova de cabelo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Não escove o cabelo com agressividade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Não utilize o secador a temperaturas elevadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Em caso de caspa ou oleosidade, fazer o shampoo adequado para o couro cabeludo poder respirar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Cuide da alimentação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Importante:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Existe a queda hereditária, do foro psicológico e descontrolo hormonal, nestes casos convém consultar um dermatologista.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: O texto é um pouco longo mas vale a pena, experimentem e depois digam lá se não funciona :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-7185401295992325171?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7185401295992325171/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7185401295992325171&amp;isPopup=true' title='21 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7185401295992325171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7185401295992325171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/queda-de-cabelo.html' title='Queda de cabelo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf8IG1ENhXI/AAAAAAAAAVU/grzM7pbTgqM/s72-c/quedadecabelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>21</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1063778661688575709</id><published>2009-05-03T13:42:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:39:02.374+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Feliz Dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf2RYqEdmPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bcd3UzZJk74/s1600-h/mae.flores.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf2RYqEdmPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bcd3UzZJk74/s320/mae.flores.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331577386672429298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não sei o que seria de mim sem ti, mãe....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-1063778661688575709?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1063778661688575709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1063778661688575709&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1063778661688575709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1063778661688575709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/feliz-dia-da-mae.html' title='Feliz Dia da Mãe'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sf2RYqEdmPI/AAAAAAAAAVM/Bcd3UzZJk74/s72-c/mae.flores.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-816134355515254715</id><published>2009-05-01T00:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T00:32:41.562+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>O Ruído...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para quem pensava, que era só no meu prédio que aconteciam coisas estranhas....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recebi um e-mail com este conteúdo, lembrei-me logo das peripécias do meu prédio, que por falar nisso tenho novidades mas ficam para um outro post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cliquem na imagem para lerem melhor LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfo0baNyHjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2m0cttic4lw/s1600-h/O+ruido.....jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfo0baNyHjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2m0cttic4lw/s400/O+ruido.....jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330630754444647986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Desculpem os 2 ou 3 palavrões no texto :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-816134355515254715?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/816134355515254715/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=816134355515254715&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/816134355515254715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/816134355515254715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-ruido.html' title='O Ruído...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfo0baNyHjI/AAAAAAAAAVE/2m0cttic4lw/s72-c/O+ruido.....jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4501141130619590102</id><published>2009-04-29T12:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T12:48:42.954+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Ups....Fui apanhado....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfg9AD1O5oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4G7MOo0f0EU/s1600-h/21042009_011_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfg9AD1O5oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4G7MOo0f0EU/s400/21042009_011_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330077230230857346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois é... Parece mentira mas é verdade....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bastou-me adormecer 2 vezes com o portátil ao colo para acontecer isto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfg9Jqo8x1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/m4k_mrrFpMs/s1600-h/ratos+apanhados+pelo+gato.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 291px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfg9Jqo8x1I/AAAAAAAAAU8/m4k_mrrFpMs/s400/ratos+apanhados+pelo+gato.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330077395267143506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E agora??? O que é que esta bolinha de pêlo, linda, fofinha, mimosinha, ternurentazinha, PESTINHA merecia?????&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-4501141130619590102?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4501141130619590102/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4501141130619590102&amp;isPopup=true' title='27 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4501141130619590102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4501141130619590102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/upsfui-apanhado.html' title='Ups....Fui apanhado....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sfg9AD1O5oI/AAAAAAAAAU0/4G7MOo0f0EU/s72-c/21042009_011_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3286274070998906747</id><published>2009-04-27T20:05:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:52:56.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fotografia'/><title type='text'>Trash The Dress</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYC72SbXtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nATYJpjAskI/s1600-h/trash+the+dress.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYC72SbXtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nATYJpjAskI/s400/trash+the+dress.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329450436247903954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sexta Feira foi dia de muito trabalho, mas também de muita diversão. Fui trabalhar com uma equipa de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.loungefoto.com/"&gt;fotógrafos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; que aprecio muito. Sou fã e tenho imenso prazer em trabalhar com eles, pois além de muito competentes são uma equipa jovem e divertida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Trash The Dress é uma sessão feita após o casamento, onde fazemos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; fotos sem estar com aquele cuidado de sujar, estragar o vestido. O resulta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;do desta sessão são fotos fant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ásticas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Começou pelas 11hrs em estúdio a maquilhagem, guarda-roupa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; e muitos flash's. O Sol deu lugar à chuva, nesta altura ficamos preocupados pois aguardava-nos uma sessão na praia....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Depois de almoço, foi pegar no material e rumo à sessão tão esperada. Desta vez eu também me vesti a rigor e participei da sessão. Troca de roupa, re&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;toques de m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;aquilhagem, saltar uns muros e tal &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(vestidas de noiva, com saltos gigantes... estão a ver não??? LOL). O local era fantástico e ao mesmo tempo tenebroso, pois tínhamos de estar com 50000 olhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; em tudo o que pisávamos, isto para não corrermos o risco de cair num buraco, ou das escadas abaixo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(não dava muito jeito LOL).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estava um frio e um vento, que não passa pela cabeça de ninguém, no entanto este jogou a nosso favor. O Sol também voltou em grande e por isso seguimos rumo à praia. E aí sim, foi aí que vimos o que era frio e o que era vento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A sessão correu muito bem, foi muito divertido, o frio, o vento, saltar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt; m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;uros, saltar de saltos, subir escadas gigantes, tremer de frio... tudo compensou e as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;imagens falam por si... &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Não deixem de ver todas as fotos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.loungefoto.com/trashthedress/"&gt;AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYrev1zASI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_oB9k5UBlFM/s1600-h/eu1.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYrev1zASI/AAAAAAAAAUI/_oB9k5UBlFM/s400/eu1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329495016277737762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYriiurAII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hzBbIhhWYQg/s1600-h/eu2.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYriiurAII/AAAAAAAAAUQ/hzBbIhhWYQg/s400/eu2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329495081477668994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Obrigada, Marta e Luís por nos poderem proporcionar, a mim e à Inga um momento tão agradável. Parabéns pelo vosso trabalho. &lt;a href="http://www.loungefoto.com/"&gt;http://www.loungefoto.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-3286274070998906747?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3286274070998906747/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3286274070998906747&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3286274070998906747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3286274070998906747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/trash-dress.html' title='Trash The Dress'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfYC72SbXtI/AAAAAAAAATI/nATYJpjAskI/s72-c/trash+the+dress.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1383061701112915582</id><published>2009-04-24T00:54:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:10:40.519+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>weeeeeeeeeee</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfD_zAtFVeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wWl1a33yERs/s1600-h/lamborghini-gallardo-superleggera-01-03-07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 335px; height: 251px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfD_zAtFVeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wWl1a33yERs/s400/lamborghini-gallardo-superleggera-01-03-07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5328039611006801378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ELE VOLTOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como já tinha referido &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, tive um acidente num túnel (Túnel do Campo Alegre) estava muita chuva, carros a patinar, eu não fui excepção e acabei por me despistar e bater no passeio, que por sinal mais parecia um poste de tão alto que era... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O resultado foi uma óptica partida, o pára-choques deslocado e o chariot &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(não sei se é assim que se escreve)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; partido. Teve mais umas pequenas coisas que não sei explicar, mas o que importa é que ele regressou :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O choque ainda não passou, pelo que agora ando com ele como se fosse um ovo.....&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1383061701112915582?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1383061701112915582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1383061701112915582&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1383061701112915582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1383061701112915582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/weeeeeeeeeee.html' title='weeeeeeeeeee'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfD_zAtFVeI/AAAAAAAAAS4/wWl1a33yERs/s72-c/lamborghini-gallardo-superleggera-01-03-07.