<?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-29799054</id><updated>2011-08-25T13:12:45.833+01:00</updated><title type='text'>* ~ * ~ * comtudo * ~ * ~  *</title><subtitle type='html'>A vida é como é...
ás vezes é triste e cansativa, outras vezes alegre e colorida... Mas temos que aproveita-la...
porque só temos uma vida.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>128</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-3806558938582003750</id><published>2007-09-14T17:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-09-14T18:04:12.528+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Ruq-tB9dHWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RlqBIvfcPU0/s1600-h/the+end.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Ruq-tB9dHWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RlqBIvfcPU0/s200/the+end.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110106408034835810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de tanto tempo sem postar nada&lt;br /&gt;e sem vontade para o fazer,&lt;br /&gt;decidi fechar este blog.&lt;br /&gt;Vou deixar de postar,&lt;br /&gt;mas não vou deixar de vos visitar e comentar!&lt;br /&gt;A todos  que me visitaram e comentaram.&lt;br /&gt;OBRIGADOS...  E até um dia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-3806558938582003750?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/3806558938582003750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=3806558938582003750&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3806558938582003750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3806558938582003750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/09/depois-de-tanto-tempo-sem-postar-nada-e.html' title=''/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Ruq-tB9dHWI/AAAAAAAAAh4/RlqBIvfcPU0/s72-c/the+end.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-6778898958512842054</id><published>2007-07-08T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T17:22:04.503+01:00</updated><title type='text'>(: (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RpEO-1rAomI/AAAAAAAAAhY/L8F6-qWroWE/s1600-h/boasemana2706.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RoKg7TSMQOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/KY6BFOYyqd4/s400/t748127.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080800270276640994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma  grande viagem começa sempre&lt;br /&gt;com um pequeno passo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era neste pôr do sol que eu queria estar agora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-1973846232761083161?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/1973846232761083161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=1973846232761083161&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1973846232761083161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1973846232761083161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/06/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='PENSAMENTO DO DIA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RoKg7TSMQOI/AAAAAAAAAf0/KY6BFOYyqd4/s72-c/t748127.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-93050204007822652</id><published>2007-06-21T18:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T19:44:34.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O DOM DA PALAVRA</title><content type='html'>Uma noite um sultão sonhou que havia perdido todos os dentes.&lt;br /&gt;Acordou assustado,&lt;br /&gt;e mandou chamar um sábio para lhe interpretar o sonho.&lt;br /&gt;_Que desgraça senhor ! Exclamou o sábio.&lt;br /&gt;_Cada dente caído  representa a perda de um ente-querido de vossa majestade!&lt;br /&gt;Como se atreve a dizer tal coisa?&lt;br /&gt;Gritou o sultão.&lt;br /&gt;Mandou chamar os guardas e ordenou que lhe dessem cem chicotadas.&lt;br /&gt;Mandou então chamar outro sábio para lhe interpretar o sonho.&lt;br /&gt;O outro sábio disse:&lt;br /&gt;_Senhor, uma grande felicidade vos está reservada!&lt;br /&gt;O sonho indica que íreis viver mais que todos os vossos parentes!&lt;br /&gt;A fisionomia do sultão se iluminou,&lt;br /&gt;e ele mandou dar-lhe cem moedas de ouro.&lt;br /&gt;Quando este saía do palacio um cortesão perguntou ao sábio:&lt;br /&gt;_Mas como é possivel ?&lt;br /&gt;A interpretação que você fez foi a mesma do seu colega,&lt;br /&gt;no entanto ele levou chicotadas, e você leva moedas de ouro!&lt;br /&gt;_Lembre-se sempre! Respodeu o sábio:&lt;br /&gt;_Tudo depende da maneira como são ditas as coisas.&lt;br /&gt;E esse é um dos desafios da humanidade,&lt;br /&gt;é daí que vem a felicidade ou a desgraça,&lt;br /&gt;a paz ou a guerra.&lt;br /&gt;A verdade deve ser sempre dita, disso não há duvida,&lt;br /&gt;mas a forma como ela é dita&lt;br /&gt;é que faz a diferença...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-93050204007822652?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/93050204007822652/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=93050204007822652&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/93050204007822652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/93050204007822652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/06/o-dom-da-palavra.html' title='O DOM DA PALAVRA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-3043157304486254798</id><published>2007-06-19T23:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T23:20:51.434+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SOLIDÃO</title><content type='html'>A solidão não é viver só&lt;br /&gt;é não sermos capazes de fazer companhia a alguêm,&lt;br /&gt;ou alguma coisa dentro de nós;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solidão não é uma arvore no meio da planicie&lt;br /&gt;onde só ela esteja,&lt;br /&gt;é a distancia entre a seiva profunda e a casca&lt;br /&gt;entre a folha e a raíz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;José Saramago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Publiquei só porque achei lindo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-3043157304486254798?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/3043157304486254798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=3043157304486254798&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3043157304486254798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3043157304486254798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/06/solido.html' title='SOLIDÃO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7385616154819810657</id><published>2007-06-10T19:21:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T19:38:04.810+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UM PENSAMENTO...</title><content type='html'>Não deixe  de avançar&lt;br /&gt;com medo e fracassar&lt;br /&gt;pois o fracasso não é o fim de tudo&lt;br /&gt;e sim um motivo para começar de novo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;               ******&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-7385616154819810657?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7385616154819810657/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7385616154819810657&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7385616154819810657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7385616154819810657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/06/um-pensamento.html' title='UM PENSAMENTO...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2570046488972837768</id><published>2007-06-03T13:37:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T14:00:16.938+01:00</updated><title type='text'>SEMEAR NO DESERTO</title><content type='html'>Mesmo quando Deus parece longe&lt;br /&gt;e o desalento está perto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando a estrada termina&lt;br /&gt;e a duvida começa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos acreditar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando as armas matam&lt;br /&gt;e a indiferença  se cala,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos  falar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que tudo pareça bêm&lt;br /&gt;e nada haja a temer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos  vigiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando tudo está mal&lt;br /&gt;e nada há a fazer,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos agir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando as arvores morrem&lt;br /&gt;e a eperança nos falta,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos renascer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo quando a viagem é um risco&lt;br /&gt;e o destino é incerto,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devemos partir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE  VIVER É UM RISCO&lt;br /&gt;E SE NÃO CORRER-MOS RISCOS&lt;br /&gt;NÃO VIVEREMOS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RmK7JYOuyPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/cQw37i5zm8Q/s1600-h/semear+no+deserto.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RmK7JYOuyPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/cQw37i5zm8Q/s400/semear+no+deserto.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071821900170053874" 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/29799054-2570046488972837768?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2570046488972837768/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2570046488972837768&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2570046488972837768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2570046488972837768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/06/semear-no-deserto.html' title='SEMEAR NO DESERTO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RmK7JYOuyPI/AAAAAAAAAd0/cQw37i5zm8Q/s72-c/semear+no+deserto.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2793399962695227286</id><published>2007-05-28T13:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T14:55:21.447+01:00</updated><title type='text'>VAMOS TODOS DIVULGAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://madeleinemccann.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Madeleine McCann" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger2/7077/384673276079665/185/z/214586/gse_multipart69888.jpg" height="110" width="110" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Madeleine McCann missing in Portugal. Have you seen her?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please contact Crimestoppers: 0800 555 111, +44 1883 731 336 &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Madeleine McCann desapareceu em Portugal. Tem informações sobre o seu paradeiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por favor contacte&lt;br /&gt;Crimestoppers: 0800 555 111, +44 1883 731 336&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fazer circular este rosto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrJ7oyP8tI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DYPMYz489fk/s1600-h/1531614.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrJ7oyP8tI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DYPMYz489fk/s400/1531614.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069586356956558034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ajudar a pequena Maddie&lt;br /&gt;a voltar para junto dos pais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrKsIyP8vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LPO-TsSDh_c/s1600-h/madeline.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrKsIyP8vI/AAAAAAAAAdk/LPO-TsSDh_c/s400/madeline.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069587190180213490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e este pequeno gesto é o que posso fazer&lt;br /&gt;para dar o meu apoio, porque este drama&lt;br /&gt;poderia ser o nosso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrLRoyP8wI/AAAAAAAAAds/uf_uoCkQmzo/s1600-h/nmaddy4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrLRoyP8wI/AAAAAAAAAds/uf_uoCkQmzo/s400/nmaddy4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069587834425307906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facam o mesmo e divulguem...&lt;br /&gt;Nenhum  esforço é demais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peguem o codigo &lt;a href="http://madeleinemccann.blogspot.com/search/label/bringmadeleinehome.com"&gt; AQUI&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-2793399962695227286?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2793399962695227286/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2793399962695227286&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2793399962695227286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2793399962695227286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/vamos-todos-divulgar.html' title='VAMOS TODOS DIVULGAR'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RlrJ7oyP8tI/AAAAAAAAAdU/DYPMYz489fk/s72-c/1531614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7810435924835616739</id><published>2007-05-24T13:22:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T16:16:58.144+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O MEU MEME</title><content type='html'>Tal como a &lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);" href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lurdes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eu mesma (moi-meme)&lt;br /&gt;só conheço a palavra "meme" no vocabulário Francês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas segundo tenho visto noutros blogs,&lt;br /&gt;um "meme" é um gene cultural que envolve algum conhecimento&lt;br /&gt;que passamos a outros contemporanios ou descendentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os "memes" podem ser ideias, capacidades, valores estéticos&lt;br /&gt;ou morais, qualquer coisa que possa ser aprendida e transmitida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E se assim é, eu tambêm tenho um "meme"...&lt;br /&gt;E vou deixa-lo aqui hoje...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;Eu quero... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Viver e ser feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Um enorme coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acho... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Graça ao Fernando Rocha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Tristeza quando estou só.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu odeio... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Falsidade e cinismo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu escuto... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A  voz da razão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cheiro... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A terra molhada depois da chuva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu imploro... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A Deus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu procuro... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Uma vida melhor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu arrependo-me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Do que nunca fiz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;O marido, os meus filhos, e a familia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sinto falta... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Da familia, quando estou longe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu importo-me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Com os outros tambêm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sempre... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Sonhei, e continuo a sonhar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não fico... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Indiferente aos dramas humanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu acredito... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Num mundo melhor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu danço... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Eu tento, mas piso os pés do parceiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu canto...  &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Só no chuveiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu choro... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Por tudo e por nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu falho... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ás vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu ganho... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Experiência de vida, e peso com a idade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu escrevo...&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt; Só no blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu perco... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;A paciência muito depressa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu confundo-me... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Com as borucracias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Ansiosa por viver no meu país.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fico feliz... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Quando falo com os meus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho esperança... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Que a economia  em Portugal vai melhorar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu preciso... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Perder peso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eu deveria... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Levar as dietas mais a sério.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;Simples, humilde, mas simpatica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu não gosto... &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;De caracois, fazem-me nojo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O QUE IRÃO INVENTAR A SEGUIR??  HE HE HE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/29799054-7810435924835616739?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7810435924835616739/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7810435924835616739&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7810435924835616739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7810435924835616739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-meu-meme.html' title='O MEU MEME'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-4995579801194165324</id><published>2007-05-22T09:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T09:47:16.731+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PENSAMENTO DO DIA</title><content type='html'>Tentar  não  significa conseguir,&lt;br /&gt;mas muitos conseguiram,  porque tentaram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-4995579801194165324?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/4995579801194165324/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=4995579801194165324&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/4995579801194165324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/4995579801194165324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='PENSAMENTO DO DIA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-3342449776136095511</id><published>2007-05-19T09:19:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T17:24:19.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PEGADAS NA AREIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rk6zUIyP8nI/AAAAAAAAAck/SXe5_35RqSU/s1600-h/pegadas-00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rk6zUIyP8nI/AAAAAAAAAck/SXe5_35RqSU/s400/pegadas-00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066183789375386226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma noite eu tive um sonho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhei que estava na praia com o Senhor,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e, atraves do céu, passavam cenas da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;Para cada cena que passava,&lt;br /&gt;percebi que eram deixadas dois pares de pegadas na areia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a ultima cena da minha vida passou diante de nós,olhei para trás, para as pegadas deixadas na areia , e notei que  muitas vezes no caminho da minha vida, havia apenas um par de pegadas na areia.&lt;br /&gt;Notei tambêm,que isso aconteceu nos momentos mais dificeis e angustiantes da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso aborreceu-me deveras, Perguntei então ao Senhor:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;''Senhor, tu me disses-te que, uma vez que eu resolvi te seguir,&lt;br /&gt;tu andarias sempre comigo, todo o caminho,&lt;br /&gt;mas notei que durante as maiores tribulações do meu viver,&lt;br /&gt;havia na areia apenas um par de pegadas.&lt;br /&gt;Não compreendo porque nas horas em que eu mais presisava de ti,&lt;br /&gt;tu me deixas-te".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O senhor me respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Meu precioso filho;&lt;br /&gt;Eu já mais te deixaria nas horas da tua prova e do teu sofrimento!&lt;br /&gt;Quanto viste na areia apenas um par de pegadas,&lt;br /&gt;foi exatamente aí que eu te carreguei nos braços".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-3342449776136095511?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/3342449776136095511/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=3342449776136095511&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2472520943191216577</id><published>2007-05-11T21:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:40:01.862+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OU SE GOSTA, OU SE MEXE...