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6864913694496177880</id><published>2009-04-23T16:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T16:48:08.263+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Hoje é dia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfCLu2lwCtI/AAAAAAAAASw/h86YYCRWxlo/s1600-h/mulher_irritada.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfCLu2lwCtI/AAAAAAAAASw/h86YYCRWxlo/s200/mulher_irritada.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327911996223392466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Que me desculpem todos os meus leitores do sexo masculino, mas hoje era o dia, em que eu esganava todos os homens um a um....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Rais parta os homens, estou fartinha até à ponta dos cabelos, fazem as mer*as e depois ainda dão a volta à situação de maneira a inverterem tudo e por a culpa nas mulheres grrrrrrrrrrrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ai que hoje tem......... Me aguardeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6864913694496177880?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6864913694496177880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6864913694496177880&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6864913694496177880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6864913694496177880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoje-e-dia.html' title='Hoje é dia...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SfCLu2lwCtI/AAAAAAAAASw/h86YYCRWxlo/s72-c/mulher_irritada.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2738483884604695801</id><published>2009-04-21T14:43:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:10:57.052+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>A ressacar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não aguento mais... 9 dias sem o meu popó, a depender de "boleias", estou a ressacar com a falta do meu carrinho, por favor VOLTAAAAA estás perdoado...&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje, pela 1ª vez em quase 7 anos &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(tempo em que tenho carro próprio)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; andei de autocarro..... É mesmo  verdade LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para que se conste, também ainda não andei no metro do Porto, sou uma vergonha no que toca aos transportes públicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A verdade é que a única coisa engraçada disto tudo, é mesmo a senha que é super gira LOL... Sim porque isto de não ter o meu querido carrinho é uma tristeza buaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Se3SJg_UJCI/AAAAAAAAASg/6GvEXAc_kdk/s1600-h/Agente+%C3%BAnico.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Se3SJg_UJCI/AAAAAAAAASg/6GvEXAc_kdk/s200/Agente+%C3%BAnico.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327144995165316130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Vamos lá ver se o meu carro está pronto no final da semana... snif snif&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-2738483884604695801?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2738483884604695801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2738483884604695801&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2738483884604695801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2738483884604695801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/ressacar.html' title='A ressacar...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Se3SJg_UJCI/AAAAAAAAASg/6GvEXAc_kdk/s72-c/Agente+%C3%BAnico.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-9002816177559221268</id><published>2009-04-20T03:22:00.025+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T04:49:55.890+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'>Prémios e Desafios</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A linda *B* do blog &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="caption"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mais-Que-[Im&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="caption"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;]Perfeita&lt;/a&gt;, ofe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="caption"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;receu-me este prémio lindo, que até tem um gatinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="caption"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; eheheheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sevd2nmuD5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/8JFsojnd7Nw/s1600-h/Blog+tao+bom+q+arrepia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 133px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sevd2nmuD5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/8JFsojnd7Nw/s200/Blog+tao+bom+q+arrepia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326594914709802898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;As regras são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Reencaminhar este prémio a 10 blogues; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Exibir a imagem do prémio; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Postar o link do blog que premiou; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Avisar os premiados; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Publicar as regras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogs Premiados:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://daly.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Daly&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://saltosaltosvermelhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saltos Altos Vermelhos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://olharporumsegundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olhar Por Um Segundo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://biscoitocaseiro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Biscoito Caseiro&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Auxiliar de Memoria&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://porquesim-ora.blogspot.com/"&gt;Porque sim!...ora&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://temeosninjas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Teme os Ninjas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;VeuEmFl&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;or&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mimilarose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Po de Diamante&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Mna. Margarida do blog &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;, passou-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="post-author vcard"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;me estes prémios lindos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;                   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;      &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevscXmuH9I/AAAAAAAAARw/8D83volNIY0/s1600-h/premio_AMIGUETA%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 166px; height: 151px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevscXmuH9I/AAAAAAAAARw/8D83volNIY0/s200/premio_AMIGUETA%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326610956412657618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;font-family:verdana;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevsrM8-laI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yu81ZPHCbxA/s1600-h/premio_selinhook_pra_repassar_com_desafio%5B1%5D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevsrM8-laI/AAAAAAAAAR4/yu81ZPHCbxA/s200/premio_selinhook_pra_repassar_com_desafio%5B1%5D.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326611211251258786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&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;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Estes 2 prémios vou passar a todos da minha lista "O que eu Leio", porque todos mer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;ecem :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;A &lt;span class="post-author vcard"&gt;&lt;span class="fn"&gt;Mna. Margarida do blog &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; ofereceu-me estes desafios, que vêm acompanhados de 2 prémios muito lindos. Ela mima muiiiiito quem a segue :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Faz parte das regras revelar 5 manias/obsessões/apegos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Sou apegada ao meu gato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt; Tenho a mania de não sair de casa sem perfume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Tenho uma obsessão por chocolate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Tenho a mania de dormir com a porta do quarto aberta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Tenho a mania de ser do contra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevkmT11z_I/AAAAAAAAARg/HRAy97sy8qU/s1600-h/premio_Tanto_Mimo%21_Ai%21_%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 162px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SevkmT11z_I/AAAAAAAAARg/HRAy97sy8qU/s200/premio_Tanto_Mimo%21_Ai%21_%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326602331108003826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogs Premiados:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://aconchegameaalma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trespassa o meu corpo e aconchega a minha alma&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://coracaocomburaquinhos2.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coração com buraquinhos 2&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://aconspiraodacorte.blogspot.com/"&gt;A conspiração da corte&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acho este próximo super sexy eheheheh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;As regras são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; Escrever uma frase, citar um título ou contar uma história sobre os seguintes seis assuntos: vida, cinema, literatura, viagem, amor e sexo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Indicar seis blogues que realmente consideres femininos e inteligentes;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3.&lt;/span&gt; Linkar o blogue que te indicou;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; Postar as regras para que outros as repassem;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5.&lt;/span&gt; Inserir o selinho recebido do "Papo Calcinha". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Vida&lt;/span&gt;- Só ah esta e mais nenhuma, por isso toca a aproveitar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Cinema&lt;/span&gt;- Gosto muiiiiiito de ir ao cinema, infelizmente ultimamente não tenho ido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Literatura&lt;/span&gt;- Comecei a ler o "Coração à deriva" e nunca mais peguei nele....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Viagem&lt;/span&gt;- Não costumo viajar, no entanto quero viajar muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Amor&lt;/span&gt;- É algo que nos preenche.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Sexo&lt;/span&gt;- A sinceridade acima de tudo.... É bom... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sevpb7tB6YI/AAAAAAAAARo/0_c252YdpkU/s1600-h/premio_Girl_Power.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sevpb7tB6YI/AAAAAAAAARo/0_c252YdpkU/s200/premio_Girl_Power.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326607650388044162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Blogs Premiados:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://vidadeumagaija.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Vida de Uma Gaija&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://maisque-imperfeita.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mais-Que-[Im]Perfeita&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://saltosaltosvermelhos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Saltos Altos Vermelhos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://vagueandopelasruas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vagueando pelas Ruas&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mimilarose.blogspot.com/"&gt;Pó de Diamante&lt;/a&gt;. Eu sei que falta um LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Já sabem como funciona... quem já tiver... paciência...LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-9002816177559221268?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/9002816177559221268/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=9002816177559221268&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9002816177559221268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/9002816177559221268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/premios-e-desafios.html' title='Prémios e Desafios'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sevd2nmuD5I/AAAAAAAAAQA/8JFsojnd7Nw/s72-c/Blog+tao+bom+q+arrepia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7686897517978129120</id><published>2009-04-17T20:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T20:21:33.795+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Ilusão ou desilusão?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-8b6709049b47fd9a" 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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href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/ilusao-ou-desilusao.html' title='Ilusão ou desilusão?'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2701232520353178982</id><published>2009-04-16T01:20:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T02:10:18.207+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'>Prémio e Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho prémios e desafios atrasados, como se estão a acumular, vou tratar de responder primeiro aos mais antigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Recebi o prémio Roxie, oferecido pela, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Len&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;ta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://frutodonossoamorumbebe.blogspot.com/"&gt;Fruto do nosso amor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/"&gt;tatanita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeZ6zK3WeiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zUaRfobTF6Q/s1600-h/Premio%2Broxie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeZ6zK3WeiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zUaRfobTF6Q/s320/Premio%2Broxie.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325078628920621602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1. Publicar a imagem do selo Seu blog é Roxie;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;2. Colocar o nome de quem deu o selo;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;3. Escrever 5 coisas que são Roxie:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;a-Sobre música: Gosto de tudo um pouco (mesmo), ultimamente ando numa de ouvir Oceano Pacífico na RFM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;b-Televisão e cinema: AXN não falha, cinema não tenho ido, a última vez que fui, vi "Padrinho...mas pouco".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;c-3 países que sonha em conhecer: Grécia, Índia, Cuba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d-3 cores favoritas: rosa, preto, cinzento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e-&lt;span style=""&gt;3 &lt;span style=""&gt;hobbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: net, ginásio, passear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;4-Indicar 10 blogs que ache ROXIE: (vou fazer batota e passar a quem o quiser, isto porque a maior parte dos blogs a quem eu ia passar já o tem...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fui desafiada pela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://daly.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;daly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este desafio consiste em escrever 8 coisas que queremos fazer antes de morrer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero viver a minha vida com saúde, paz e amor (e dinheirito tb LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero viver sempre um grande amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero realizar-me profissionalmente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero ter filhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero viajar muito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero continuar a ser honesta e agir de acordo com a minha consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero aprender muito e partilhar o que sei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Quero estar na festa de aniversário do 100º ano dos meus pais :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Convidar 8 blogs amigos para responderem ao desafio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://olharporumsegundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Olhar por um Segundo&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://glamourinstilettos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Glamour in Stilettos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;VeuEmFlor&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Auxiliar de Memoria&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://coimbrasemeusencantos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coimbra e meus Encantos&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://apartirdostrinta.blogspot.com/"&gt;A partir dos 30&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://camaralenta-margarida.blogspot.com/"&gt;Câmara Lenta&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/"&gt;tatanita&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Quem já respondeu, paciência.... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-2701232520353178982?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2701232520353178982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2701232520353178982&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2701232520353178982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2701232520353178982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/premio-e-desafio.html' title='Prémio e Desafio'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeZ6zK3WeiI/AAAAAAAAAPY/zUaRfobTF6Q/s72-c/Premio%2Broxie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7624778138814066184</id><published>2009-04-15T02:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:03:53.497+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeU0zYBtS_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sMK6w25AFYM/s1600-h/13042009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeU0zYBtS_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sMK6w25AFYM/s400/13042009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324720191663066098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ainda não consigo falar sobre isto, mas depois explico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Estou bem, um jeito na mão, o corpo dorido como se estivesse 48hrs seguidas no ginásio,  um andar esquisito devido às dores nas pernas, mas estou bem, fisicamente.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-7624778138814066184?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7624778138814066184/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7624778138814066184&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7624778138814066184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7624778138814066184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title='.....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SeU0zYBtS_I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/sMK6w25AFYM/s72-c/13042009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3051651491970392934</id><published>2009-04-11T00:59:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:18:14.901+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saude'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>O Ciúme...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd_d88D6CwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cMMt9rcT9Nk/s1600-h/Ciumesssssssssssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd_d88D6CwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cMMt9rcT9Nk/s320/Ciumesssssssssssss.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323217323559619330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Este sentimento pode ser considerado por algumas pessoas como o sal do amor, no entanto pode ser a causa da destruição dos relacionamentos e em casos extremos, tem desfechos violentos ou mesmo trágicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Apresenta carácter instintivo e natural, sendo também marcado pelo medo, real ou irreal, de se perder o amor da pessoa amada. O ciúme está relacionado com a falta de confiança no outro ou em si próprio e quando é exagerado, pode tornar-se patológico e transformar-se em uma obsessão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O lado Positivo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Nos relacionamentos onde os sentimentos de ciúme são moderados e ocasionais, ele lembra ao casal que &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;um não deve considerar o outro como definitivamente conquistado&lt;/span&gt;. Pode encorajar casais a fazer com que se apreciem mutuamente e façam um esforço consciente para assegurar que o parceiro se sinta valorizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;O lado Negativo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Para o ciumento, a fronteira entre imaginação, fantasia, crença e certeza se torna vaga e imprecisa, as dúvidas podem se transformar em ideias super valorizadas ou delirantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quem sente ciúme a esse nível tem a &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;compulsão de verificar constantemente as suas dúvidas, a ponto de se dedicar exclusivamente a invadir a privacidade e tolher a liberdade do parceiro: abre correspondências, bisbilhota o computador, ouve telefonemas, examina bolsos, chega a seguir o parceiro ou contrata alguém para fazê-lo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Toda essa tentativa de aliviar sentimentos, além de reconhecidamente ridícula até pelo próprio ciumento, não ameniza o mal estar da dúvida, até o intensifica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd_eVBl-M0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/9_1zAmajb3Q/s1600-h/ciume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 206px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd_eVBl-M0I/AAAAAAAAAPA/9_1zAmajb3Q/s320/ciume.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323217737361535810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ci%C3%BAme"&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3051651491970392934?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3051651491970392934/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3051651491970392934&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3051651491970392934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3051651491970392934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/o-ciume.html' title='O Ciúme...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd_d88D6CwI/AAAAAAAAAO4/cMMt9rcT9Nk/s72-c/Ciumesssssssssssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1902912929277349455</id><published>2009-04-10T02:01:00.025+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T21:54:06.155+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginásio'/><title type='text'>1º dia no ginásio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd6gpKGcVgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/STlmPTt-Oss/s1600-h/exausta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 125px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd6gpKGcVgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/STlmPTt-Oss/s320/exausta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5322868438544963074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fiquem desde já a saber que estou toda partidinha, mas muito mesmo.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois de estarmos um dia inteiro, a decidir o que íamos fazer e a que horas estava menos gente &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(para a vergonha ser menor)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; estragaram-nos os planos todos e acabamos por ir na hora em que o ginásio estava a abarrotar.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sem combinar, aparecemos no ginásio as 2 vestidas de cor de rosa, assim mesmo estilo panteras LOLOLOL&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Fizemos inscrição, pegamos na toalhinha, passamos o cartãozinho e lá estávamos nós a trocar de sapatilhas e a subir para a sala de fitness.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Um instrutor fez a ficha e mandou-nos para umas máquinas giríssimas, programou o nível, 15min e lá começamos nós. Estava já eu de língua de fora quando olho para o timer e ainda só tinham passado 4min.... A Joana estava igual, foram os 15min mais longos da nossa vida, íamos trocando olhares, cada uma mais vermelha que a outra. Volta e meia vinham os instrutores ver se estávamos bem... LOLOL&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Desengane-se&lt;/span&gt; quem pensava que íamos para lá ver os gajos &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(o que até não era má ideia e provavelmente até já tinha passado pelo nosso inconsciente LOL)&lt;/span&gt; os 2 instrutores &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ão deixaram&lt;/span&gt;, andaram ali &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(quase)&lt;/span&gt; literalmente em cima de nós, sempre a mandar fazer isto e aquilo.&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Resumindo e concluindo, deram cabo de nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(sádicos) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;e nós &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(masoquistas) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;gostamos muito, tanto que sábado vamos outra vez LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Mas fez-nos tãooooo bem, eu dormi como já nem me lembrava, hoje não me posso rir e tal, mas passa :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1902912929277349455?