</title><content type='html'>Acontece algumas vezes,&lt;br /&gt;quando tomamos uma chavena de chã ou de café,&lt;br /&gt;o sabor não está bom...&lt;br /&gt;Mas só se descobre a causa no fim da chavena.&lt;br /&gt;Era o açucar, não faltava, mas estava no fundo.&lt;br /&gt;Talvês, o que falta na nossa vida ás vezes,&lt;br /&gt;tenha ficado no fundo,&lt;br /&gt;e por isso a nossa vida  não tem sabor&lt;br /&gt;porque não temos coragem de mexer com ela,&lt;br /&gt;de ir ao fundo...&lt;br /&gt;É preciso coragem de ir ao fundo das coisas,&lt;br /&gt;de mexer com a vida, para que se torna mais gostosa,&lt;br /&gt;se não, corremos o risco de viver uma vida sem gosto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-2472520943191216577?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2472520943191216577/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2472520943191216577&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2472520943191216577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2472520943191216577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/ou-se-gosta-ou-se-mexe.html' title='OU SE GOSTA, OU SE MEXE...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-138623894415532481</id><published>2007-05-06T14:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:08:13.978+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA TI  MÃE...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rj3g4QI8-XI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xS0GMy9YZ0U/s1600-h/rosa_08.2006.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rj3g4QI8-XI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xS0GMy9YZ0U/s400/rosa_08.2006.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061448813244119410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom recordar,  ás vezes sozinho&lt;br /&gt;teus olhos tão doces, teus labios  tão ternos&lt;br /&gt;não há quem espalhe no mundo carinho&lt;br /&gt;como os beijos dados por lábios maternos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu és a canção mais bela e mais querida&lt;br /&gt;que o deus do amor nos soube cantar&lt;br /&gt;sem ti não havia esperança na vida&lt;br /&gt;contigo apetece viver e amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mãe só tu têns coração para amar como ninguêm&lt;br /&gt;mãe só tu és o amparo na ausência do bêm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;há no teu olhar o azul do ceu e o verde do mar&lt;br /&gt;há no teu sorrir o encanto das rosas que estão a florir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PARA TODAS AS MÃES DO MUNDO&lt;br /&gt;EM ESPECIAL PARA A MINHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-138623894415532481?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/138623894415532481/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=138623894415532481&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/138623894415532481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/138623894415532481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/para-ti-me.html' title='PARA TI  MÃE...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rj3g4QI8-XI/AAAAAAAAAbY/xS0GMy9YZ0U/s72-c/rosa_08.2006.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1880104182110708422</id><published>2007-05-05T11:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T15:15:29.417+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OBRIGADA...</title><content type='html'>E depois deste premio,&lt;br /&gt;"um selinho thinking blogger"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjxejAI8-VI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pGOKCZtcFfI/s1600-h/thinkingbloggerpf8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjxejAI8-VI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pGOKCZtcFfI/s400/thinkingbloggerpf8.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061024036683577682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atribuído pela lurdes&lt;br /&gt;(Auxiliar de memoria)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjxeuQI8-WI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GykecHUAyZc/s1600-h/BlogAmizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjxeuQI8-WI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/GykecHUAyZc/s400/BlogAmizade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061024229957106018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peguei tambêm o selo blogamizade&lt;br /&gt;que ela gentilmente  ofereceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e que bem que eles aqui ficam!&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;os blogs que me fazem pensar...&lt;br /&gt;depois publico!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-1880104182110708422?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/1880104182110708422/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=1880104182110708422&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1880104182110708422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1880104182110708422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/obrigada.html' title='OBRIGADA...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjxejAI8-VI/AAAAAAAAAbI/pGOKCZtcFfI/s72-c/thinkingbloggerpf8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-4278829307085840862</id><published>2007-05-02T18:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:09:05.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O QUE APRENDI NA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fi&lt;/style&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.profilepimpz.com/" target="_blank"&gt;APRENDI QUE...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que não podemos ficar á espera da felicidade;&lt;br /&gt;  Temos de a procurar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que quando penso saber tudo;&lt;br /&gt;  Aínda não aprendi nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que a natureza é uma das coisas mais belas do mundo;&lt;br /&gt;  E no entanto continuamos a maltrata-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que amar significa dar;&lt;br /&gt;E nós sempre á espera de receber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que não precisamos de mudar de amigos;&lt;br /&gt;  Se perceber-mos que os amigos mudam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que não importa o relacionamento que temos com os pais;&lt;br /&gt;  Mas um dia vamos sentir muito a falta deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*  Que a vida nos dá sempre outra chance;&lt;br /&gt;  E as vezes somos nós que não a aceitamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que ninguêm gosta de admitir que erra;&lt;br /&gt;  Mas é errando que se aprende.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* Que um dia até me podem esquecer;&lt;br /&gt;  Mas não esquecerão as palavras que eu disse no momento certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Aprendi que aínda tenho muito que aprender!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&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/29799054-4278829307085840862?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/4278829307085840862/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=4278829307085840862&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/4278829307085840862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/4278829307085840862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/o-que-aprendi-na-vida.html' title='O QUE APRENDI NA VIDA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-760837538892245090</id><published>2007-05-01T10:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T23:34:09.517+01:00</updated><title type='text'>POR ACASO...</title><content type='html'>Um dia, um rapaz pobre que vendia mercadorias de porta em porta&lt;br /&gt;para pagar os estudos,viu que só tinha uma  moeda de 10 centimos e estava com fome.&lt;br /&gt;Decidiu então que na proxima casa pediria comida,&lt;br /&gt;mas quando bateu e uma pobre jovem lhe abriu a porta,&lt;br /&gt;ele apenas pediu um copo de água.&lt;br /&gt;A jovem olhou para ele e deu-lhe antes um grande copo de leite.&lt;br /&gt;Ele bebeu o leite e perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;_Quanto lhe devo?  -Não me deves nada - Respondeu a jovem,&lt;br /&gt;_Se formos caridosos hoje, teremos caridade amanhã.&lt;br /&gt;O rapaz agradeceu e saíu, sentindo-se mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns anos depois o rapaz completou os estudos&lt;br /&gt;e tornou-se num medico de prestigío.&lt;br /&gt;A jovem caridosa com o passar dos anos ficou uma mulher doente.&lt;br /&gt;Os medicos locais não tinham mais que lhe fazer&lt;br /&gt;e mandaram-na á cidade grande para ser vista por um especialista.&lt;br /&gt;Quando o  medico ouviu o nome do povoado de onde a paciente tinha vindo,&lt;br /&gt;uma luz se acendeu nos seus olhos,&lt;br /&gt;foi vêla e logo reconheceu a mulher.&lt;br /&gt;Decidiu que  a ajudaria e depois de uma longa batalha venceu a luta&lt;br /&gt;e a mulher ficou curada.&lt;br /&gt;Ele pediu á administração do hospital que  lhe enviasse a fatura para ele aprovar,&lt;br /&gt;conferiu, escreveu qualquer coisa e mandou entregar no quarto da paciente.&lt;br /&gt;Ela estava até com medo de a abrir,  sabia que levaria muito tempo&lt;br /&gt;para conseguir pagar aquele tratamento.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando finalmente abriu a fatura, o que lá estava escrito era;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"totalmente pago com um copo de leite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada do que fazemos na vida, é por acaso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjcL4wI8-JI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uVBnCFZwp50/s1600-h/BOM+DIA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjcL4wI8-JI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uVBnCFZwp50/s400/BOM+DIA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059525775997073554" 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/29799054-760837538892245090?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/760837538892245090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/760837538892245090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/05/por-acaso.html' title='POR ACASO...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RjcL4wI8-JI/AAAAAAAAAZk/uVBnCFZwp50/s72-c/BOM+DIA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2890431214838524794</id><published>2007-04-23T09:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T09:37:56.278+01:00</updated><title type='text'>HOJE  HÁ  ALGUÊM  ESPECIAL QUE ESTÁ DE PARABÊNS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É A MINHA AMIGA  &lt;a href="http://simplesmenteesimples.blogspot.com/"&gt;DINA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.profilepimpz.com/" target="new"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RixuQpmLGGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/lUNMMlMeeUg/s1600-h/bolo+chique.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RixuQpmLGGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/lUNMMlMeeUg/s400/bolo+chique.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056537713953151074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que neste dia,&lt;br /&gt;como por magia&lt;br /&gt;todos os teus sonhos&lt;br /&gt;se transformem em realidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os teus desejos se cumpram&lt;br /&gt;e todas as tuas vontades sejam feitas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que neste dia,&lt;br /&gt;tudo na tua vida seja perfeito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RixsFZmLGEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lnDTahqSaGc/s1600-h/feliz+anivers%C3%A1rio.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RixsFZmLGEI/AAAAAAAAAZE/lnDTahqSaGc/s400/feliz+anivers%C3%A1rio.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056535321656367170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E UM ABRAÇO APERTADINHO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-2890431214838524794?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2890431214838524794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2890431214838524794&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2890431214838524794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2890431214838524794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/hoje-h-algum-especial-que-est-de.html' title='HOJE  HÁ  ALGUÊM  ESPECIAL QUE ESTÁ DE PARABÊNS...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RixuQpmLGGI/AAAAAAAAAZU/lUNMMlMeeUg/s72-c/bolo+chique.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1850722758058641572</id><published>2007-04-18T22:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T23:28:36.634+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FILA  INDIANA</title><content type='html'>Um dia alguêm disse,&lt;br /&gt;que os homens  caminham pela face da terra em fila indiana,&lt;br /&gt;cada um carregando  dois sacos, um á frente, outro atrás.&lt;br /&gt;No saco da frente carregamos as nossas qualidades&lt;br /&gt;e no saco de trás guardamos os nossos defeitos.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, durante a jornada da nossa vida,&lt;br /&gt;mantemos os olhos fixos nas virtudes que possuímos&lt;br /&gt;presas em nosso peito, ao mesmo tempo,&lt;br /&gt;reparamos impiedosamente nas costas do companheiro&lt;br /&gt;da frente e vemos todos os defeitos que ele possui;&lt;br /&gt;E julgamos-nos melhores que ele,&lt;br /&gt;sem perceber que a pessoa que está atrás de nós&lt;br /&gt;pensa   a mesma coisa a nosso respeito.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso não pudemos esquecer&lt;br /&gt;que andamos no mundo em fila indiana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Autor_  Gilberto de Nucci&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;um texto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;uma lição...&lt;br /&gt;e uma  flor  p-ra vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RiaVgwH8t-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Uu8VSettE4A/s1600-h/rosa+abre+e+fecha.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RiaVgwH8t-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Uu8VSettE4A/s200/rosa+abre+e+fecha.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054892021676554210" 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/29799054-1850722758058641572?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/1850722758058641572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=1850722758058641572&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1850722758058641572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1850722758058641572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/fila-indiana.html' title='FILA  INDIANA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RiaVgwH8t-I/AAAAAAAAAYE/Uu8VSettE4A/s72-c/rosa+abre+e+fecha.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-922543625948849362</id><published>2007-04-12T13:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T13:38:33.082+01:00</updated><title type='text'>COMPARAÇÕES</title><content type='html'>dizem que o cão&lt;br /&gt;é a cara do dono&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4l5ajs0OI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LGnpMWU1HxU/s1600-h/CAO6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4l5ajs0OI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LGnpMWU1HxU/s400/CAO6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052517500268105954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e para quêm&lt;br /&gt;aínda tinha duvidas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4kn6js0MI/AAAAAAAAAXU/wI9G9RSYpGE/s1600-h/CAO0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4kn6js0MI/AAAAAAAAAXU/wI9G9RSYpGE/s400/CAO0.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052516100108767426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ficam aqui algumas provas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4lIKjs0NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WSBia1BaUuE/s1600-h/CAO2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4lIKjs0NI/AAAAAAAAAXc/WSBia1BaUuE/s400/CAO2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052516654159548626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e agora,&lt;br /&gt;concordam ou não?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-922543625948849362?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/922543625948849362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=922543625948849362&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/922543625948849362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/922543625948849362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/comparaes.html' title='COMPARAÇÕES'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rh4l5ajs0OI/AAAAAAAAAXk/LGnpMWU1HxU/s72-c/CAO6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1126286576373699687</id><published>2007-04-10T23:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T17:15:47.688+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A RESPOSTA...</title><content type='html'>Já lá vai um tempinho que me fizeram este desafio&lt;br /&gt;eu não me tinha esquecido, mas tive de pensar um bocado&lt;br /&gt;e agora,&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com/"&gt;LURDES&lt;/a&gt;, aqui vai a resposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;7  COISAS QUE FAÇO BÊM.&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/color_pink_146.gif) fixed&lt;/style&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- cozinhar&lt;br /&gt;- comer&lt;br /&gt;- croché&lt;br /&gt;- conduzir&lt;br /&gt;- andar de bicicleta&lt;br /&gt;- arrumar a casa ( quando quero)&lt;br /&gt;- ser esposa e mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  COISAS QUE NÃO FAÇO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- top-less&lt;br /&gt;- fumar (felizmente)&lt;br /&gt;- yoga ( não tenho paciência)&lt;br /&gt;- gravar musicas no pc (aínda não aprendi)&lt;br /&gt;- jogar futebol&lt;br /&gt;- andar descalça na rua&lt;br /&gt;- dizer não ( se me pedem um favor)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  COISAS QUE ME ATRAÍEM NO SEXO OPOSTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- um sorriso&lt;br /&gt;- romantismo&lt;br /&gt;- honestidade&lt;br /&gt;-  bêm barbeados&lt;br /&gt;- cabelos curtos&lt;br /&gt;- que mesmo que fumem, respeitem quêm não fuma&lt;br /&gt;- admiro os que gostam de cozinhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  COISAS QUE COSTUMO DIZER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- não me chateies&lt;br /&gt;- já não tenho idade para isto&lt;br /&gt;- se Deus quiser&lt;br /&gt;- sabe-se lá&lt;br /&gt;- se eu soubesse  o que sei hoje&lt;br /&gt;- 0brigada&lt;br /&gt;- por favor ( estas ultimas porque sou bêm educada)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7  CELEBRIDADES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Xanana  Gusmão&lt;br /&gt;- kevin kostner&lt;br /&gt;- Rui Veloso&lt;br /&gt;- Antonio fagundes&lt;br /&gt;- Ana Maria Braga&lt;br /&gt;- José Mourinho&lt;br /&gt;- Luis Figo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;E agora não  vou nomear ninguêm,&lt;br /&gt;acho que já toda a gente respondeu,&lt;br /&gt;mas se não for o caso, por favor, considerem-se desafiados.&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/29799054-1126286576373699687?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1126286576373699687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1126286576373699687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/j-l-vai-um-tempinho-que-me-fizeram-este.html' title='A RESPOSTA...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2808292689142775141</id><published>2007-04-05T10:44:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T19:34:10.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOA PASCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhTFR_K4zCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EBkkp2ZVl7w/s1600-h/pascoa3-thumb.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhTFR_K4zCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EBkkp2ZVl7w/s400/pascoa3-thumb.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049877994994715682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há dois mil anos atraz,&lt;br /&gt;um homem veio ao mundo disposto a ser&lt;br /&gt;o maior exemplo de amor que a humanidade conheceria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a sua proposta de vida não foi entendida por todos&lt;br /&gt;e então condenaram esse homem e crucificaram-no,&lt;br /&gt;ignorando todos os seus propósitos de um mundo melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve dor, angustia e escuridão...&lt;br /&gt;Por três dias, o sol não brilhou,&lt;br /&gt;a lua não iluminou a terra,&lt;br /&gt;até que no terceiro dia algo aconteceu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Houve a ressurreição!&lt;br /&gt;A pascoa existe para nos lembrar&lt;br /&gt;este milagre chamado "Ressurreição".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição do sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição do amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição da amizade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição da alegria de viver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição da vontade de ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ressurreição de todos os sonhos,&lt;br /&gt;das lembranças de uma verdade&lt;br /&gt;que está acima dos ovos de chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristo morreu, mas ressuscitou&lt;br /&gt;e fez isso somente para nos ensinar&lt;br /&gt;a matar os nossos piores defeitos,&lt;br /&gt;e a  ressuscitar as nossas maiores virtudes&lt;br /&gt;sepultadas no íntimo dos nossos corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que esta seja a verdade da sua Pascoa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Uma doce Pascoa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29799054-2808292689142775141?