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1902912929277349455/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1902912929277349455&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1902912929277349455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1902912929277349455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/1-dia-no-ginasio.html' title='1º dia no ginásio'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sd6gpKGcVgI/AAAAAAAAAOw/STlmPTt-Oss/s72-c/exausta.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6978426837039470564</id><published>2009-04-07T04:09:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:47:51.680+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ginásio'/><title type='text'>Eu vou para o Ginásio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdrEH0IwMQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S9AkTuIYCpk/s1600-h/pilatessssss.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 245px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdrEH0IwMQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S9AkTuIYCpk/s320/pilatessssss.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321781548225147138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É oficial!!!!! EU VOU PARA O GINÁSIO!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Desta vez é de vez. Tanto dinheiro gasto em inscrições, sacos, roupas, sapatilhas, mensalidades e afins, para nunca lá por os pés. Mas desta vez é diferente, desta vez eu vou acompanhada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Desistia sempre, porque me faltava a motivação, mas agora já tenho quem me incentive :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Eu e a minha amiga Joana vamos revolucionar o Ginásio. Já temos tudo combinado, andamos a fazer pesquisas sobre o que comer, como fazer as coisas direitinhas. Começamos já na próxima 4ª feira hihihihihihi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;O Verão está a chegar e nós queremos exibir os corpos escaldantes LOLOLOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vai fazer-me muito bem, tanto fisicamente como psicologicamente. Estou a precisar de uma lufada de ar fresco, sinto mesmo muita necessidade de voltar a ser activa, regular os meus horários, o sono, a alimentação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Depois venho cá dar umas dicas, para quem quiser aproveitar a boleia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Obrigada estrupiciozinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-6978426837039470564?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6978426837039470564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6978426837039470564&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6978426837039470564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6978426837039470564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/eu-vou-para-o-ginasio.html' title='Eu vou para o Ginásio'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdrEH0IwMQI/AAAAAAAAAOg/S9AkTuIYCpk/s72-c/pilatessssss.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5885557659842977438</id><published>2009-04-06T00:37:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T19:57:49.665+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Perguntas'/><title type='text'>A Marisa Responde (UPDATE)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdlA73KsiII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/V85OEjNFiZ0/s1600-h/pergunta.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 250px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdlA73KsiII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/V85OEjNFiZ0/s320/pergunta.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321355831880222850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tenho recebido alguns e-mails com perguntas sobre beleza e etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Começo a ter alguma dificuldade em aceder aos pedidos, por isso decidi criar um post, onde vocês podem expor todas as dúvidas, fazer perguntas, pedir conselhos, etc e eu respondo a tudo no mesmo post. Assim será mais fácil para depois poderem consultar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este post irá ter uma imagem, ali na barra do lado com uma hiperligação para aqui. Assim, apenas haverá um post de perguntas e respostas. Quando tiverem dúvidas, basta clicar na imagem e fazê-lo nos comentários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Penso que desta forma dá para organizar melhor as coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: A vencedora do passatempo, já me enviou um e-mail dizendo que gostou muito do prémio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-5885557659842977438?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5885557659842977438/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5885557659842977438&amp;isPopup=true' title='43 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5885557659842977438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5885557659842977438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/marisa-responde.html' title='A Marisa Responde (UPDATE)'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdlA73KsiII/AAAAAAAAAOQ/V85OEjNFiZ0/s72-c/pergunta.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>43</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8114390286041849083</id><published>2009-04-02T02:58:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:54:09.419+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merlin'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Conto Erótico ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Quando cheguei ele já estava ah minha espera. Dirigi-me ao quarto, pousei o computador e sorri...&lt;br /&gt;Estava sentado na cama... Os seus olhos fixaram as minhas pernas, que vestiam umas calças com uma fita presa à cintura a cair, percebi de imediato o que ele pretendia, por isso desfiz o laço, deixando a fita cair...&lt;br /&gt;Não houve tempo para troca de palavras... Fui na sua direcção e ele logo se deitou.... Não resisti... Comecei por lhe acariciar a nuca, uns beijos no pescoço, no peito, enquanto ele me tentava tirar a fita...&lt;br /&gt;Ele soltou uns gemidos, notei que estava a gostar, por isso lhe afaguei a barriga tão fofinha...&lt;br /&gt;Olhou para mim, como se me estivesse a agradecer o carinho e adormeceu de tão regalado que estava... Deitei-me ao seu lado e adormeci, mas não sem antes lhe tirar uma fotografia :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdQdifqsVII/AAAAAAAAAN4/i-jEjmXc9Vk/s1600-h/21022008309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdQdifqsVII/AAAAAAAAAN4/i-jEjmXc9Vk/s400/21022008309.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319909538284721282" 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/3793895688957818688-8114390286041849083?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8114390286041849083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8114390286041849083&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8114390286041849083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8114390286041849083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/04/conto-erotico.html' title='Conto Erótico ;)'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdQdifqsVII/AAAAAAAAAN4/i-jEjmXc9Vk/s72-c/21022008309.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-3483258729556107961</id><published>2009-03-31T02:53:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:05:50.267+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>Se a wikipédia diz... ela é que sabe...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Apresento-vos o meu amigo de longa data....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdF7B--IELI/AAAAAAAAANo/u4LWpyCEfM4/s1600-h/o_meu_amigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 131px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdF7B--IELI/AAAAAAAAANo/u4LWpyCEfM4/s320/o_meu_amigo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319167908914925746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Na época dos faraós, o piercing no umbigo era exclusivo da família real. Os antigos Maias praticavam a arte da perfuração, furando os lábios, o nariz e as orelhas.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Actualmente a mulher com mais piercings espalhados pelo corpo é a Brasileira &lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/PlanetaBizarro/0,,MUL96154-6091,00-MODIFICADOS+TATUAM+ATE+AS+PALPEBRAS+E+USAM+MILHARES+DE+PIERCINGS.html"&gt;Elaine Davidson&lt;/a&gt;. Os piercings na actualidade fazem sucesso entre os jovens e até os mais velhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fica aqui a referida senhora, cliquem no nome dela ou na imagem para obterem mais informações, mas ela tem sensivelmente 3920 piercings (coisa pouca LOL)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/PlanetaBizarro/0,,MUL96154-6091,00-MODIFICADOS+TATUAM+ATE+AS+PALPEBRAS+E+USAM+MILHARES+DE+PIERCINGS.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 258px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdF8_Fo9UXI/AAAAAAAAANw/IfHmIlSw7vY/s320/elaine+davidson.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319170058188837234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piercing_no_Umbigo"&gt;Wikipédia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;PS: Tenho andado atarefada, prometo que depois ponho cá coisas mais decentes, estejam atentos pois ando a preparar um passatempo com um prémio bemmmmm jeitoso :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-3483258729556107961?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/3483258729556107961/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=3483258729556107961&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3483258729556107961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/3483258729556107961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/se-wikipedia-diz-ela-e-que-sabe.html' title='Se a wikipédia diz... ela é que sabe...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SdF7B--IELI/AAAAAAAAANo/u4LWpyCEfM4/s72-c/o_meu_amigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1817796342782398945</id><published>2009-03-28T05:16:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:06:19.551+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Humor'/><title type='text'>Ai.. Ai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mandaram-me um e-mail com este vídeo..... A verdade é dura....!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mulheres VS Homens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="374" height="310" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-1c88278a4e38d40" 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://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01c88278a4e38d40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420869%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D885E8ED6D47AB2C85F47F91A79A1915AA77576.79F3BB73A1362771D3F62D182207CDE2181DE5E6%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c88278a4e38d40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTwXIl7YemKWiV_r4HIhiTfa3jxw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="374" height="310" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v20.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D01c88278a4e38d40%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1330420869%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D4D885E8ED6D47AB2C85F47F91A79A1915AA77576.79F3BB73A1362771D3F62D182207CDE2181DE5E6%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D1c88278a4e38d40%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DTwXIl7YemKWiV_r4HIhiTfa3jxw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Eu prefiro continuar a pensar que manobro bem o berbequim, o martelo as chaves de fendas e que faço furos muito jeitosinhos na parede LOLOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-1817796342782398945?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=1c88278a4e38d40&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1817796342782398945/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1817796342782398945&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1817796342782398945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1817796342782398945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/ai-ai.html' title='Ai.. Ai...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7314813189301897774</id><published>2009-03-27T21:10:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:40:23.420Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Livros'/><title type='text'>Desafio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sc1Bg_cN0bI/AAAAAAAAANI/Bi8nmCjQsEQ/s1600-h/so_amor_real.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 68px; height: 104px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sc1Bg_cN0bI/AAAAAAAAANI/Bi8nmCjQsEQ/s320/so_amor_real.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317978770035823026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fui desafiada pela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://daly.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Daly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e já se passaram alguns dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;No entanto já me ia esquecendo deste desafio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;O importante é que me lembrei e cá estou eu para responder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;                                              As regras são:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;1.Agarrar o livro mais próximo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;2.Abrir na página 161&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;3.Procurar a 5ª frase completa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;4.Colocar a frase no blog&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;5.Indicar 5 pessoas para continuar a tarefa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vou tirar um livro à sorte da prateleira....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bem... este não.... (não tem 161 páginas)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Este também não....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah... este.... " Só o Amor é Real " de Brian L. Weiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Pode existir mais do que uma para nós, pois as famílias de almas viajam juntas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E o desafio vai para.... tchan tchan tchan tchan....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Auxiliar de Memoria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://estrelinhadabrigitte.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Luta e o Nosso Maior Sonho&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://orapazquesonhou.blogspot.com/"&gt;O Rapaz que Sonhou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://aconchegameaalma.blogspot.com/"&gt;Trespassa meu corpo e aconchega minha alma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://coimbrasemeusencantos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Coimbra e meus Encantos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Quem já tiver respondido... paciência LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-7314813189301897774?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7314813189301897774/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7314813189301897774&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7314813189301897774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7314813189301897774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/desafio.html' title='Desafio'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sc1Bg_cN0bI/AAAAAAAAANI/Bi8nmCjQsEQ/s72-c/so_amor_real.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-6196955879668342118</id><published>2009-03-26T20:36:00.010Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:52:33.314+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Factos Reais'/><title type='text'>Uma Visita Inesperada</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScvoF0S381I/AAAAAAAAAM4/U9sx3Dxd6vA/s1600-h/socorro.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScvoF0S381I/AAAAAAAAAM4/U9sx3Dxd6vA/s200/socorro.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317598971675800402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não me vou alongar muito....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mas eram umas 5 da manhã, estava eu na minha caminha sossegadinha, com o meu miau ao lado, quando......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Olho para o chão e vejo uma "coisa" a andar muito despachada.... O meu coração ia saltando-me pela boca.... era uma "coisa" com patas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Naquele momento, só pensava "Ai meu Deus, ajuda-me a levantar e a ir mata-la"....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Lá me levantei, fui devagarinho e calquei-a com o chinelo.... Estava a tremer como varas verdes.... É que eu simplesmente tenho PAVOR a estes bichos. Não me perguntem como esta "coisa" foi parar à minha casa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu não faço a mais pequena ideia, só sei que já arranjei um rolinho daqueles para tapar as portas, e vou tapar a porta da rua, não quero saber, mas só de pensar que uma "coisa" daquelas volta a entrar em minha casa dá-me um ataque....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tirei-lhe uma foto, depois de morta claro... Pois nunca se acreditam em mim, pensam que exagero, mas era mesmo grande :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Scvppvr-OPI/AAAAAAAAANA/z_k72ed1BF8/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 158px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Scvppvr-OPI/AAAAAAAAANA/z_k72ed1BF8/s200/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317600688425810162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: Não acredito que o queiram fazer, mas podem clicar para aumentar a imagem....&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-6196955879668342118?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/6196955879668342118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=6196955879668342118&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6196955879668342118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/6196955879668342118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/uma-visita-inesperada.html' title='Uma Visita Inesperada'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScvoF0S381I/AAAAAAAAAM4/U9sx3Dxd6vA/s72-c/socorro.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4851980965924097640</id><published>2009-03-26T00:00:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-26T00:10:47.080Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Resultados do Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScrF7OxapcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Dvo7RtAqc8c/s1600-h/pop2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 106px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScrF7OxapcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Dvo7RtAqc8c/s320/pop2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5317279931432609218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como prometido, cá estou eu para revelar a resposta correcta e também o/a vencedor/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;A resposta correcta é: &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;KAJAL&lt;/span&gt;, o delineador indiano tem o nome de Kajal, também se poderia considerar correcto khol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora só gostava de saber quem é que vai ser, o lindão ou a lindona que me vai oferecer o &lt;a href="http://www.sephora.com/browse/product.jhtml;jsessionid=Z4UAKRUCB11ZCCV0KRRQQAQ?id=P234632&amp;amp;categoryId=C12214"&gt;Kajal da Guerlain&lt;/a&gt;  LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Vou deixar aqui o vídeo da Maya da novela Caminho das Índias, a fazer uma maquilhagem, onde ela utiliza o Kajal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3J4sQIqLY0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3J4sQIqLY0&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Deixo também o vídeo, que explica como era feito o verdadeiro Kajal, confesso que gosto muito mais dos actuais LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zkG_TKFtFVY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zkG_TKFtFVY&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Já me ia esquecendo do mais importante... o nome vencedor LOLOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quem ganhou o prémio foi a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Rakeluxa&lt;/span&gt;, PARABÉNS, para receber o prémio basta enviar-me um e-mail com nome e morada, ou então se for da zona do Porto posso entregar em mão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;As restantes meninas que participaram e não ganharam, não fiquem tristes, pois vão haver mais passatempos :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Um muito obrigada a todas pela participação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;PS: Quem responde anónimo por favor não se esqueça de por alguma identificação, pois houve uma resposta totalmente anónima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-4851980965924097640?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4851980965924097640/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4851980965924097640&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4851980965924097640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4851980965924097640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/resultados-do-passatempo.html' title='Resultados do Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScrF7OxapcI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Dvo7RtAqc8c/s72-c/pop2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-7717534619668851080</id><published>2009-03-25T00:01:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-25T00:05:01.221Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passatempo'/><title type='text'>Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Scl0bT6JHRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MbgWpo4pa-o/s1600-h/bday5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 155px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Scl0bT6JHRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MbgWpo4pa-o/s320/bday5.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316908847637011730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Tal como já tinha referido no post anterior, hoje é dia de passatempo, com direito a prémio :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Para ganharem o prémio, apenas têm que responder a uma pergunta e colocar a resposta como comentário a este post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- O comentário &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;n.º 11 será o premiado&lt;/span&gt; (se a resposta ao comentário n.º 11 estiver errada, passará para o 12 e assim sucessivamente). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Os comentários ao meu blog só aparecem após aprovação, pelo que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;apenas os publicarei no final do passatempo&lt;/span&gt;, revelando assim o vencedor/a.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Podem comentar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;mais que uma vez, mas não mais de 3 vezes&lt;/span&gt;, de forma a atingir o número do comentário pretendido (a 4ª resposta e sucessivas dadas pela mesma pessoa serão eliminadas).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O prémio é unisexo, é um creme de mãos da Sephora de 50ml (oferta sephora, tenho vários).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;O passatempo termina &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;amanhã às 00:00&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;A pergunta é muiiiito fácil :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;- Qual é o nome do delineador indiano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Boa sorte :)&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-7717534619668851080?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/7717534619668851080/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=7717534619668851080&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7717534619668851080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/7717534619668851080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/passatempo.html' title='Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Scl0bT6JHRI/AAAAAAAAAMY/MbgWpo4pa-o/s72-c/bday5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5398669204684641788</id><published>2009-03-24T19:03:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:37:48.835+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><title type='text'>Prémio e Aviso de Passatempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sckutdm5uFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7B7OMbJ46_Q/s1600-h/premio_fashion_segundolhar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 109px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sckutdm5uFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7B7OMbJ46_Q/s200/premio_fashion_segundolhar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316832193664366674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Acabei de receber da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://olharporumsegundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Segundo Olhar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt; este maravilhoso, Prémio Útil &amp;amp; Fashion.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Fiquei encantada, o prémio é rosa choque e tudo como eu gosto hihihi, muito obrigada linda :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pelos vistos tenho que revelar 7 truques de beleza do meu dia-a-dia e claro está passar este prémio a outros blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Aviso já, que truques não são nenhuns, vou chamar-lhe antes rotina, não é segredo nenhum, nem nada de transcendente :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;1- Tomo duche 2 vezes por dia (pela manhã e antes de dormir).