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2808292689142775141/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2808292689142775141&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2808292689142775141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2808292689142775141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/boa-pascoa.html' title='BOA PASCOA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhTFR_K4zCI/AAAAAAAAAWU/EBkkp2ZVl7w/s72-c/pascoa3-thumb.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1419499249956962423</id><published>2007-04-02T12:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T13:41:30.694+01:00</updated><title type='text'>OVOS DA PASCOA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDm0KzhCgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/kGF4oMnAcl8/s1600-h/4764_ovoAnimation.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDm0KzhCgI/AAAAAAAAAUs/kGF4oMnAcl8/s400/4764_ovoAnimation.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048788966210341378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E COMO TUDO COMEÇOU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ovo da Pascoa tem uma tradição muito antiga,&lt;br /&gt;que se inicía na França no século XII.&lt;br /&gt;O rei daquele país, LuisVII,&lt;br /&gt;ao voltar de uma grande batalha,&lt;br /&gt;ofereceu aos pobres metade dos produtos&lt;br /&gt;conseguidos nas terras exploradas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem é preciso dizer que entre esses produtos&lt;br /&gt;estavam os ovos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa data ficou marcada em muitas cidades da Europa;&lt;br /&gt;E como a sua comemoração coincidia com o jejum&lt;br /&gt;da quaresma, o rei, Luis XI foi obrigado pela igreja&lt;br /&gt;a transferi-lo para a Pascoa, pois os padres não&lt;br /&gt;permitiam o consumo de ovos naquele periodo&lt;br /&gt;considerado"santo" que era a quaresma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para chegar aos ovos de chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;houveram várias modificações nos custumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primeiro vieram os ovos de galinha,&lt;br /&gt;( que aínda hoje se usam em algumas aldeias de Portugal)&lt;br /&gt;passando pelos ovos de porcelana, vidro, madeira,&lt;br /&gt;e até de prata e pedras preciosas.&lt;br /&gt;Não existe uma data especifica para o aparecimento&lt;br /&gt;dos ovos de chocolate,&lt;br /&gt;sabe-se que surgiram no século XIX&lt;br /&gt;com a industrialização do chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDs-azhChI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GkJZceZEKqs/s1600-h/ovo+de+pascoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDs-azhChI/AAAAAAAAAU0/GkJZceZEKqs/s400/ovo+de+pascoa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048795739373767186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E para todos vocês,&lt;br /&gt;mui&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDuX6zhCiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TbI2aNbOrEY/s1600-h/ovinhos.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RhDuX6zhCiI/AAAAAAAAAU8/TbI2aNbOrEY/s400/ovinhos.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048797276972059170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;tos ovinhos de chocolate...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-1419499249956962423?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/1419499249956962423/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=1419499249956962423&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1419499249956962423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1419499249956962423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/04/ovos-da-pascoa.html' title='OVOS DA PASCOA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-6397480548485747240?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/6397480548485747240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=6397480548485747240&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6397480548485747240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6397480548485747240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post_29.html' title='(: (:'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rgt1sKzhCdI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/goex1DQnt6Y/s72-c/Rosa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1886123826234590871</id><published>2007-03-26T10:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T14:39:15.440+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A VIDA...COMO ELA É</title><content type='html'>Há muito tempo,&lt;br /&gt;numa pequena vila chinesa&lt;br /&gt;uma mulher sofreu uma grande perda.&lt;br /&gt;Seu filho morrera deixando-a em desespero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela foi ter com Buda&lt;br /&gt;explicando a sua tragédia,&lt;br /&gt;o Buda podia fazer milagres, desse modo&lt;br /&gt;ela pediu-lhe que troxesse o seu filho á vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Buda concordou,&lt;br /&gt;desde que ela lhe levasse um grão de mostarda&lt;br /&gt;de qualquer casa da vila, onde ninguêm tivesse&lt;br /&gt;sentido a dor de uma perda igual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A jovem mãe partiu emediatamente,&lt;br /&gt;mas a cada porta, encontrava alguêm cujos sofrimentos&lt;br /&gt;eram tão grandes quanto os dela.&lt;br /&gt;E ela não conseguiu nem um grão de mostarda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao deixar a ultima porta, ela obteve a iluminação&lt;br /&gt;e voltou á presença do Buda para lhe dizer&lt;br /&gt;que havia entendido o que ele lhe queria mostrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quêm aínda não sentiu a dor, de ver alguêm que amava&lt;br /&gt;partir antes do tempo???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgeY7fHip2I/AAAAAAAAATo/LOuJlqNOceI/s1600-h/have+a+nice+day.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" 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type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/vidacomo-ela.html' title='A VIDA...COMO ELA É'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgeY7fHip2I/AAAAAAAAATo/LOuJlqNOceI/s72-c/have+a+nice+day.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-300015102727712344</id><published>2007-03-21T08:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:36:06.171Z</updated><title type='text'>SÊ BÊM VINDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgD57vHipuI/AAAAAAAAASU/XGLn-vR1L2w/s1600-h/PRIMAVERA.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgD57vHipuI/AAAAAAAAASU/XGLn-vR1L2w/s400/PRIMAVERA.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044306387310651106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos recebe-la de braços abertos...&lt;br /&gt;A minha estação favorita,&lt;br /&gt;a nossa PRIMAVERA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É ela que enfeita o mundo,&lt;br /&gt;que faz florir os canteiros dos jardins&lt;br /&gt;e tráz o amor aos corações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que é na primavera&lt;br /&gt;que as pessoas se apaixonam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Haverá coisa mais linda, que um jardim assim florido???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgD3-fHipsI/AAAAAAAAASE/bUpUfjyqfJY/s1600-h/orchids+web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgD3-fHipsI/AAAAAAAAASE/bUpUfjyqfJY/s400/orchids+web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044304235532035778" 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/29799054-300015102727712344?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/300015102727712344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=300015102727712344&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/300015102727712344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/300015102727712344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/s-bm-vinda.html' title='SÊ BÊM VINDA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RgD57vHipuI/AAAAAAAAASU/XGLn-vR1L2w/s72-c/PRIMAVERA.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-761046604701303022</id><published>2007-03-19T08:51:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-19T09:11:31.060Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA DO PAI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rf5PYRtBPII/AAAAAAAAAR8/YkgcG7AMKr8/s1600-h/4764_pais.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rf5PYRtBPII/AAAAAAAAAR8/YkgcG7AMKr8/s400/4764_pais.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043555911189216386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Existe um homem,&lt;br /&gt;que se esforça no comprimento do dever&lt;br /&gt;par dar um bom exemplo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que anda fora o dia inteiro, mas só fisicamente&lt;br /&gt;porque no fim da jornada, volta para o calor da familia&lt;br /&gt;no aconchego do lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que está sempre pronto a oferecer&lt;br /&gt;uma palavra amiga, a mostrar uma atitude,&lt;br /&gt;ou um bom exemplo para ser imitado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que muitas vezes passa noites mal dormidas,&lt;br /&gt;decifrando os segredos da vida&lt;br /&gt;para transmitir ensinamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mesmo cansado, aínda consegue&lt;br /&gt;energias para distribuír confiança...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que se emociona e se orgulha&lt;br /&gt;com os feitos daqueles que ama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse homem que se agiganta e passa a ter&lt;br /&gt;um valor sem igual quando deixa de estar entre nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, PAI, quero aproveitar hoje,&lt;br /&gt;que aínda estás  aqui,&lt;br /&gt;para te dar um abraço,&lt;br /&gt;dizer-te que te amo...&lt;br /&gt;Que és o meu heroi, o meu melhor amigo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;feliz dia do pai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_349.jpg) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-761046604701303022?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/761046604701303022/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=761046604701303022&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/761046604701303022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/761046604701303022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/dia-do-pai.html' title='DIA DO PAI'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rf5PYRtBPII/AAAAAAAAAR8/YkgcG7AMKr8/s72-c/4764_pais.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-495053127481955195</id><published>2007-03-15T16:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-15T16:47:50.952Z</updated><title type='text'>FLORBELA ESPANCA</title><content type='html'>EU...&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a que no mundo anda perdida&lt;br /&gt;eu sou a que na vida não tem norte&lt;br /&gt;sou a irmã do sonho e desta sorte&lt;br /&gt;sou a crucificada... A dolorida...&lt;br /&gt;Sombra de nevoa ténue esvaecida&lt;br /&gt;e que o destino amargo, triste e forte&lt;br /&gt;impele brutalmente para a morte.&lt;br /&gt;Alma de luto sempre incompreendida!&lt;br /&gt;Sou aquela que passa e ninguêm vê,&lt;br /&gt;sou aquela que chamam triste sem o ser&lt;br /&gt;sou a que chora sem sabêr porquê...&lt;br /&gt;Sou talvês a visão que alguêm sonhou&lt;br /&gt;alguêm que veio ao mundo p-ra me ver,&lt;br /&gt;e que nunca na vida me encontrou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(porq&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rfl4iBtBO-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ck7SlhGTbiA/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rfl4iBtBO-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ck7SlhGTbiA/s320/03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042193783786126306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ue há dias assim)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_261.gif) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-495053127481955195?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/495053127481955195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=495053127481955195&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/495053127481955195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/495053127481955195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/florbela-espanca.html' title='FLORBELA ESPANCA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rfl4iBtBO-I/AAAAAAAAAQo/ck7SlhGTbiA/s72-c/03.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7958448376561680465</id><published>2007-03-13T09:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-13T14:13:12.155Z</updated><title type='text'>UMA  JUSTIFICAÇÃO</title><content type='html'>Hoje vou justificar esta minha ausençia,&lt;br /&gt;se é que alguêm reparou nela...&lt;br /&gt;É que eu fiz aniversário no passado dia 10&lt;br /&gt;e ganhei umas mini férias no meu país do coração, Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;Fui festejar os anos com os meus pais, sogros, irmãos,&lt;br /&gt;cunhados e sobrinhos e claro, marido e filhos.&lt;br /&gt;Dito assim, até pareçe que foi tudo perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;mas não;&lt;br /&gt;Para começar o meu irmão gemeo que vive em&lt;br /&gt;Espanha e que tinha combinado comigo&lt;br /&gt;apareçer para a casa dos pais e fazer-mos a festa juntos,&lt;br /&gt;telefona-me uns dias antes a dizer que afinal não podia,&lt;br /&gt;porque não podia e não sei quê&lt;br /&gt;e eu, que só comprei os bilhetes&lt;br /&gt;porque ele tinha dito que ía&lt;br /&gt;fiquei desiludida, mas fazer o quê?&lt;br /&gt;Depois quando cheguei lá na quinta feira,&lt;br /&gt;estava um dia lindo de sol&lt;br /&gt;e eu aproveiti-o até ao ultimo raio, o pior foi na sexta,&lt;br /&gt;os sintomas eram de gripe,&lt;br /&gt;dores no corpo todo e errepios de frio,&lt;br /&gt;mesmo ao sol que era tão quente, má disposição, vomitos etc.&lt;br /&gt;Passei o dia com uns comprimidos,&lt;br /&gt;que até me faziam bêm por umas 3 ou 4 horas, mas&lt;br /&gt;quando passava o efeito, voltava tudo,&lt;br /&gt;No sabado, dia de aniversário, a juntar ao que já tinha&lt;br /&gt;mais uma terrivel dor de costas no lado direito que me obrigou&lt;br /&gt;a ir  ás urgências.&lt;br /&gt;Diagnostico, infecção no Rim.&lt;br /&gt;Uma injeção de imediato, uns comprimidos para as dores&lt;br /&gt;e um antibiotico, mas não pensem que acabou por aqui!&lt;br /&gt;É que uma desgraça nunca vêm só!&lt;br /&gt;E eu tive reação ao antibiotico que me prendeu os musculos&lt;br /&gt;e fiquei com o pescoço paralizado, não o conseguia mexer&lt;br /&gt;e tinha umas dores como se tivesse 50kg de peso ás costas,&lt;br /&gt;foi horrivel.&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou melhor, mas nunca mais vou esqueçer a&lt;br /&gt;minha entrada nos ''enta".&lt;br /&gt;E eu que tinha feito um post a dizer que agora é que ia ser bom!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-7958448376561680465?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7958448376561680465/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7958448376561680465&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7958448376561680465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7958448376561680465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/uma-justificao.html' title='UMA  JUSTIFICAÇÃO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1173995201257871031</id><published>2007-03-08T00:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-08T00:38:00.456Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA INTERNACIONAL DA MULHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Re9avODxp9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/exshOEa-xUw/s1600-h/ser+mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Re9avODxp9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/exshOEa-xUw/s320/ser+mulher.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039346275325159378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infeliz aquele que faz chorar uma mulher,&lt;br /&gt;Porque Deus conta as suas lagrimas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mulher foi feita da costela de um homem;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não dos pés,&lt;br /&gt;para ser espezinhada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem da cabeça,&lt;br /&gt;para ser superior,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas do lado para ser igual;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debaixo do braço&lt;br /&gt;para ser protegida;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E do lado do coração&lt;br /&gt;para ser amada...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-1173995201257871031?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Re9avODxp9I/AAAAAAAAAQU/exshOEa-xUw/s72-c/ser+mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-1086940968180098645</id><published>2007-03-02T09:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:37:33.367Z</updated><title type='text'>QUAL A MELHOR IDADE???</title><content type='html'>20 ou 40???&lt;br /&gt;Aos 20 anos, a mulher é jovem e fresca,&lt;br /&gt;mas insegura quanto ao que     quer da vida,&lt;br /&gt;dela própria, ou até do homem.&lt;br /&gt;Aos 40 já não tem o mesmo frescor juvenil,&lt;br /&gt;mas é mais experiente, tem mais sabedoria,&lt;br /&gt;sabe bem o que quer e sabe usar o charme para se valorizar.&lt;br /&gt;Aos 20 anos as conversas são quase banais precisa&lt;br /&gt;amadurecer as palavras,&lt;br /&gt;Aos 40 ela sabe bem o que diz, e mostra-se tranquila&lt;br /&gt;em qualquer situação.&lt;br /&gt;Isso é o benificio que a idade nos tráz.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, para quem tem 20&lt;br /&gt;não se precupem, voces chegam lá...&lt;br /&gt;E quem tem 40, a vida começa agora,&lt;br /&gt;e agora é que o jogo vai ficar bom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RefvK0FX0MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3yqSLnMZRDU/s1600-h/BOM+DIA.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RefvK0FX0MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3yqSLnMZRDU/s200/BOM+DIA.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037257677296095426" 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/29799054-1086940968180098645?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/1086940968180098645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=1086940968180098645&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1086940968180098645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/1086940968180098645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/03/qual-melhor-idade.html' title='QUAL A MELHOR IDADE???'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RefvK0FX0MI/AAAAAAAAAPE/3yqSLnMZRDU/s72-c/BOM+DIA.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-6680916232950107095</id><published>2007-02-27T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-27T09:59:23.813Z</updated><title type='text'>UM RECADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/ReQAw2o-rGI/AAAAAAAAANI/Pzur528A_p8/s1600-h/ScaleOnFeet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/ReQAw2o-rGI/AAAAAAAAANI/Pzur528A_p8/s200/ScaleOnFeet.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036151122608172130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A amiga &lt;a href="http://balanca-ko.blogspot.com/"&gt;Claudia &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pediu-me ajuda para uma causa,&lt;br /&gt;mas eu acho, que pouco mais posso fazer que divulgar.&lt;br /&gt;Ela e o marido, estão empenhados&lt;br /&gt;em revitalizar o nucleo norte da&lt;a href="http://www.adexo.pt/"&gt; adexo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(associação de  doentes obesos e ex-obesos de Portugal)&lt;br /&gt;que estava parado.&lt;br /&gt;Se alguêm mais quiser e puder&lt;br /&gt;juntar-se á Claudia para esta luta,&lt;br /&gt;será bem-vindo e ela agradeçe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visitem a&lt;a href="http://balanca-ko.blogspot.com/"&gt; balança ko!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã pudemos ser nós a precisar de ajuda...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-6680916232950107095?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/6680916232950107095/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=6680916232950107095&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6680916232950107095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6680916232950107095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/um-recado.html' title='UM RECADO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/ReQAw2o-rGI/AAAAAAAAANI/Pzur528A_p8/s72-c/ScaleOnFeet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-8054485724789293089</id><published>2007-02-24T08:24:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-24T16:16:03.634Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>Neste momento apetecia-me isto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rd_3DWo-rBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nr_ga-JA43M/s1600-h/indispensavel%2520cafe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rd_3DWo-rBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nr_ga-JA43M/s400/indispensavel%2520cafe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035014545412631570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom fim de semana...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-8054485724789293089?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rd_3DWo-rBI/AAAAAAAAAMI/nr_ga-JA43M/s72-c/indispensavel%2520cafe.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7874411462145015338</id><published>2007-02-22T17:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-22T17:54:01.132Z</updated><title type='text'>UM  PENSAMENTO QUE FAZ DOER...</title><content type='html'>Os filhos nascem,&lt;br /&gt;puros, inocentes e neutros,&lt;br /&gt;e são como esponja a absorver informação.&lt;br /&gt;Mas desenvolvem com o tempo&lt;br /&gt;os mesmos defeitos dos pais,&lt;br /&gt;as qualidades terão que as conquistar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li este pensamento por aí, algures&lt;br /&gt;não me lembro onde,&lt;br /&gt;mas ficou-me a bater no cérebro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso a partir de agora vou ser muito,&lt;br /&gt;muito  cuidadosa,&lt;br /&gt;vamos lá, ninguêm é perfeito,&lt;br /&gt;mas os nossos defeitos podem ser corrigidos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-7874411462145015338?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7874411462145015338/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7874411462145015338&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7874411462145015338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7874411462145015338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/um-pensamento-que-faz-doer.html' title='UM  PENSAMENTO QUE FAZ DOER...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-332721672892277261</id><published>2007-02-19T21:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-20T21:04:40.399Z</updated><title type='text'>A MAGIA DE VENEZA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rdr-L3LLE6I/AAAAAAAAALA/oqZz4fACEgA/s1600-h/carnaval_de_venise.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rdr-L3LLE6I/AAAAAAAAALA/oqZz4fACEgA/s400/carnaval_de_venise.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033615013282780066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejado por muitos,&lt;br /&gt;odiado por alguns,&lt;br /&gt;mas celebrado por todos,&lt;br /&gt;o carnaval de Veneza aínda conserva&lt;br /&gt;toda a sua mistíca&lt;br /&gt;e atrai todos os anos,&lt;br /&gt;milhares de visitantes á "serenissima".&lt;br /&gt;Ao longo de uma dezena de dias ( 5 a 16 de Fevereiro)&lt;br /&gt;a cidade acordou da neblina dos dias de Inverno&lt;br /&gt;para receber a invasão de foliões que percorrem&lt;br /&gt;as suas vielas e canais com as suas mascaras,&lt;br /&gt;brincadeiras e alegria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;xto tirado &lt;a href="http://www.janelanaweb.com/viagens/veneza.html"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O carnaval de Veneza,&lt;br /&gt;é conhecido pela beleza das mascaras.&lt;br /&gt;Mais do que uma festa de ritmo e musica&lt;br /&gt;a folia italiana é unica com mascaras luxuosas&lt;br /&gt;ou mais simples para serem acessiveis aos turistas,&lt;br /&gt;as mascaras podem ser feitas de gesso e pasta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/portuguese/especial/339_carnavalveneza/"&gt;tirado daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rdr-anLLE8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/6Cv0KyJkplc/s1600-h/332528_veneza2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rdr-anLLE8I/AAAAAAAAALQ/6Cv0KyJkplc/s400/332528_veneza2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033615266685850562" 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/29799054-332721672892277261?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/332721672892277261/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=332721672892277261&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/332721672892277261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/332721672892277261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/magia-de-veneza.html' title='A MAGIA DE VENEZA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rdr-L3LLE6I/AAAAAAAAALA/oqZz4fACEgA/s72-c/carnaval_de_venise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-6514408221197163429</id><published>2007-02-16T16:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-16T17:00:14.816Z</updated><title type='text'>BOM FIM DE SEMANA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdXipHLLEyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oganKem6NXQ/s1600-h/boneca.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdXipHLLEyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oganKem6NXQ/s400/boneca.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5032177354584822562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;E divirtam-se muito neste carnaval...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-6514408221197163429?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/6514408221197163429/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=6514408221197163429&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6514408221197163429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6514408221197163429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/bom-fim-de-semana.html' title='BOM FIM DE SEMANA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdXipHLLEyI/AAAAAAAAAJw/oganKem6NXQ/s72-c/boneca.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7814307970933513264</id><published>2007-02-14T08:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-14T10:38:39.748Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA DE S. VALENTIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdLG2nLLEqI/AAAAAAAAAII/OZonE69fD7Y/s1600-h/CORACAO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdLG2nLLEqI/AAAAAAAAAII/OZonE69fD7Y/s400/CORACAO.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031302375257346722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia dos namorados,&lt;br /&gt;e dos apaixonados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;As paixões são como ventanias...&lt;br /&gt;Que sopram nas velas dos navios, fazendo-os navegar;&lt;br /&gt;Ou naufragar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas se não fossem elas,&lt;br /&gt;não haveriam viagens, nem aventuras, nem descobertas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um feliz dia dos namorados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rivalcir.com.br/frases/paixao.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;(Voltaire)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&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/29799054-7814307970933513264?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7814307970933513264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7814307970933513264&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7814307970933513264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7814307970933513264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/dia-de-s-valentim.html' title='DIA DE S. VALENTIM'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdLG2nLLEqI/AAAAAAAAAII/OZonE69fD7Y/s72-c/CORACAO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-6355473786283338722</id><published>2007-02-12T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-12T22:29:19.642Z</updated><title type='text'>OS 10 MANDAMENTOS DO GARFIELD</title><content type='html'>Mandamento n.1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdDdxnLLEpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vh6DUTsJnCo/s1600-h/nunc003.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdDdxnLLEpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vh6DUTsJnCo/s320/nunc003.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030764628172018322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.2&lt;br /&gt;"Viva para descansar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.3&lt;br /&gt;"Se vir alguêm a descansar, ajude-o"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.4&lt;br /&gt;"Descançe de dia, para dormir bem á noite"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.5&lt;br /&gt;Descançe muito, nunca ninguêm  morreu por descansar"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.6&lt;br /&gt;"Ame a sua cama, pois ela é o seu templo"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.7&lt;br /&gt;"Trabalhe o menos  possivel, deixe para os outros tambêm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.8&lt;br /&gt;"Não se esqueça que o trabalho faz bem á saúde,&lt;br /&gt;deixe-o para os doentes"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.9&lt;br /&gt;"Quanto tiver muita vontade de trabalhar,&lt;br /&gt;sente-se e espere que passe"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mandamento n.10&lt;br /&gt;''O trabalho é sagrado, respeite-o, não lhe toque"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Eu sei que para quêm gosta de trabalhar, isto é impossivel!!!&lt;br /&gt;mas isto é que é vida...&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/29799054-6355473786283338722?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/6355473786283338722/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=6355473786283338722&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6355473786283338722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/6355473786283338722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/os-10-mandamentos-do-garfield.html' title='OS 10 MANDAMENTOS DO GARFIELD'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RdDdxnLLEpI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vh6DUTsJnCo/s72-c/nunc003.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-9019592191022568411</id><published>2007-02-10T17:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-10T17:20:28.513Z</updated><title type='text'>:)  :)  :)</title><content type='html'>Um  turista que passava pelo Alentejo,&lt;br /&gt;pergunta a um Alentejano:&lt;br /&gt;_Diga-me uma coisa,&lt;br /&gt;já nasceu algum grande homem aqui?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nãã se&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rc4AgXLLEmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-ESaoMP43tQ/s1600-h/sorrisinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rc4AgXLLEmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-ESaoMP43tQ/s320/sorrisinho.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029958389796115042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;nhori, aqui só nascem bébés!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_349.jpg) fixed}&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-9019592191022568411?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/9019592191022568411/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=9019592191022568411&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/9019592191022568411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/9019592191022568411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post_6173.html' title=':)  :)  :)'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rc4AgXLLEmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/-ESaoMP43tQ/s72-c/sorrisinho.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-135483837497051380</id><published>2007-02-08T08:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-08T08:54:17.200Z</updated><title type='text'>CHEGOU TÍMIDA</title><content type='html'>Chegou de manhã, bêm cedinho&lt;br /&gt;sorrateira e tímida, em silêncio quase a medo.&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora está aí num bailado interminável.&lt;br /&gt;Rodopia no ar como uma princeza&lt;br /&gt;no meio de um salão.&lt;br /&gt;Depois cai no chão e fica quiétinha&lt;br /&gt;deixando a paisagem branca e fria, mas linda.&lt;br /&gt;Estou a falar dela... Da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NEVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcrjR3LLEeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eDn5rHqKvzQ/s1600-h/Girl_in_snow%5B1%5D.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcrjR3LLEeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eDn5rHqKvzQ/s400/Girl_in_snow%5B1%5D.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029081829920674274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BALADA DA NEVE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Batem leve, levemente&lt;br /&gt;como quêm chama por mim&lt;br /&gt;será chuva, será gente?&lt;br /&gt;Gente não é certamente&lt;br /&gt;e a chuva não bate assim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver a neve caía&lt;br /&gt;do azul cinzento do ceu&lt;br /&gt;branca e leve, branca e fria&lt;br /&gt;há quanto tempo a não via&lt;br /&gt;e que saudades Deus meu.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-135483837497051380?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/135483837497051380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=135483837497051380&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/135483837497051380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/135483837497051380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/chegou-tmida.html' title='CHEGOU TÍMIDA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcrjR3LLEeI/AAAAAAAAAF0/eDn5rHqKvzQ/s72-c/Girl_in_snow%5B1%5D.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-2364578918415417499</id><published>2007-02-06T20:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-06T20:52:06.854Z</updated><title type='text'>HELP</title><content type='html'>Alguêm me consegue ajudar!!!&lt;br /&gt;Tou aqui com os neuronios a dar tilte&lt;br /&gt;e não consigo descobrir se são 12 ou 13.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcjnuuNxzGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vXZPVzBHHPc/s1600-h/12%2Bo%2B13.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcjnuuNxzGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vXZPVzBHHPc/s320/12%2Bo%2B13.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028523773824978018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tirei-o descaradamente &lt;a href="http://culinariamercosul.blogspot.com/"&gt; daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://culinariamercosul.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-2364578918415417499?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/2364578918415417499/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=2364578918415417499&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2364578918415417499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/2364578918415417499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/help.html' title='HELP'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcjnuuNxzGI/AAAAAAAAAFU/vXZPVzBHHPc/s72-c/12%2Bo%2B13.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-3514594520911618407</id><published>2007-02-04T19:54:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-04T20:31:10.276Z</updated><title type='text'>TENHO TANTO SENTIMENTO</title><content type='html'>Tenho tanto sentimento&lt;br /&gt;que é frequente persuadir-me&lt;br /&gt;de que sou sentimental,&lt;br /&gt;mas reconheço ao medir-me&lt;br /&gt;que tudo isso é pensamento&lt;br /&gt;que não senti afinal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos todos que vivemos&lt;br /&gt;uma vida que é vivida&lt;br /&gt;e outra vida que é pensada,&lt;br /&gt;e a unica vida que temos&lt;br /&gt;é essa que é dividida&lt;br /&gt;                               entre a verdadeira e a errada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                               qual porêm a verdadeira&lt;br /&gt;e qual a errada?&lt;br /&gt;Ninguêm nos sabe explicar;&lt;br /&gt;E vivemos de maneira&lt;br /&gt;que a vida que a gente têm&lt;br /&gt;é a que têm que pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcZCGygacDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ckpUF_CuEu8/s1600-h/FPessoa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcZCGygacDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ckpUF_CuEu8/s320/FPessoa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5027778718410108978" 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/29799054-3514594520911618407?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/3514594520911618407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=3514594520911618407&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3514594520911618407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3514594520911618407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/tenho-tanto-sentimento.html' title='TENHO TANTO SENTIMENTO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcZCGygacDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/ckpUF_CuEu8/s72-c/FPessoa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-7376817674354876210</id><published>2007-02-01T08:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-02-01T14:21:00.592Z</updated><title type='text'>PARABÊNS MINHA FILHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcGrligab2I/AAAAAAAAACs/SVAXufA2loQ/s1600-h/10193hqz1iwd193.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcGrligab2I/AAAAAAAAACs/SVAXufA2loQ/s200/10193hqz1iwd193.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026487320528449378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabêns filha...&lt;br /&gt;Por teres nascido,&lt;br /&gt;por teres crescido assim, tão cheia de vida&lt;br /&gt;e de alegria enchendo as nossas vidas&lt;br /&gt;de risos e de felicidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje, mais uma vez&lt;br /&gt;agradeço a Deus por este belo presente&lt;br /&gt;que me deu há 7 anos atrás...TU...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/s_pendant_r.swf" loop="false" quality="high" flashvars="logopath=http://flash.picturetrail.com/pflicks/ptlogo1.swf&amp;ptdim=50.10&amp;amp;ptxy=225.16&amp;auto=1&amp;amp;wait=4&amp;hue=1&amp;amp;img1=http://pic50.picturetrail.com:80/VOL434/7478123/14251213/225295529.jpg&amp;img2=http://pic50.picturetrail.com:80/VOL434/7478123/14251213/225295527.jpg&amp;amp;img3=http://pic50.picturetrail.com:80/VOL434/7478123/14251213/225295519.jpg&amp;img4=http://pic50.picturetrail.com:80/VOL434/7478123/14251213/224495292.jpg" wmode="transparent" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="photoFlick" allowscriptaccess="sameDomain" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" height="255" width="225"&gt;&lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="225"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="left" height="30" valign="bottom" width="85"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?cID=500&amp;amp;link=http%3A//www.picturetrail.com/webpages/about-photoflick2.shtml"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pics.picturetrail.com/res/pflicks/pt.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.picturetrail.com/misc/counter.fcgi?cID=501&amp;amp;link=http%3A//www.picturetrail.com/webpages/about-photoflick3.shtml"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#0e58ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-7376817674354876210?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/7376817674354876210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=7376817674354876210&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7376817674354876210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/7376817674354876210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/02/parabns-minha-filha.html' title='PARABÊNS MINHA FILHA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/RcGrligab2I/AAAAAAAAACs/SVAXufA2loQ/s72-c/10193hqz1iwd193.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-3061682127502522674</id><published>2007-01-30T13:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-30T16:39:20.602Z</updated><title type='text'>ESTE PESSOA...QUE SOMOS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rb9N7igaboI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnxQZJ9Gg64/s1600-h/FPessoa.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rb9N7igaboI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnxQZJ9Gg64/s320/FPessoa.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5025821394439138946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sou nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nunca serei nada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;não posso querer ser nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Á parte isso,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho em mim todos os sonhos do mundo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-3061682127502522674?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/3061682127502522674/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=3061682127502522674&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3061682127502522674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/3061682127502522674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/este-pessoa-que-nosso.html' title='ESTE PESSOA...QUE SOMOS...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_y6n2UJ0g6qI/Rb9N7igaboI/AAAAAAAAAAM/RnxQZJ9Gg64/s72-c/FPessoa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116980903011649233</id><published>2007-01-26T09:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-29T12:09:41.920Z</updated><title type='text'>A MINHA HISTORIA</title><content type='html'>Este post de hoje,&lt;br /&gt;é a resposta a um desafio que&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com"&gt; esta amiguinha&lt;/a&gt; me fêz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O que eu queria ser em grande, quando era pequena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;E para começar, não quis ser muita coisa.&lt;br /&gt;Não por falta de sonhos, mas não tive  oportunidades.&lt;br /&gt;A minha familia não tinha possibilidades,&lt;br /&gt;eramos uma familia á moda antiga (numerosa)&lt;br /&gt;e só a minha irmã mais nova é que fez universidade,&lt;br /&gt;nós, os mais velhos ficamos  só com o ensino obrigatório.