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;2- Aplico sempre creme hidratante no rosto pela manhã e antes de deitar passo o tónico para purificar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;3- Lavo sempre os dentinhos com dentrífico branqueador.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;4- A ponta maior do meu cabelo fica a "4 dedos" da cintura, por isso lavo-o dia sim dia não e aplico máscara e sérum. (é muito bonito um cabelo comprido, mas dá trabalho que se farta)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5- Faço sempre depilação com cera ou máquina de arranque, pois a típica gillete ou qualquer método de corte, irrita-me profundamente a pele, aplico sempre creme calmante após a depilação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6- Faço esfoliação e máscara hidratante, 1 vez por semana no rosto, e de 15 em 15 dias no corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;7- Passo sempre verniz fortalecedor, antes de qualquer outro e por vezes ando 2 dias sem nada nas unhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogs Premiados&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://vagueandopelasruas.blogspot.com/"&gt;Vagueando pelas Ruas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vidadeumagaija.blogspot.com/"&gt;A Vida de uma Gaja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogdellass.blogspot.com/"&gt;Dellas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Estejam atentos ao próximo post, pois será um passatempo com prémios, daqueles que podem levar para casa e usar :)&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/3793895688957818688-5398669204684641788?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5398669204684641788/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5398669204684641788&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5398669204684641788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5398669204684641788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/premio-e-aviso-de-passatempo.html' title='Prémio e Aviso de Passatempo'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sckutdm5uFI/AAAAAAAAAMA/7B7OMbJ46_Q/s72-c/premio_fashion_segundolhar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1236170554877029130</id><published>2009-03-22T01:54:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:50:46.660+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Trabalho'/><title type='text'>Maquilhagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Inspirada na Novela "O Caminho das Índias", hoje lembrei-me de arranjar com o que me entreter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div face="verdana" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Fui buscar as minhas malas da maquilhagem e mãos à obra. Não está perfeita,  pois quando a modelo sou eu, fica sempre "aldrabado", passei uma série de passos à frente LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;Apliquei corrector de olheiras, base, pó translucido, 2 sombras (dourada e castanho acinzentado), eye liner em todo o contorno do olho, um pouco de blush bronzant, um gloss e como não poderia faltar, máscara de pestanas e iluminador na sobrancelha e osso das maçãs do rosto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:85%;" &gt;(tudo Make Up For Ever)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Para o mês que vem começa o trabalho "a sério", depois mostro maquilhagens mais bonitas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Espero que gostem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWa0o-Va3I/AAAAAAAAALg/YlwUP7Q3LWI/s1600-h/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWa0o-Va3I/AAAAAAAAALg/YlwUP7Q3LWI/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315825164323482482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWa7T_xVcI/AAAAAAAAALo/D6iwrWMp1eM/s1600-h/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 323px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWa7T_xVcI/AAAAAAAAALo/D6iwrWMp1eM/s400/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315825278951445954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWbSu-s45I/AAAAAAAAAL4/OYqkdlq3ag8/s1600-h/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWbSu-s45I/AAAAAAAAAL4/OYqkdlq3ag8/s400/5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315825681331708818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PS: A qualidade das fotos não é a melhor, cliquem na imagem para aumentar. Ah... não liguem às sobrancelhas, andam abandalhadas para poder corrigir uma falha LOL :P&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-1236170554877029130?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1236170554877029130/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1236170554877029130&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1236170554877029130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1236170554877029130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/maquilhagem.html' title='Maquilhagem'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScWa0o-Va3I/AAAAAAAAALg/YlwUP7Q3LWI/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5486095761489252918</id><published>2009-03-19T22:47:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:39:33.964+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Feliz dia do Pai</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Não poderia deixar passar este dia em branco, um beijinho muito grande ao meu Pai e a todos os Pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Deixo também um beijinho para a minha mãe, que esteve bastante doentinha e até teve que ir ao hospital. No entanto, hoje acaba por ser também o dia dela, pois ela foi e continua a ser o meu pai sempre que ele viaja a trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Deixo aqui a foto, que fiz do bolinho para o meu papi, com cobertura de chocolate branco. Eu sei que podia estar melhor, mas foi a 1ª vez que fiz esta receita, que é totalmente diferente das receitas dos bolos tradicionais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScM5EWN-WmI/AAAAAAAAALY/rcORjipXhPg/s1600-h/19032009.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/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScM5EWN-WmI/AAAAAAAAALY/rcORjipXhPg/s320/19032009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315154732073769570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/3793895688957818688-5486095761489252918?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5486095761489252918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5486095761489252918&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5486095761489252918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5486095761489252918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/feliz-dia-do-pai.html' title='Feliz dia do Pai'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScM5EWN-WmI/AAAAAAAAALY/rcORjipXhPg/s72-c/19032009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8801808417212281826</id><published>2009-03-18T18:53:00.015Z</published><updated>2009-05-01T19:08:25.172+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Quem espera....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScG8bZlRWDI/AAAAAAAAALI/QI9FPDFOzG8/s1600-h/festaaaaaa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 168px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScG8bZlRWDI/AAAAAAAAALI/QI9FPDFOzG8/s200/festaaaaaa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314736214183598130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Bem se diz e é verdade.... Depois da tempestade, vem a bonança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Quem espera sempre alcança.... Embora o meu caso foi um pouco diferente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Esperei.... desesperei e desesperei e desesperei... No entanto não desisti e alcancei :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Após ouvir várias vezes um NÃO, daqueles bem redondos, acabei por conseguir ouvir um belo de um SIM, que me deixou muito feliz e me vai aliviar, de um stress que me preocupava muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje é um happy day :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScG4XKg-WsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ph6LjnmCEf4/s1600-h/meeeee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 289px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScG4XKg-WsI/AAAAAAAAAKw/Ph6LjnmCEf4/s320/meeeee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314731743373056706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;PS: Ainda encontrei uma série&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; de gif's da bonequinha que gosto tanto hihihi aproveitei e já usei uma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Fiz também esta réplica minha, ela também está ali ao lado, na barra branca mais a baixo a dançar ahahahah&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-8801808417212281826?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8801808417212281826/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8801808417212281826&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8801808417212281826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8801808417212281826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/quem-espera.html' title='Quem espera....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/ScG8bZlRWDI/AAAAAAAAALI/QI9FPDFOzG8/s72-c/festaaaaaa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-817014479692048086</id><published>2009-03-16T18:05:00.016Z</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:26:00.526Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Eu'/><title type='text'>Acontece de tudo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sb6cZFyZVDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MjEfAV7QjMs/s1600-h/sad.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 97px; height: 97px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sb6cZFyZVDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MjEfAV7QjMs/s200/sad.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313856565207979058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje estou, especialmente parva...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois de ter passado uma noite simplesmente terrível, com pesadelos de todas as cores e feitios, onde um deles, era eu a conduzir, tentando passar para a faixa da direita e não ver o carro que estava lá, fartar-me de bater na traseira do carro, porque o fulano ficou aborrecido e estava sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; a travar e eu claro está... sempre a bater....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Acordei, após ter tido mais meia dúzia de pesadelos diferentes, fiz a minha rotina diária, dei um beijo ao meu miau e saí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Chamei o elevador, vinha la dentro uma mocita, uma das que limpa o prédio, disse-lhe boa tarde e ela começou a meter conversa comigo, eu não sou muito de conversas, mas... segue-se o diálogo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - Boa tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - Bom dia menina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - Está muito calor hoje.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - Pois está :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - Custa tanto trabalhar com este calor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - Faz-me bem trabalhar, preciso de emagrecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - eheh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - É verdade, tenho mesmo que emagrecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - Pois, subir as escadas também ajuda (Oh God)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;... entretanto chegamos ao piso que ela saí-a....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Mocita - Boa tarde. (com olhos estranhos)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu - Boa tarde.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Será que ela pensou, que eu estava a insinuar, que ela não tinha direito a andar no elevador???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Oh God... Só depois é que apercebi da estupidez que tinha dito, mas a sério não foi mesmo por mal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Pois bem... dirigi-me ao meu popó, como todos os dias, faço a mesma manobra de sempre... que costumo fazer ah mais de 7 meses para sair da garagem e.... e.... e.... POUMMMMM.... estatelei-me contra o poste... de frente mesmo......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Expliquem-me por favor, como é possível eu ter ido contra um poste, dentro da garagem? Um poste que eu conheço milimétricamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rachei o pára choques :( só me apetece chorar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sb6dFJ1QM9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lr5oFSNzSoM/s1600-h/_cry.