&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando aínda andava na primaria,&lt;br /&gt;admirava muito uma professora que tive&lt;br /&gt;e lembro-me de lhe dizer:&lt;br /&gt;_Quando for grande quero ser professora,&lt;br /&gt;o que a deixou muito feliz,&lt;br /&gt;porque eu era boa aluna&lt;br /&gt;mas os meus pais não podiam pôr-me a estudar.&lt;br /&gt;E como deixei a escola cedo, quis ser (imaginem só) custureira.&lt;br /&gt;A minha mãe fez-me logo a vontade,&lt;br /&gt;pôs-me a aprender a custura numa senhora&lt;br /&gt;que custurava para fora.&lt;br /&gt;Não aprendi a fazer roupa  (não corto)&lt;br /&gt;mas aprendi a trabalhar com as maquinas,&lt;br /&gt;o que mais tarde me facilitou para arranjar trabalho&lt;br /&gt;numa fabrica textil.&lt;br /&gt;Que foi o que fiz até vir para Inglaterra,&lt;br /&gt;e aqui foi tambêm o meu trabalho por quase 5 anos.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia cheia do trabalho na fabrica, quis ser cabeleireira,&lt;br /&gt;mas a minha mãe discordou logo.&lt;br /&gt;As cabeleireiras não ganhavam nada enquanto&lt;br /&gt;estavam a aprender e o pouco dinheiro que eu ganhava na fabrica&lt;br /&gt;para ela, já era uma ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;Como podem ver não fui muito sonhadora,&lt;br /&gt;porque não pude estudar.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje acho que se tivesse estudado seria "Educadora de infânçia".&lt;br /&gt;E no fundo é o que sou,&lt;br /&gt;afinal o meu trabalho agora é educar os meus filhos!&lt;br /&gt;E pronto espero não os ter desiludido com a minha   pobre historia,&lt;br /&gt;mas é a realidade...&lt;br /&gt;No  fundo o que importa é a felicidade, e eu sou feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      E eu agora desafio&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;a href="http://cantinhodosmomentos.blogspot.com"&gt; Mel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;a href="http://eraumavezeva.blogspot.com"&gt; Eva&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry meninas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;isto é pra vocês...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/798614/rsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/815454/rsa.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/29799054-116980903011649233?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116980903011649233/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116980903011649233&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116980903011649233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116980903011649233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/minha-historia_26.html' title='A MINHA HISTORIA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116955843478003656</id><published>2007-01-23T12:48:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:02:40.166Z</updated><title type='text'>VIVER...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/537483/n%3F%3Fo%20espere.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/620932/n%3F%3Fo%20espere.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntaram ao sábio:&lt;br /&gt;"O que mais te surpreende no mundo??"&lt;br /&gt;E ele respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;OS HOMENS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque perdem a saúde&lt;br /&gt;para ganharem dinheiro,&lt;br /&gt;depois gastam o dinheiro para recuperar a saúde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por pensarem ansiosamente no futuro,&lt;br /&gt;esqueçem o presente de tal forma,&lt;br /&gt;que acabam por não viver, nem o presente, nem o futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Vivem como se nunca fossem morrer,&lt;br /&gt;e morrem como se nunca tivessem vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;font&gt;Vivam cada dia como se fosse o ultimo...&lt;br /&gt;Um dia acertam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29799054-116955843478003656?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116955843478003656/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116955843478003656&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116955843478003656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116955843478003656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/viver.html' title='VIVER...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116923983674532201</id><published>2007-01-19T20:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-23T11:12:26.246Z</updated><title type='text'>O PALHAÇO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/178237/o%20palhaco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/583943/o%20palhaco.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se alguêm tivesse acreditado&lt;br /&gt;na minha brincadeira&lt;br /&gt;de dizer as verdades,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;teriam ouvido as verdades&lt;br /&gt;que eu insisto em dizer brincando...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falei como um palhaço,&lt;br /&gt;mas jamais duvidei&lt;br /&gt;da plateia que sorria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;palhaços,  todos nós somos&lt;br /&gt;ás vezes...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116923983674532201?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116923983674532201/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116923983674532201&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116923983674532201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116923983674532201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/o-palhao.html' title='O PALHAÇO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116903994020493161</id><published>2007-01-17T13:08:00.001Z</published><updated>2007-01-26T00:03:44.186Z</updated><title type='text'>TRAVA LÍNGUAS</title><content type='html'>EM PORTUGUÊS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tres bruxas olham para tres relógios swatch,&lt;br /&gt;que bruxa olha para que relógio swatch?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            AGORA  EM  INGLÊS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three witches watch three swatch watches,&lt;br /&gt;which witch watches which swatch watches?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGORA CUIDADO...NÃO ENROLEM A LINGUA,&lt;br /&gt;PORQUE A MINHA JÁ ESTÁ TODA ENROLADA. HE HE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116903994020493161?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116903994020493161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116903994020493161&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116903994020493161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116903994020493161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/trava-lnguas_17.html' title='TRAVA LÍNGUAS'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116886543512686510</id><published>2007-01-15T12:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-17T17:32:14.110Z</updated><title type='text'>UM DIA PERFEITO PARA UMA MULHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/23409/BOM%20DIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/540198/BOM%20DIA.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.15_ Desperta de uma noite bêm dormida,&lt;br /&gt;       sem olheiras e de bom humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.30_ Pesa-se na casa de banho,&lt;br /&gt;       e vê que está 1 kg mais leve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.45_ Pequeno almoço com frutas,&lt;br /&gt;      croissants, jeleias e sumos naturais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.15_ Banho de imersão,&lt;br /&gt;       com fragânçias exóticas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.00_Aula de tenis com um frofessor&lt;br /&gt;que lembra o Brad Pitt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.00_ Chuveirada rapida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11.30_Salão de beleza, tratamento façial,&lt;br /&gt;unhas e cabelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13.00_ Almoço num restaurante chique,&lt;br /&gt;com a melhor amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14.30_ Passadinha rapida no shopping,&lt;br /&gt;para ver as novidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.00_ Já em casa, reçebe um ramo de rosas&lt;br /&gt;de um admirador secreto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16.15_ Chega o massagista,&lt;br /&gt;a cara do Tom Cruise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17.30_ Banho de espuma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.00_ Reçebe um catálogo da joalheria&lt;br /&gt;preferida, que folheia com calma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.00_ Começa a escolher o vestido&lt;br /&gt;que vai usar ao jantar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19.30_ Depois de muitas dúvidas,&lt;br /&gt;deçide-se por um Chanel, lindissimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20.30_ Jantar romantico á luz de velas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21.00_Ganha um belissimo colar de esmeraldas,&lt;br /&gt;como prova de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23.00_ Vai para o quarto,&lt;br /&gt;com juras de amor eterno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24.00_ Depois do amor,  adormeçe como um anjo,&lt;br /&gt;nos braços do seu amado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;"depois de um dia assim,&lt;br /&gt;que mais se pode desejar???"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;style&gt;&lt;!--body{background:  url(http://www.profilepimpz.com/userpics/backgrounds/miscellaneous_2_349.jpg) fixed}--&gt;&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116886543512686510?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116886543512686510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116886543512686510&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116886543512686510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116886543512686510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/um-dia-perfeito-para-uma-mulher_15.html' title='UM DIA PERFEITO PARA UMA MULHER'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116860633288379995</id><published>2007-01-12T12:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-16T11:29:23.716Z</updated><title type='text'>SABEDORIA , PRECISA-SE</title><content type='html'>Quando pensamos&lt;br /&gt;que sabemos todas as respostas,&lt;br /&gt;vem a vida&lt;br /&gt;e muda todas as perguntas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116860633288379995?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116860633288379995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116860633288379995&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116860633288379995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116860633288379995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/sabedoria-precisa-se.html' title='SABEDORIA , PRECISA-SE'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116844586152599105</id><published>2007-01-10T15:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:11:02.090Z</updated><title type='text'>NÓS... MULHERES...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/404640/rosa11.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/741288/rosa11.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Se nos ensinuamos,&lt;br /&gt;somos atiradiças,&lt;br /&gt;se ficamos na nossa,&lt;br /&gt;estamos a fazer-nos de difiçeis;&lt;br /&gt;Se açeitamos fazer amor no iniçio do relaçionamento,&lt;br /&gt;somos façeis, se não queremos,&lt;br /&gt;estamos a fazer-nos de difiçeis;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se impomos as nossas opiniões, somos autoritarias,&lt;br /&gt;se concordamos com tudo, somos lerdas;&lt;br /&gt;Se lutamos pelas nossas profissões, somos ambiçiosas,&lt;br /&gt;se adoramos falar  de politica, somos feministas,&lt;br /&gt;se não ligamos a estes assuntos, somos desinformadas;&lt;br /&gt;Se açeitamos tuda na cama, somos vulgares,&lt;br /&gt;se não açeitamos, somos antiquadas;&lt;br /&gt;Se adoramos roupas e cosméticos, somos fúteis,&lt;br /&gt;se não gostamos, somos desleixadas;&lt;br /&gt;Se estamos muito brancas,&lt;br /&gt;eles dizem-nos para apanhar-mos um bocadinho de sol,&lt;br /&gt;se estamos bem bronzeadas,&lt;br /&gt;eles olham para as loiras, que normalmente são brancas;&lt;br /&gt;Se fazemos uma cena de ciúmes, somos neuróticas,&lt;br /&gt;se não fazemos, não sabemos defender o que é nosso;&lt;br /&gt;Se falamos mais alto que eles, somos descontroladas,&lt;br /&gt;se falamos mais baixo, somos submissas;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E depois dizem que a mulher é que é complicada...!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116844586152599105?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116844586152599105/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116844586152599105&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116844586152599105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116844586152599105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/ns-mulheres.html' title='NÓS... MULHERES...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116827453633026299</id><published>2007-01-08T16:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:12:23.776Z</updated><title type='text'>REFLEXÃO</title><content type='html'>Se as coisas foram feitas para serem usadas&lt;br /&gt;e as pessoas para serem amadas,&lt;br /&gt;então porque se amam as coisas e se usam as pessoas???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116827453633026299?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116827453633026299/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116827453633026299&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116827453633026299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116827453633026299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/reflexo.html' title='REFLEXÃO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116808454228216689</id><published>2007-01-06T11:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-08T18:32:31.630Z</updated><title type='text'>O DIA DE REIS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/547669/324371342_a0790da901_m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/754257/324371342_a0790da901_m.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia de reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;segundo a tradição &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;católica&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;fora  aquele em que&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;jesus cristo&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;reçém nasçido reçebera a visita de uns "&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;magos&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;e que ocorrera no dia &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;6 de Janeiro&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;A data marca, para os católicos,&lt;br /&gt;o dia de adoração aos &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;3 reis magos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;que no seculo VII   foram convertidos em santos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Belchior&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Gaspar&lt;/span&gt; e&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt; Baltazar&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;E é nesta data que os católicos ençerram os festejos &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Natalinos&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;sendo o dia em que desarmam os &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;presépios&lt;/span&gt; e as &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;arvores de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assim sendo, vou desarmar a minha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29799054-116808454228216689?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116808454228216689/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116808454228216689&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116808454228216689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116808454228216689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/o-dia-de-reis.html' title='O DIA DE REIS'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116793064340826109</id><published>2007-01-04T17:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-04T23:24:25.776Z</updated><title type='text'>E  ESTA, GOSTAM ?</title><content type='html'>Pois é...Ano novo,&lt;br /&gt;musica nova e fotografia  nova.&lt;br /&gt;Esta  sou eu!!!  apresento-me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116793064340826109?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116793064340826109/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116793064340826109&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116793064340826109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116793064340826109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/e-esta-gostam_04.html' title='E  ESTA, GOSTAM ?'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116782107718016703</id><published>2007-01-03T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-09T11:40:30.186Z</updated><title type='text'>A PEDRA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/753642/864190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 227px; height: 320px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/24393/864190.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                           O distraído tropeçou nela,&lt;br /&gt;o bruto usou-a como projétil,&lt;br /&gt;o pedreiro usou-a construindo,&lt;br /&gt;o camponês  cansado da lida,&lt;br /&gt;dela fez assento,&lt;br /&gt;para os meninos foi até brinquedo,&lt;br /&gt;e com ela David derrotou Golias,&lt;br /&gt;mas o escultor extraíu-lhe a mais bela escultura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em todos os casos,&lt;br /&gt;a diferença não estava na pedra,&lt;br /&gt;mas no homem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não existe pedra no nossso caminho&lt;br /&gt;que não possa ser aproveitada,&lt;br /&gt;para o nosso proprio cresçimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;autor desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116782107718016703?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116782107718016703/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116782107718016703&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116782107718016703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116782107718016703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/pedra.html' title='A PEDRA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116764507067696538</id><published>2007-01-01T09:49:00.000Z</published><updated>2007-01-02T09:09:54.760Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA MUNDIAL DA PAZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/88380/pomba%20da%20paz.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/873874/pomba%20da%20paz.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia primeiro de Janeiro&lt;br /&gt;celebra-se o dia mundial da paz.&lt;br /&gt;E não poderia haver data melhor!!!&lt;br /&gt;É nesta data que vemos que&lt;br /&gt;tudo pode ser esquecido, e&lt;br /&gt;tudo pode ser perdoado...&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a condicão essencial para fermentar a paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                  ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paz é um bem,&lt;br /&gt;a ser promovido com o bem.&lt;br /&gt;É um bem para as pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;para as familias,&lt;br /&gt;para as nacões e para toda a humanidade,&lt;br /&gt;mas um bem que deve ser cultivado&lt;br /&gt;e conservado por todos nós, por cada ser humano.&lt;br /&gt;Porque com as guerras, quem perde é a humanidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                    ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz a paz espalha o amor&lt;br /&gt;vai, constroi um mundo melhor&lt;br /&gt;perdoa os homens como irmãos&lt;br /&gt;a paz se faz com o perdão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não te deixes vencer pelo mal,&lt;br /&gt;vence antes o mal com o bem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este texto foi adaptado  &lt;a href="http:///www.vatican.va/holy_father/john_paul_ii/messages/peace/documents/hf_jp-ii_mes_20041216_xxxviii-world-day-for-peace_po.html"&gt;daqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29799054-116764507067696538?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116764507067696538/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116764507067696538&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116764507067696538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116764507067696538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2007/01/dia-mundial-da-paz_116764507067696538.html' title='DIA MUNDIAL DA PAZ'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116739901304932585</id><published>2006-12-29T13:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-31T14:56:10.783Z</updated><title type='text'>O ULTIMO POST DO ANO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/779743/fogos2h.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/424768/fogos2h.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste ano que vai comecar,&lt;br /&gt;vamos todos contribuir  para um mundo melhor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos lembrar as coisas màs,&lt;br /&gt;para que não as volte-mos a repetir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos recordar as coisas boas,&lt;br /&gt;para que as possamos multiplicar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos pôr os nossos sonhos em pratica,&lt;br /&gt;para que virem realidade...