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 61px; height: 50px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sb6dFJ1QM9I/AAAAAAAAAJQ/lr5oFSNzSoM/s200/_cry.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313857322207949778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-817014479692048086?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/817014479692048086/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=817014479692048086&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/817014479692048086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/817014479692048086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/acontece-de-tudo.html' title='Acontece de tudo....'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sb6cZFyZVDI/AAAAAAAAAJI/MjEfAV7QjMs/s72-c/sad.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-5126980200550193022</id><published>2009-03-14T21:58:00.006Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T22:11:49.820Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prémios'/><title type='text'>Prémio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbworlVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_DJWCK1x3TM/s1600-h/blog_de_ouro_%281%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbworlVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_DJWCK1x3TM/s200/blog_de_ouro_%281%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313166389610885442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ah pois é....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Recebi um prémio, todo jeitoso da minha querida &lt;a href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/2009/03/mais-umque-bommmm.html"&gt;tatanita&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Ainda não percebi muito bem, como funcionam estas coisas dos prémios, além de que é muito bom receber LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Mas, acho que é suposto eu oferecer o prémio a mais alguém, por isso aqui vai....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://daly.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Daly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://porquesim-ora.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Porque sim!... ora!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://orapazquesonhou.blogspot.com/"&gt;o rapaz que sonhou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lurdes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://frutodonossoamorumbebe.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fruto do nosso amor... um bebé!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://veuemflor.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;VeuEmFlor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;E já está :) Beijocas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-5126980200550193022?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/5126980200550193022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=5126980200550193022&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5126980200550193022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/5126980200550193022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/premio.html' title='Prémio'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbworlVNMUI/AAAAAAAAAIw/_DJWCK1x3TM/s72-c/blog_de_ouro_%281%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2182854792904641134</id><published>2009-03-13T19:39:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-03-14T01:37:24.465Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><title type='text'>Cuidar das Unhas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbq8mNbza9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/NZ59-8B0d68/s1600-h/4961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 137px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbq8mNbza9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/NZ59-8B0d68/s200/4961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312766075064249298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje vamos falar sob&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;re os cuidados a ter com as nossas unhas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Estive a ver os manuais, do meu curso de manicura e pedicura e fiquei, mais uma vez, impressionada com as doenças, que podem aparecer nas nossas ricas unhas....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não vou cá colocar as fotos do estado em que fi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;cam as unhas doentes, pois não me apetece perder leitores LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Como ter umas unhas bonitas e acima de tudo saudáveis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-O enfraquecimento das unhas é muitas das vezes devido ah má alimentação e carência de vitaminas. Tenham em atenção, caso vejam alguma alteração na coloração, textura, e pequenas manchas brancas.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-As unhas devem ser limadas, sempre no mesmo sentido, (eu sei dá mais trabalho) e prefiram as limas de cartão.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Nunca remover a totalidade da cutícula, pois ao fazer isso &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;vão deixar a unha desprotegida, deixando uma "porta aberta" para bactérias e fungos.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Mantenham as cutículas e unhas hidratadas, existem óleos específicos, mas quem não tiver, pode por óleo de amêndoas doces que também resulta.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Apliquem creme hidratante nas mãos e unhas pois isso evita, a desidratação e consequentemente a quebra, tanto da pele como da unha.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Evitem a acetona, é preferível o removedor de verniz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; sem acetona.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Apliquem sempre, base fortalecedora antes do verniz e deixem um ou dois dias, as unhas apenas com a base.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-Não cortem as unhas dos pés pelos cantos, pois podem encravar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-Após a aplicação do verniz, podem colocar spray secante. (algumas pessoas queixam-se que o verniz ganha bolhas, isso acontece porque vaporizam muito perto, ou o spray não é adequado)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uma curiosidade LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Recordista do Guinness, &lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/PlanetaBizarro/0,,MUL56559-6091,00.html"&gt;mulher&lt;/a&gt; exibe unhas mais &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;compridas do mundo. As unhas de Lee Redmond che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;gam a atingir 80 cm. A norte-americana não corta a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;s unhas desde 1979.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://g1.globo.com/Noticias/PlanetaBizarro/0,,MUL1000647-6091,00-AMERICANA+QUEBRA+AS+UNHAS+MAIS+LONGAS+DO+MUNDO+EM+ACIDENTE.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 158px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbq8Ojd8nxI/AAAAAAAAAIg/0mUQXN6rHgI/s200/0,,11009433,00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312765668661960466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: A imagem das unhas rosa choque, pertence ao meu site &lt;a href="http://www.marisasantos.com/"&gt;profissional&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-2182854792904641134?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2182854792904641134/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2182854792904641134&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2182854792904641134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2182854792904641134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/cuidar-das-unhas.html' title='Cuidar das Unhas'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbq8mNbza9I/AAAAAAAAAIo/NZ59-8B0d68/s72-c/4961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8576946148298743938</id><published>2009-03-12T19:41:00.013Z</published><updated>2009-03-12T20:09:49.249Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Testes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Desafios'/><title type='text'>Eu já...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sblp3cx5R9I/AAAAAAAAAII/IhFz87GkKOA/s1600-h/_angel.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 83px; height: 83px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sblp3cx5R9I/AAAAAAAAAII/IhFz87GkKOA/s200/_angel.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312393636799399890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fui desafiada pela &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://estrelinhadabrigitte.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-ja.html"&gt;Brígida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. Aceitei com muito gosto. Tinha muito mais coisas para dizer, mas assim de repente não me lembro de muita coisa.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ficam desde já desafiadas as seguintes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://tatanitah.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tatanita&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://daly.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;Daly&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lurdes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu já&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-tive 5 tlm's ao mesmo tempo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-fui ver o Marilyn Manson ao Ermal praticamente sozinha&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-dei espectáculos de dança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-fiz um piercing no umbigo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-caí na linha do comboio, com o dito cujo a vir na minha direcção&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-bati na traseira de uma carrinha de trolhas&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-cancelei um casamento&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-fui modelo fotográfico&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-tirei o meu curso de maquilhadora profissional&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-tive um acidente sozinha e o mecânico acabou de me destruir o carro&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-bebi whisky feito parva por causa de uma aposta e acabei literalmente bêbada&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-andei de gatas numa praia porque a areia parecia pedregulhos e não aguentava mais dos pés&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-fui perseguida por um tarado que me queria raptar quando tinha 14 anos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-andei no carro da GNR, quando me perdi no Ermal (levaram-me até ao meu popó)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-fui ferrada por uma cadela&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-arranjei um fio da net suplente, para ir ás escondias quando os meus pais me tinham proibiram de lá ir.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-tive 4 computadores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-mudei de casa 4 vezes em 2 anos&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;-fui apaixonada por um professor no 7º ano LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;-dancei o tango no meio da rua&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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/3793895688957818688-8576946148298743938?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8576946148298743938/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8576946148298743938&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8576946148298743938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8576946148298743938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-ja.html' title='Eu já...'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sblp3cx5R9I/AAAAAAAAAII/IhFz87GkKOA/s72-c/_angel.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-4312447829545698749</id><published>2009-03-11T19:46:00.008Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:41:08.862+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><title type='text'>O 4º andar... A saga continua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbgh61OxNaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3-eCJCJ4ve0/s1600-h/1173363d8eiwf2hve.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 90px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbgh61OxNaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3-eCJCJ4ve0/s200/1173363d8eiwf2hve.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312033055088653730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isto realmente.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Eu cá não sei, mas tenho um feeling, que a história do &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-4-andar.html"&gt;4º andar&lt;/a&gt; ainda vai dar muito que falar... (até rimou).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Tal como já tinha dito ontem, quando saí tinha resposta da suposta "vaca":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" Tenho 2 crianças e o barulho foi durante a tarde..