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos distribuir sorrisos,&lt;br /&gt;è tão facil, não nos custam nada&lt;br /&gt;e concerteza deixam alguêm mais feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/51406/c005571.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/18628/c005571.gif" alt="" 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/29799054-116739901304932585?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116739901304932585/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116739901304932585&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116739901304932585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116739901304932585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-ultimo-post-do-ano.html' title='O ULTIMO POST DO ANO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116730400928695707</id><published>2006-12-28T10:46:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-29T12:41:29.106Z</updated><title type='text'>...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/687184/As%20minhas%20imagens%20097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/184088/As%20minhas%20imagens%20097.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca facas aos outros&lt;br /&gt;o que não gostavas  que te fizessem a ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca esquecas os benificios que recebeste&lt;br /&gt;mas esquece rapidamente os que fizeste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falemos sempre de qualquer pessoa&lt;br /&gt;como se ela estivesse presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando a oportunidade bate à porta,&lt;br /&gt;às vezes andamos no quintal à procura do trevo de 4 folhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dinheiro è como a agua do mar&lt;br /&gt;quanto mais se toma, maior è a sede.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os homens envelhecem&lt;br /&gt;mas nem sempre amadurecem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;             ************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não hà nada como um sonho&lt;br /&gt;para criar o futuro.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116730400928695707?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116730400928695707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116730400928695707&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116730400928695707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116730400928695707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post_28.html' title='...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116697865206588604</id><published>2006-12-24T16:38:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:46:25.956Z</updated><title type='text'>NOTICÌA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/522002/242d984.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/771265/242d984.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aviso de ultima hora:&lt;br /&gt;se os vossos presentes não chegarem a tempo,&lt;br /&gt;justifica-se.&lt;br /&gt;O pai Natal sofreu um acidente...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116697865206588604?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116697865206588604/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116697865206588604&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116697865206588604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116697865206588604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/notica.html' title='NOTICÌA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116690686130178928</id><published>2006-12-23T19:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-23T20:52:57.376Z</updated><title type='text'>O NATAL DA MINHA INFÂNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/276937/106.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/836663/106.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu era crianca,&lt;br /&gt;os meus Natais eram diferentes dos Natais que eu vivo hoje.&lt;br /&gt;Não era o senhor velho e gordo,&lt;br /&gt;de fato vermelho  e barbas brancas, que trazia os presentes,&lt;br /&gt;no meu tempo quêm dava as prêndinhas era  o menino Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;Esse menino que nascia à  meia noite e&lt;br /&gt;presentea-va os meninos do mundo inteiro,&lt;br /&gt;com doces chocolates e rebucados que deixava no sapatinho  ao pè da lareira.&lt;br /&gt;Mas mudam-se os tempos,mudam-se os custumes...&lt;br /&gt;E hoje è o pai Natal o melhor amigo das criancas.&lt;br /&gt;No meu tempo, eu ajudava  os adultos a fazer o presèpio,&lt;br /&gt;tudo era magico, tantos bonequinhos em tão pouco espaco.&lt;br /&gt;O menino Jesus, S.Jose, Maria, a vaquinha, o burrinho, os musicos,&lt;br /&gt;o pastor e as ovelhinhas, enfim eram tantos;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje as nossas criancas ajudam-nos a enfeitar a arvore com&lt;br /&gt;as bolas, sinos, pinhas,  lacos, e fitas, hoje tudo è diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o espirito è o mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;e o mundo enche-se de paz e amor nesta è poca do ano,&lt;br /&gt;è o espìrito do Natal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/928909/001.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/671984/001.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;È a magia do Natal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aqui fica a cancão de Natal da minha infância.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite feliz, Noite feliz&lt;br /&gt;o senhor, Deus do amor&lt;br /&gt;pobrezinho nasceu em Belêm&lt;br /&gt;eis na lapa Jesus nosso bêm.&lt;br /&gt;Dorme em paz  ò Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Dorme em paz  ò Jesus&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noite de paz, noite de amor&lt;br /&gt;tudo dorme em redor&lt;br /&gt;entre os astros que espargem a luz&lt;br /&gt;indicando menino Jesus&lt;br /&gt;Brilha a estrela da paz&lt;br /&gt;Brilha a estrela da paz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/889246/196.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/407428/196.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A todos os meus amigos&lt;br /&gt;um santo e feliz Natal...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116690686130178928?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116690686130178928/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116690686130178928&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116690686130178928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116690686130178928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-natal-da-minha-infncia.html' title='O NATAL DA MINHA INFÂNCIA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116671199464445343</id><published>2006-12-21T14:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-22T20:42:39.563Z</updated><title type='text'>A ESCOLA DA VIDA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/228131/sinosdenatal.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/587922/sinosdenatal.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A vida è uma escola, e disso ninguêm tem duvidas.&lt;br /&gt;Quando somos jovens,bem jovens, sabemos tudo,&lt;br /&gt;ou achamos que sabemos...&lt;br /&gt;Os nossos pais dão-nos conselhos, mas em vão&lt;br /&gt;porque para nòs eles não sabem nada, nòs è que sabemos.&lt;br /&gt;E muitas vezes quebramos a cara por não os ouvir.&lt;br /&gt;Mas a vida encarrega-se de nos ensinar...&lt;br /&gt;E nòs aprendemos com os nossos proprios erros.&lt;br /&gt;E eu tambèm aprendi...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi que:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...A melhor escola do mundo,&lt;br /&gt;està aos pès de uma pessoa mais velha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Não devemos levar a vida muito a serio,&lt;br /&gt;tambem precisamos de nos divertir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Ter um filho a dormir em nossos bracos,&lt;br /&gt;è dos momentos mais bonitos da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Devemos ser gratos a Deus por não nos dar tudo o que lhe pedimos,&lt;br /&gt;mas por dar saùde a nòs e aos nossos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Que devemos ter sempre palavras doces para o proximo,&lt;br /&gt;porque se forem amargas , talvês amanhã sejamos nòs a engoli-las.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Que todos querem viver no topo da montanha,&lt;br /&gt;mas toda a felicidade è vivida durante a escalada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Que são os pequenos momentos do dia a dia que fazem a vida ser espetacular.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estas coisas não se aprendem nem na melhor escola do mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Sò a vida as ensina...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116671199464445343?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116671199464445343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116671199464445343&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116671199464445343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116671199464445343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/escola-da-vida.html' title='A ESCOLA DA VIDA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116661278375437801</id><published>2006-12-20T10:42:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-22T20:53:32.646Z</updated><title type='text'>A MAGIA DO NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/976699/224.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/376665/224.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o mundo transforma-se...E os nossos coracões tambêm...&lt;br /&gt;E era tão bom se essa transformacão&lt;br /&gt;perdurasse todos os dias do ano,&lt;br /&gt;e não sò na epoca de Natal.&lt;br /&gt;È tão bom ver o sorriso das  criancas e a Alegria dos adultos.&lt;br /&gt;Se eu pudesse pedir um desejo, seria:&lt;br /&gt;Que este mundo se torne num mundo,&lt;br /&gt;onde todos os dias seja Natal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/502757/108.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/86810/108.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O  Natal està a chegar, o Natal de Jesus...&lt;br /&gt;e o mundo a ficar inundado de luz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/143708/108.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/311409/108.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Natal  jà chegou,  o Natal ficarà...&lt;br /&gt;Quem aìnda o não teve, hà-de te-lo amanhã.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116661278375437801?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116661278375437801/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116661278375437801&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116661278375437801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116661278375437801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/magia-do-natal.html' title='A MAGIA DO NATAL'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116628715136048502</id><published>2006-12-16T16:25:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-16T17:11:16.350Z</updated><title type='text'>QUE CONCLUSÃO TIRAR DAQUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/485999/_1927738.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/26195/_1927738.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um tipo chega a casa e encotra um amigo,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;com a sua mulher, na sua propria cama,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pega numa arma e mata-o imediatamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E grita-lhe a esposa muito irritada:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Se continuares a comportar-te assim,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vais acabar sem amigos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          A amizade existe mesmo&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/146317/carinha_076.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/260225/carinha_076.gif" alt="" 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/29799054-116628715136048502?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116628715136048502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116628715136048502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116628715136048502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116628715136048502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/que-concluso-tirar-daqui.html' title='QUE CONCLUSÃO TIRAR DAQUI'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116609065724699695</id><published>2006-12-14T09:37:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-14T10:06:18.680Z</updated><title type='text'>O MESTRE E O ESCORPIÀO</title><content type='html'>Um mestre  oriental tentava tirar das aguas de um lago&lt;br /&gt;um escorpião que se estava a afogar,&lt;br /&gt;mas o escorpião picou-o na mão,&lt;br /&gt;e como reacão a dor, o mestre voltou a soltà-lo.&lt;br /&gt;O escorpião caìu no lago novamente,&lt;br /&gt;correndo o risco de morrer afogado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O mestre tentou tira-lo de novo, e de novo foi picado,&lt;br /&gt;alguêm que tinha observado tudo aproximou-se e disse:&lt;br /&gt;_ " Perdão mestre; mas você è teimoso!&lt;br /&gt;Não entende que de cada vez que o tentar salvar, ele o picarà??!&lt;br /&gt;Mas  o mestre respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;_ A natureza do escorpião è picar,&lt;br /&gt;mas isso não muda a minha natureza que è ajudar...&lt;br /&gt;E à terceira vêz  com a ajuda de um ramo,&lt;br /&gt;o mestre tirou o escorpião do lago, salvando-lhe a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral da historia:&lt;br /&gt;Não mudes a tua natureza, se alguêm te magoar...&lt;br /&gt;Apenas toma precausões!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/776805/obrigada.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/524308/obrigada.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116609065724699695?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116609065724699695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116609065724699695&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116609065724699695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116609065724699695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-mestre-e-o-escorpio.html' title='O MESTRE E O ESCORPIÀO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116593316376726564</id><published>2006-12-12T14:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-12T14:19:23.766Z</updated><title type='text'>UM PENSAMENTO</title><content type='html'>Muitos dos fracassos na vida, aconteceram a pessoas,&lt;br /&gt;que não perceberam o quanto estavam perto do  sucesso&lt;br /&gt;na hora em que desistiram...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116593316376726564?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116593316376726564/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116593316376726564&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116593316376726564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116593316376726564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/um-pensamento.html' title='UM PENSAMENTO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116582902029011767</id><published>2006-12-11T09:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-11T12:01:15.560Z</updated><title type='text'>PARABÊNS ANA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/637822/estrelas%20happybirthday.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/748000/estrelas%20happybirthday.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dona deste lindo sorriso&lt;br /&gt;està hoje de parabêns...&lt;br /&gt;faz hoje 9 aninhos&lt;br /&gt;e è minha afilhada...&lt;br /&gt;um beijinho ANA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/188802/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/991835/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy your presents,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enjoy your cake,&lt;br /&gt;enjoy the fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today will make.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/689288/boloo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/911346/boloo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que o teu sorriso nos ilumine por muitos anos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/29799054-116582902029011767?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116582902029011767/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116582902029011767&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116582902029011767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116582902029011767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/parabns-ana.html' title='PARABÊNS ANA...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116558709381345760</id><published>2006-12-08T14:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-08T15:57:24.570Z</updated><title type='text'>PARA TUDO SE QUER JEITO...ATÈ PARA PEDIR</title><content type='html'>Diz a mulher para o marido,&lt;br /&gt;enquanto o abracava e cobria de beijinhos;&lt;br /&gt;-QUERIDO, ofereces-me um radiozito neste Natal?&lt;br /&gt;-E que radio è que tu queres???&lt;br /&gt;Pergunta ele;&lt;br /&gt;-Pode ser um daqueles que tràz um carro por fora.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116558709381345760?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116558709381345760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116558709381345760&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116558709381345760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116558709381345760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/para-tudo-se-quer-jeitoat-para-pedir.html' title='PARA TUDO SE QUER JEITO...ATÈ PARA PEDIR'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116540497598342264</id><published>2006-12-06T11:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-06T11:37:21.823Z</updated><title type='text'>TÃO FOFOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/22177/bebes_natal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/659420/bebes_natal.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E àquela celebre pergunta que todos ouvimos&lt;br /&gt;em criancas,  e às vezes aìnda as fazemos,&lt;br /&gt;"o que  queres ser, quando fores grande"&lt;br /&gt;o que serà que estes bèbès responderam???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116540497598342264?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116540497598342264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116540497598342264&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116540497598342264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116540497598342264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/to-fofos_06.html' title='TÃO FOFOS'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116518148819331168</id><published>2006-12-03T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-03T22:01:13.976Z</updated><title type='text'>A ARVORE DE NATAL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/172891/arvore_07.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/481918/arvore_07.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje  fizemos a arvore de Natal cà em casa.&lt;br /&gt;Foi quase uma missão impossivel, com o Samuel&lt;br /&gt;"o meu filhote" a tentar ajudar.&lt;br /&gt;Eu e a Catarina "a minha filhota" a pôr as as bolas,&lt;br /&gt;fitas e lacos de um lado e o Samuel a tirar do  outro.&lt;br /&gt;Ao fim de algum tempo a reclamar com ele,&lt;br /&gt;tivemos que o prender no carrinho para acabar-mos a decoracão.&lt;br /&gt;Ficou muito bonita, mas agora daqui atè ao Natal&lt;br /&gt;vai ser um desafio conseguir manter a arvore decorada,&lt;br /&gt;ele jà comecou hoje, e jà estou a imaginar a minha rotina diaria,&lt;br /&gt;eu a  repôr as coisas, e ele a tirar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas, enfim, o Natal è das criancas...&lt;br /&gt;E se não fossem elas,&lt;br /&gt;que graca tinha fazer a arvore de Natal !!!???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116518148819331168?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116518148819331168/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116518148819331168&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116518148819331168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116518148819331168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/arvore-de-natal.html' title='A ARVORE DE NATAL'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116496903664792567</id><published>2006-12-01T10:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-12-01T10:30:36.706Z</updated><title type='text'>BRIGAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/371530/sorrisinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/810786/sorrisinho.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um abriga,&lt;br /&gt;marido e mulher não se falavam hà tres dias...&lt;br /&gt;Entretanto ele lembra-sa  que no dia seguinte&lt;br /&gt;tem uma reunião  muito cedo no escritorio,&lt;br /&gt;e como precisa acordar cedo,&lt;br /&gt;resolve pedir à mulher para o acordar,&lt;br /&gt;mas como não quer dar o braco a torcer,&lt;br /&gt;em vez de falar,escreve num papel:&lt;br /&gt;"Acorda-me às 6 horas da manhã"&lt;br /&gt;No outro dia levanta-se e quando olha para o relogio&lt;br /&gt;vê que jà são 9.30.&lt;br /&gt;Fica furioso e pensa:&lt;br /&gt;"Grande parva!!! A estupida não me acordou"&lt;br /&gt;Nisto olha para a mesa de cabeceira e repara&lt;br /&gt;num papel onde està escrito.&lt;br /&gt;''São 6 horas, levanta-te!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusão:Amor com&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/649724/sorrisinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/657999/sorrisinho.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; amor se paga.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116496903664792567?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116496903664792567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116496903664792567&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116496903664792567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116496903664792567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/12/brigas.html' title='BRIGAS'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116481885401928505</id><published>2006-11-29T16:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-29T18:01:02.386Z</updated><title type='text'>:) :) :)</title><content type='html'>A casa da sogra,&lt;br /&gt;não se quer tão perto,&lt;br /&gt;que ela possa vir de chinelos.&lt;br /&gt;Nem tão longe,&lt;br /&gt;que ela precise vir de malas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/51111/sorrisinho.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/279611/sorrisinho.gif" alt="" 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/29799054-116481885401928505?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116481885401928505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116481885401928505&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116481885401928505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116481885401928505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_116481885401928505.html' title=':) :) :)'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116466134739204821</id><published>2006-11-27T20:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-27T21:26:27.560Z</updated><title type='text'>LICÕES  DE  VIDA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/234460/134-xavier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/107366/134-xavier.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/322306/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/30430/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso eriquece quêm o recebe,&lt;br /&gt;Sem empobrecer quêm o oferece...&lt;br /&gt;Pode durar um sò segundo,&lt;br /&gt;mas a sua recordacão nunca se esquece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/638111/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/822894/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqueles que passam por nòs,&lt;br /&gt;não vão sòs,  não nos deixam sòs,&lt;br /&gt;deixam um pouco de si&lt;br /&gt;e levam um pouco de nòs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/265653/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/428563/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o valor das coisas,não està no tempo que elas duram,&lt;br /&gt;Mas na intensidade com que acontecem...&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, exitem momentos enesqueciveis,&lt;br /&gt;coisas inesplicaveis e pessoas incomparaveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/489960/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/927470/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando alguêm ivoluì,&lt;br /&gt;tudo ivoluì a sua volta&lt;br /&gt;e quêm interfere no destino dos outros,&lt;br /&gt;nunca descobrirà o seu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/352284/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/206089/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus està onde o deixam entrar,&lt;br /&gt;e ele dà sempre uma segunda chance&lt;br /&gt;por isso, nunca digas a Deus que têns problemas,&lt;br /&gt;mas diz  aos  problemas que têns um grande Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/716852/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/259009/l21.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ser homem è ter dùvidas,&lt;br /&gt;e mesmo assim continuar o seu caminho,&lt;br /&gt;não se achar um deserto&lt;br /&gt;e aceitar qualquer ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/12141/l21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/173558/l21.png" alt="" 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/29799054-116466134739204821?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116466134739204821/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116466134739204821&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116466134739204821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116466134739204821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/lices-de-vida.html' title='LICÕES  DE  VIDA...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116441067588991373</id><published>2006-11-24T23:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:24:35.906Z</updated><title type='text'>ACULTURACÃO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/536662/7214172_b697224d70.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/875503/7214172_b697224d70.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" 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por acaso...&lt;br /&gt;mas não è por acaso que elas permanecem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/878876/cora66.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/449456/cora66.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca desista dos sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;Sem eles você continua existindo,&lt;br /&gt;mas não vivêndo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/470305/cora66.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/371430/cora66.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade è dormir sem saber onde,&lt;br /&gt;chorar sem saber porquê,&lt;br /&gt;falar com quêm não responde,&lt;br /&gt;abracar quêm não nos vê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/1600/19352/cora66.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/320/670840/cora66.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos amar as pessoas como se não houvesse amanhã!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116427828590123880?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116427828590123880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116418996081352728</id><published>2006-11-22T09:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-22T10:06:58.336Z</updated><title type='text'>.....!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/BARRA%20DE%20MALMEQUERES.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/BARRA%20DE%20MALMEQUERES.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De tanto ver triunfar a maldade...&lt;br /&gt;De tanto ver  prosperar  a desonra...&lt;br /&gt;De tanto ver crescer a injustica....&lt;br /&gt;De tanto ver aflorar o poder, nas mãos dos maus...&lt;br /&gt;O homem chega a desanimar da sua virtude,&lt;br /&gt;a rir da sua honra&lt;br /&gt;e a ter vergonha de ser honesto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ruy Barbosa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116418996081352728?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116418996081352728/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116418996081352728&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116418996081352728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116418996081352728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_22.html' title='.....!!!!!'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116405884780472725</id><published>2006-11-20T21:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T22:01:02.913Z</updated><title type='text'>PARA TI</title><content type='html'>As verdadeiras amigas, são como as estrelas&lt;br /&gt;nem sempre brilham...&lt;br /&gt;mas sabemos que estão là...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/yellowstarsflashing.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/yellowstarsflashing.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;uma omenagem  à minha      &lt;a href="http://WWWDINA.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://WWWDINA.BLOGSPOT.COM"&gt;AMIGA  DINA&lt;/a&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/29799054-116405884780472725?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116405884780472725/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116405884780472725&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116405884780472725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/flores%20pink.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui està um habito que não tenho.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei que atè parece mal eu estar aqui a dizer isto,&lt;br /&gt;mas è a verdade.&lt;br /&gt;Podia  dizer que não tenho tempo,&lt;br /&gt;mas se tenho tempo para ver televisão&lt;br /&gt;e para vir ao computador,&lt;br /&gt;tambêm arranjava tempo para ler algumas paginas de um livro.&lt;br /&gt;Mas è um habito que perdi, e digo "perdi" porque eu jà o tive.&lt;br /&gt;Quando andava na escola, lembro-me que lia muito.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha-mos uma biblioteca ambulante que ia à nossa escola,&lt;br /&gt;e eu ìa là sempre trocar os livros.&lt;br /&gt;Comecei influênciada pela minha professora,&lt;br /&gt;e depois ganhei o gosto pela leitura.&lt;br /&gt;Li muitos livros, nunca esqueci as Aventuras dos Cinco da Enid Blyton,&lt;br /&gt;e muitos outros de aventuras e historias infantis.&lt;br /&gt;Mais tarde jà na adolescência sonhava com os livros de romances,&lt;br /&gt;e quêm não se lembra dos romances de Julia, Bianca e Sabrina?...&lt;br /&gt;que eu comprava nos quiosques da praia, sim,&lt;br /&gt;porque para mim ir à praia significava ler um livro,&lt;br /&gt;chegava a ler um do principio ao fim.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje infelizmente não leio nada...&lt;br /&gt;A lida da casa, o marido, 2 filhos... ok...&lt;br /&gt;ocupam muito do meu tempo, mas não todo.&lt;br /&gt;Fica aqui uma promessa que faco a mim mesma,&lt;br /&gt;(re) comecar o habito da leitura,&lt;br /&gt;e jà sei qual è o livro que vai para a minha mesinha de cabeceira.&lt;br /&gt;O Codigo Davinci.&lt;br /&gt;È que jà ouvi falar tanto desse livro que fiquei curiosa...&lt;br /&gt;eu depois digo qualquer coisa,&lt;br /&gt;agora vou ler...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/livro2.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/livro2.0.gif" alt="" 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/29799054-116388391454377183?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116388391454377183/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116388391454377183&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116388391454377183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116388391454377183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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verdade="" podia="" dizer="" tenho="" ver="" ou="" vir="" computador="" arranjava="" algumas="" paginas="" este="" perdi="" tive="" quando="" andava="" me="" lia="" mos="" biblioteca="" ambulante="" escola="" ia="" l="" trocar="" primeiro="" comecei="" nciada="" professora="" ganhei="" mesmo="" gosto="" pela="" nunca="" esqueci="" famosos="" cinco="" enid="" blyton="" entre="" muitos="" outros="" mais="" tarde="" na="" ncia="" sonhava="" com="" livros="" romance="" se="" lembra="" dos="" julia="" bianca="" sabrina="" esses="" romances="" acabavam="" sempre="" m="" faziam="" sonhar="" eu="" os="" nos="" quiosques="" sim="" porque="" ir="" praia="" significava="" chegava="" um="" do="" principio="" ao="" fim="" hoje="" infelismente="" leio="" nada="" lida="" casa="" marido="" 2="" ok="" ocupam="" muito="" tempo="" mas="" todo="" fica="" aqui="" uma="" promessa="" faco="" mim="" mesma="" comecar="" habito="" da="" leitura="" e="" acho="" sei="" qual="" vai="" para="" a="" minha="" mesinha="" de="" cabeceira="" o="" codigo="" davinci="" j="" ouvi="" falar="" tanto="" desse="" livro="" que="" fiquei="" curiosa="" depois="" digo="" qualquer="" coisa="" agora="" vou="" ler="" 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/29799054-116387450896570579?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116387450896570579/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116387450896570579&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116387450896570579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116387450896570579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/blog-post_18.html' title=''/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116370258337237132</id><published>2006-11-16T18:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-16T19:07:08.700Z</updated><title type='text'>BÊM VINDOS À CASA NOVA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/bem%20vindo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/bem%20vindo.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho...minhas amigas...&lt;br /&gt;Vocês nem imaginam o stress que eu tenho andado...&lt;br /&gt;pois è , ando sempre às turras com o meu computador.&lt;br /&gt;Todas as vezes que quero mudar alguma coisa no&lt;br /&gt;blog, ou melhorar qualquer coisa, acabo quase sempre por estragar.&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez, queria pôr um bonequinho magico, o que è que aconteceu,&lt;br /&gt;o quadro das configuracões entrou em paranoia, comecaram as letras a&lt;br /&gt;desaparecer e ficou em branco, quando tentei recuperà-lo,&lt;br /&gt;os links, o meu reloginho, o peixinho que eu tinha adoptado desapareceu tudo.&lt;br /&gt;E nunca mais consegui recuperar.&lt;br /&gt;A sulucão agora foi mudar de template.espero que gostem&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116370258337237132?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116370258337237132/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116370258337237132&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116370258337237132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116370258337237132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/bm-vindos-casa-nova.html' title='BÊM VINDOS À CASA NOVA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116335803494457921</id><published>2006-11-12T18:28:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-20T21:56:20.763Z</updated><title type='text'>AS MINHAS MANIAS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/barradeflores.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/barradeflores.0.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para responder ao desafio feito pela&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com"&gt;Lurdes&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://auxiliaramemoria.blogspot.com"&gt;,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;andei a pensar nas manias que tenho...&lt;br /&gt;e è cada uma !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania  1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a minha cama têm que estar sêmpre esticadinha,&lt;br /&gt;è verdade... se vejo os meus filhos a saìrem do meu quarto&lt;br /&gt;vou logo checar se subiram pra cima dela, e vou logo a endireitar&lt;br /&gt;as almofadas e a esticar o edredon muito bêm ,&lt;br /&gt;" o meu marido diz que eu devia ter ido à tropa".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania  2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando dobro as tshirts  tenho a mania de medir a distância&lt;br /&gt;que fica de cada lado do decote, com os 4 dedos da mão&lt;br /&gt;para me certificar que a medida è a mesma,&lt;br /&gt;" jà se riram de mim por isso, mas continuo a faze-lo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;esta atè parece copiada da Lurdes, mas tambêm a tenho...&lt;br /&gt;pôr a roupa a secar por ordêm,&lt;br /&gt;" mas não ligo à cor das molas ".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania 4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando saio de casa, fecho a porta,&lt;br /&gt;mas volto sempre a tràs para me certificar que fechei mesmo,&lt;br /&gt;às vezes jà estou dentro do carro e...&lt;br /&gt;"ai, vou ver se fechei a porta".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mania   5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todas as noites antes de me deitar vou espreitar a rua pela janela,&lt;br /&gt;è certinho, seja Verão ou Inverno,&lt;br /&gt;"vou espreitar à janela e depois deito-me".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUI FICAM AS MINHAS MANIAS&lt;br /&gt;E COMO NÃO TENHO A QUÊM PASSAR O RECADO&lt;br /&gt;QUÊM QUISER ADERIR À BRINADEIRA FACA O FAVOR...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/umhiperbjo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/umhiperbjo.gif" alt="" 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/29799054-116335803494457921?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116335803494457921/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116335803494457921&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116335803494457921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116335803494457921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/as-minhas-manias.html' title='AS MINHAS MANIAS'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116323827752386646</id><published>2006-11-11T09:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-11T09:47:21.130Z</updated><title type='text'>S.MARTINHO</title><content type='html'>Hoje 11 de Novembro è dia de s.Martinho.&lt;br /&gt;Reza a lenda que num dia de tempestade,&lt;br /&gt;seguia montado no seu cavalo um soldado Romano,chamado&lt;br /&gt;Martinho.&lt;br /&gt;Quando encontrou  no caminho um pobre mendigo&lt;br /&gt;quase nu que tremia de frio.&lt;br /&gt;Martinho não tendo nada para dar ao mendigo, pegou na espada,&lt;br /&gt;e com ela cortou metade da sua capa de soldado,&lt;br /&gt;para que o mendigo se agasalha-se.&lt;br /&gt;Continuou o seu caminho quando de repente a tempestade passou,&lt;br /&gt;o sol comecou a brilhar,e a terra ficou enundada de luz e calor.&lt;br /&gt;Esse mendigo,diz a lenda que era Deus,e  por isso todos os anos&lt;br /&gt;por esta altura somos presenteados&lt;br /&gt;por uns dias de sol e calor chamado" Verão de s.Martinho"&lt;br /&gt;para nos lembrar-mos da bondade daquele soldado,&lt;br /&gt;que mais tarde, veio  a ser Bispo&lt;br /&gt;na cidade Francesa de Tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/Martinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/Martinho.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è nesta altura que os lavradores vão a adega&lt;br /&gt;provar o vinho novo colhido nas ultimas vindimas.&lt;br /&gt;daì o ditado&lt;br /&gt;no s.Martinho vai a adega e prova o teu vinho.&lt;br /&gt;è tradicão tambêm no dia de s.Martinho fazerem-se fogueiras&lt;br /&gt;para nelas se assarem as castanhas," o magusto"&lt;br /&gt;na minha terra que por acaso se chama,&lt;br /&gt;s.Martinho do Campo   em Povoa de lanhoso  Braga,&lt;br /&gt;aìnda hoje se festeja o s.Martinho,&lt;br /&gt;com as tra&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/magusto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/magusto.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;dicionais fogueiras e magusto&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116323827752386646?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116323827752386646/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116323827752386646&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116323827752386646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116323827752386646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/smartinho.html' title='S.MARTINHO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116316135692010599</id><published>2006-11-10T11:53:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-10T15:48:06.713Z</updated><title type='text'>ENCANTOS DA MULHER MADURA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/mais%20pink.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 319px; height: 58px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/mais%20pink.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira beleza da mulher,aquela beleza que perdura,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è sem duvida, a da mulher madura...Pois è a mulher que sabe o que quer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jà viveu amores...Jà teve alegrias, e jà sofreu dores...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por ser experiente...Torna-se exigente...Não quer sofrer novamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se deixa levar por um repente...Quer ser bem conquistada,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quer saber-se amada.Ainda que seja um amor de momento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que talvês, seja um tormento...Têm que ser cincero, tem que haver sentimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que não perdure,que seja eterno equanto dure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não quer aquele amor apressado,que têm que ser controlado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Têm que se sabêr amar...Para uma mulher madura conquistar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ela quer companhia ,com muita harmonia,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enfim ser tratada como mulher,que soube seu caminho escolher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quêm tiver a felicidade de a ter a seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;considere-se previligiado...Pois foi por ela conquistado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È a melhor idade, a idade da razão...