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quando regressei a casa, tinha um novo papel, ou seja, uma nova impressão da folha com os avisos dos barulhos e também com novos manuscritos LOL...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Na parte superior dizia:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;" A Polícia é aqui perto, pena não terem ouvido esses barulhos, mas fica para a próxima "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Depois mais abaixo, e isto porque já não restava espaço em cima, estava escrito com outra caneta a letras gigantescas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" As crianças educam-se "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Devido aos tipos de letras diferentes, leva-me a pensar que são pelo menos 3 pessoas a queixarem-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje quando saí, do papel, apenas restavam, os cantos com fita cola.... Aquilo viu-se mesmo que foi arrancado com toda a violência, provavelmente pela suposta "vaca", ou outro vizinho que se cansou de "recadinhos".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Isto porque, em 1º lugar não se chama vaca à vizinha, depois também somos todos adultos, e os adultos resolvem este tipo de assuntos com dois dedos de conversa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Então e se fosse um bebé? O que iam fazer, quando ele estivesse a chorar? Arrombar a porta da vizinha?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Fico um bocado aparvalhada com estas situações....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/3793895688957818688-4312447829545698749?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/4312447829545698749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=4312447829545698749&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4312447829545698749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/4312447829545698749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-4-andar-saga-continua.html' title='O 4º andar... A saga continua'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/Sbgh61OxNaI/AAAAAAAAAG4/3-eCJCJ4ve0/s72-c/1173363d8eiwf2hve.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-1419048940642426602</id><published>2009-03-10T21:18:00.009Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:46:16.447+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>Os Sonhos... ou será os Pesadelos???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbbgVOtK_2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nwskm9YfO64/s1600-h/pesadeloooooo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 151px; height: 156px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbbgVOtK_2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nwskm9YfO64/s200/pesadeloooooo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311679465859514210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;É oficial... Isto é GRAVE....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Depois do pesadelo que tive esta noite, concluí que isto é mesmo grave....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;É que eu, volta e meia, tenho um pesadelo daqueles mesmo horríveis com a escola.... Sonho constantemente que não acabei o curso (mas acabei) e por isso os meus colegas me recriminam, inclusive os professores....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No meio disto tudo, acabo por andar à porrada, tentam matar-me.... Se eu acordar e voltar a adormecer, não é que vou recomeçar o pesadelo&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Já para não falar que, sonho vezes sem conta, a mesma coisa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Andei a pesquisar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.lusoafrica.net/v2/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=451&amp;amp;Itemid=239"&gt;Tipos de Sonhos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; e o significado dos sonhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sonhos criativos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Pessoas que tem sonhos criativos representam os seus sonhos através da pintura ou mesmo através de livros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sonhos lúcidos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; A pessoa está a sonhar, sabe que está a sonhar e consegue controlar o que está a acontecer como se estivesse a realizar um filme. Essas pessoas conseguem  encontrar-se com outras pessoas pelo seus sonhos e depois quando acordam, descobrem que a pessoa com quem sonharam tiveram o mesmo sonho com as mesmas pessoas e as mesmas coisas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Pesadelos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Sonhar com monstros, fantasmas significa que você está com medo de alguma coisa na vida real e que precisa ser confrontado. Se você sonhou que você está preso em algum lugar, isso significa que você está preso a uma situação na vida real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sonhos previsíveis:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; São sonhos em que a pessoa que está a sonhar alega que certos eventos irão acontecer no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sonhos repetitivos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Se você sonha com a mesma coisa mais que uma vez, isso quer dizer que alguma coisa está a preocupa-lo na vida real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Sonhos sensuais:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; Todos nós sonhamos sobre sexualidade, especialmente quando estamos a passar  pela fase da puberdade. É perfeitamente natural sonharmos com esse tipo de coisa em qualquer estágio de nossas vidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" &gt;Escola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sonhar que está na escola representa sentimentos infantis de insegurança que não soube resolver. Estas inseguranças podem estar relacionados a sua auto-estima. Outra interpretação deste sonho é que a escola simboliza as lições que está aprendendo em sua vida real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Será?????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Para os curiosos sobre o post do &lt;a href="http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-4-andar.html"&gt;4º andar&lt;/a&gt;, hoje tinha resposta " tenho 2 crianças e o barulho foi durante a tarde " dahhhhh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3793895688957818688-1419048940642426602?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/1419048940642426602/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=1419048940642426602&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1419048940642426602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/1419048940642426602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/os-sonhos-ou-sera-os-pesadelos.html' title='Os Sonhos... ou será os Pesadelos???'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbbgVOtK_2I/AAAAAAAAAGo/Nwskm9YfO64/s72-c/pesadeloooooo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-2831314655410151158</id><published>2009-03-09T21:06:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-06-17T04:40:09.583+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Prédio'/><title type='text'>O 4º andar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbWIA-Nt09I/AAAAAAAAAGg/OvQRF7m1cN0/s1600-h/1173360exgx7gano2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 80px; height: 90px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbWIA-Nt09I/AAAAAAAAAGg/OvQRF7m1cN0/s320/1173360exgx7gano2.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311300885835273170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hoje tinha outra coisa para escrever, mas não resisto a partilhar o que vi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Mais ou menos ah 1 mês, colocaram no espelho do elevador , do prédio onde moro, um papel a pedir aos vizinhos para terem o cuidado de não fazerem barulho após as 22:30, pelos vistos aspiravam a casa e arrastavam os móveis... ( eu por acaso nunca ouvi, mas pronto... ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Hoje, quando saio de casa para ir ter com a &lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lurdes&lt;/a&gt;, entro no elevador, dou de caras com o mesmo papel, embora com uma pequena alteração... Estava escrito em cima a caneta de feltro o seguinte:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;" Quem faz mais barulho é a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;vaca&lt;/span&gt; do 4º andar... "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Confesso que, além de me sentir chocada com o que li, não consegui conter o riso.... E sentir o alivio de morar no 2º andar... LOL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Não faço a mínima ideia de quem mora no 4º andar....&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Agora estou mesmo para ver, quando voltar para casa, se o papel ainda lá continua, ou se tem resposta....&lt;/span&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/3793895688957818688-2831314655410151158?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/2831314655410151158/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=2831314655410151158&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2831314655410151158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/2831314655410151158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-4-andar.html' title='O 4º andar'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbWIA-Nt09I/AAAAAAAAAGg/OvQRF7m1cN0/s72-c/1173360exgx7gano2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-8309685358608033034</id><published>2009-03-08T23:03:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-05-18T02:39:54.340+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Datas para Comemorar'/><title type='text'>Ser mulher</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbRQ00QQUCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bEG9qIUXEX0/s1600-h/1134123ayfjpcpywq.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 90px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbRQ00QQUCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bEG9qIUXEX0/s200/1134123ayfjpcpywq.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310958728886898722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Logo hoje, que eu deveria ser a Cinderela, andei o dia todo a fazer de gata borralheira...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Dia de limpeza geral... Pelo menos agora tenho o consolo de me deitar com aquela sensação de frescura que eu tanto gosto :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.belasmensagens.com.br/frases-dia-da-mulher.php"&gt;Mulher&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"A mulher foi feita da costela do homem, não dos pés para ser pisada, nem da cabeça para ser superior, mas sim do lado para ser igual, debaixo do braço para ser protegida e do lado do coração para ser amada."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbRRBYRLDbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NSl7YEEkXPc/s1600-h/80301b5tl7kh3ju.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbRRBYRLDbI/AAAAAAAAAF4/NSl7YEEkXPc/s320/80301b5tl7kh3ju.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310958944712854962" 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/3793895688957818688-8309685358608033034?l=santosmarisa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/feeds/8309685358608033034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3793895688957818688&amp;postID=8309685358608033034&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8309685358608033034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3793895688957818688/posts/default/8309685358608033034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://santosmarisa.blogspot.com/2009/03/ser-mulher.html' title='Ser mulher'/><author><name>Marisa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06303232369894842230</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='19' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SkgQABzxSUI/AAAAAAAAAn0/n4pBfq73CY8/S220/blog.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbRQ00QQUCI/AAAAAAAAAFw/bEG9qIUXEX0/s72-c/1134123ayfjpcpywq.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3793895688957818688.post-219663306538101382</id><published>2009-03-07T21:56:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-07T22:56:00.059Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Curiosidades'/><title type='text'>Curiosidades Humanas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbL35HiNkSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hrU5FlslUgA/s1600-h/corpo+humano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 85px; height: 148px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3BXS9RPKBNQ/SbL35HiNkSI/AAAAAAAAAFo/hrU5FlslUgA/s200/corpo+humano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310579471270383906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Já que gostaram das curiosidades dos animais, deixo agora as curiosidades Humanas :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div s