È amor que faz bêm ao coracão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È  aquele amadurecimento,que primora o sentimento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saibam conservar o amor,de uma mulher madura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque este sim, fica...Perdura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;homenagem à mulher por Marcial Salaverry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116316135692010599?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116316135692010599/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116316135692010599&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116316135692010599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116316135692010599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/encantos-da-mulher-madura.html' title='ENCANTOS DA MULHER MADURA'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116298823124587522</id><published>2006-11-08T11:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-08T12:42:21.086Z</updated><title type='text'>E DEUS CRIOU AS  MARIAS E AS ROSAS...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/b_112.0.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/b_112.0.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E  Deus fez o mais lindo poema&lt;br /&gt;quando criou&lt;br /&gt;a mulher...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elas provam que a sua obra,&lt;br /&gt;è exato&lt;br /&gt;o que ele quer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ele as criou delicadas&lt;br /&gt;amantes e&lt;br /&gt;ardorosas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;concedeu-lhe o dom da vida&lt;br /&gt;e as fez bêm&lt;br /&gt;malìciosas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando as fêz imaginava,&lt;br /&gt;possibilidades&lt;br /&gt;eminentes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e para que fossem mais singelas&lt;br /&gt;fêz as Marias&lt;br /&gt;benevolentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Rosas, alêm de bèlas&lt;br /&gt;ele as fêz&lt;br /&gt;cheias de brilho,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para enfeitar com seu perfume&lt;br /&gt;a mangedoura&lt;br /&gt;do filho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Valdemiro Mendonca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116298823124587522?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116298823124587522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116298823124587522&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116298823124587522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116298823124587522'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas asas do sonho vou&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;onde o sonho me levar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qual a razão de viver ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se não puder-mos sonhar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou longe, vou mais alêm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nas asas deste sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se tu quiseres vir tambêm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p-ra  ti tambêm hà lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se o sonho comanda a vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vamos là todos sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque se a gente não sonha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a vida pode acabar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;de poeta e de louco&lt;br /&gt;todos nòs temos um pouco&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/29799054-116275064683996870?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116255167579803846</id><published>2006-11-03T10:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-03T11:01:15.816Z</updated><title type='text'>QUE DIA LINDO !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Estes dias de sol deixam qualquer pessoa bem disposta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não hà nada melhor,  do que olhar pela janela&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; e ver um sol brilhante assim numa manhã de Novembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apetece logo saìr, mas quado abrimos a porta, ai que frio,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; o casaco o cachecol as luvas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È verdade hoje atè precisei de luvas quando fui pôr a minha filha na escola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è que eu empurro o carrinho do meu filho e gelam-me as mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso o melhor è curtir este dia de sol do lado de dentro da janela.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116255167579803846?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116255167579803846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116255167579803846&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116255167579803846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116255167579803846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/11/que-dia-lindo.html' title='QUE DIA LINDO 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/&gt;por onde andas, onde passas ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ouves històrias, desgracas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;que em todo o lado se escondem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;este mundo onde tu corres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;è feito de belas cores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas na estrada e nos montes ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambêm têm as suas dores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quando tudo acontece, o vento atè parece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;um mensageiro da gente,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vento que leva e que tràz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;noticias boas e màs, pra quêm o quiser escutar,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas nem todos o entendem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escutai a voz do vento,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;es&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/866547.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/866547.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cutai com sentimento, pois ele sabe falar.&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; "poêma de minha aoturìa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116248749494281783?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116248749494281783/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116248749494281783&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116248749494281783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116248749494281783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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adiante e chegaram a um oàsis onde resolveram tomar banho.&lt;br /&gt;o que foi esbofeteado e magoado comecou a afogar-se sendo salvo pelo seu melhor amigo,&lt;br /&gt;ao recuperar-se pegou num canivete e comecou a escrever numa pedra :&lt;br /&gt;Hoje o meu melhor amigo salvou-me a vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intrigado, o amigo perguntou:&lt;br /&gt;Porque è que quando te magoei escreveste na areia, e agora escreves numa pedra?&lt;br /&gt;Sorrindo o outro respondeu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando um grande amigo nos magoa,devemos escrever onde o vento do esquecimento e do perdão se encarreguem de apagar a lembranca,mas quando nos acontece algo de grandioso,&lt;br /&gt;devemos gravar isso na pedra da memòria e do coracão onde vento nenhum o possa apagar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="hotbar_element_used"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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è o homem DVD+R ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-È o que se Deita, Vira, Dorme e ressona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jà não hà homens do tempo do VHS...???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Vàrias Horas de Sexo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116178897376035007?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116178897376035007/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116178897376035007&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116160410500038777</id><published>2006-10-23T12:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T12:48:25.036+01:00</updated><title type='text'>MAIS  POÊMAS DE OUTONO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/untitled.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/untitled.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;O Outono bate à nossa porta&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tardes quentes noites frias,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;atè o brilho das estrelas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aparentam menos alegrias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As plantas perdem seus encantos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suas folhas que comecam a caìr,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se espalham por todos os cantos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cobrindo a terra, que mais triste se faz sentir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os passaros que antes cantavam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;parecem ter ficado mudos,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tambêm eles se vão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ficam sò os mais sortudos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A natureza toda chora&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;porque o Verão foi-se embora,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mas o Outono nos traz de presente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o Inverno, que tem Natal e tambêm è quente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div 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POÊMAS DE OUTONO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116090494771010814</id><published>2006-10-15T10:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T10:35:47.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PARA REFLETIR</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Temos, todos que vivemos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;uma vida que è vivida ,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e outra vida que è sonhada&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e a unica vida que temos,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;è essa que è dividida&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;entre a verdadeira e a errada...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/nuncadesista-lute.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/nuncadesista-lute.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="hotbar_element_used"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote id="43dc59ae"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116090494771010814?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116090494771010814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116090494771010814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116090494771010814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116090494771010814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/para-refletir.html' title='PARA REFLETIR'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116081424396890621</id><published>2006-10-14T09:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T09:24:03.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>CONSEGUI</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;a contenteditable="false" href="http://hotbar.com/scripts/utils/banner.asp?InstallDURL=des:en/emoticons1&amp;requestor=shn233" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img id="hb_new_animation" height="78" alt="Upgrade your email with 1000's of emoticon icons" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/em/020106/020106NA12_prv.gif" width="82" border="0" hbtype="em" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;UUAAAUUU...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;CONSEGUI ........   AFINAL   O   ERRO    ERA     MEU&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;este jà està resolvido,&lt;br /&gt;verifiquei os adrecos, em alguns pontos&lt;br /&gt;tinha virgulas, corrigi,republiquei e voilà...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116081424396890621?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116081424396890621/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116081424396890621&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116081424396890621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116081424396890621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/consegui.html' title='CONSEGUI'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116067012011244696</id><published>2006-10-12T17:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T17:22:00.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PLEASE</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blue; FONT-FAMILY: Comic Sans MS" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" bgcolor="#fffeee" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" style="BACKGROUND-REPEAT: repeat" valign="top" width="100%" background=" http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/ec/021002/021002th_bg.gif" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Alguem me ajude !!!   Por favor... &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pois è... è que tentei linkar alguns dos blogs que gosto de visitar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;escrevi tudo direitinho là nos templates, no sitìo certo, acho eu.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E atè aì tudo bem, là apareceram nos meus links,ok&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mas agora quando cliko para entrar, eles não abrem, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mas não todos,alguns abrem outros não.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alguêm que me explique o porquê...por favor (como se eu fosse uma crianca de 4 anos)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="hotbar_element_used" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;br hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;center hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://hotbar.com/scripts/utils/content.asp?requestor=ec1" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" height="291" src="http://skins.hotbar.com/skins/mailskins/ec/thanky/thankyou_general_100900_1.gif" width="280" hb_tag="1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?RunPromo&amp;El=ec%3bhotbar%5felement%3b&amp;amp;SG=&amp;RAND=83944&amp;amp;partner=hbtools"&gt;&lt;img title="" alt="Upgrade Your Email - Click here!" src="http://promos.hotbar.com/promos/promodll.dll?GetPromo&amp;El=ec%3bhotbar%5felement%3b&amp;amp;SG=&amp;RAND=83944&amp;amp;partner=hbtools&amp;amp;/p.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/fall_leaves_tree.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="ca70d16e"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Poema de Outono &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o vento soprou tão doce e sereno&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tocou-me ao de leve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;girou sentimentos dormentes, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;que em voo rasante&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;tocaram o chão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/fall_leaves_tree.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o fundo da alma fez-se de cor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de ouro castanho ou laranja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;deu frutos já secos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de um doce amargo surgiu &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o Outono no meu coração.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116055919477526159?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116055919477526159/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116055919477526159&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116055919477526159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116055919477526159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/outono.html' title='OUTONO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116043235354971316</id><published>2006-10-09T22:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T23:19:13.566+01:00</updated><title type='text'>descobrindo um brinquedo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/image2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/image2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/image0.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/image0.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;as horas que a gente perde a tentar entender          &lt;br /&gt;esta maravilha que è o computador!!!&lt;br /&gt;o  Samuel,não entende nada, e a mãe,&lt;br /&gt;pouco mais...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a curiosidade, neste caso, não mata o gato...&lt;br /&gt;è a curiosidade que nos leva a fazer pequenas descobertas...&lt;br /&gt;um dia ....filho, ainda vamos ser grandes entendidos nisto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116043235354971316?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116043235354971316/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116043235354971316&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116043235354971316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116043235354971316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/descobrindo-um-brinquedo.html' title='descobrindo um brinquedo'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-116021019438312761</id><published>2006-10-07T09:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T09:36:34.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'>BOM DIA...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hoje acordei com vontade de dizer...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bom dia...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/1-Bom%20dia.0.png" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bom dia...dia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bom dia...Vida.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bom dia... fè&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bom dia... coragem.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bom dia... sensibilidade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bom dia...alegria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; Bom dia...p`ra todos nòs,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e hoje vamos aproveitar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;para captar o que hà de bom no ar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e se o caminho que temos de percorrer è longo,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;não vamos desesperar com a distancia que falta para chegar,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;vamos apenas concentrar-mo-nos no proximo passo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;e dizer ,Bom dia!!!   e bom fim de semana!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/1600/1-Bom%20dia.0.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-116021019438312761?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/116021019438312761/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=116021019438312761&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116021019438312761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/116021019438312761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/bom-dia_07.html' title='BOM DIA...'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-115973208397930720</id><published>2006-10-01T20:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T20:48:04.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ISTO È...APRENDIZAGEM !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Nasceste no lar que precisavas&lt;br /&gt;Vestiste o corpo fisico que merecias&lt;br /&gt;moras onde Deus te proporcionou&lt;br /&gt;de acordo com teu adiantamento&lt;br /&gt;possuis recursos financeiros&lt;br /&gt;coerentes com as tuas necessidades,&lt;br /&gt;nem mais, nem menos, mas o justo&lt;br /&gt;para as tuas lutas terrenas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teu ambiente de trabalho&lt;br /&gt;è o que elegeste espontaneamente&lt;br /&gt;para a tua realizacão.&lt;br /&gt;Teus parentes e amigos&lt;br /&gt;são as almas que atraìste&lt;br /&gt;com a tua propria afinidade&lt;br /&gt;portanto o teu destino&lt;br /&gt;està constantemente sobre o teu control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tu escolhes, recolhes,&lt;br /&gt;eleges, atraìs, buscas e expulsas&lt;br /&gt;tudo aquilo que te rodeia.&lt;br /&gt;Teus pensamentos e vontades&lt;br /&gt;são a chave dos teus atos e atitudes.&lt;br /&gt;Não reclames nem te facas vìtima&lt;br /&gt;antes de tudo, analiza e observa&lt;br /&gt;a mudanca està nas tuas mãos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reprograma a tua meta,&lt;br /&gt;busca o bem, e viveràs melhor&lt;br /&gt;embora ninguêm possa voltar atràs&lt;br /&gt;e fazer um novo comêco...&lt;br /&gt;qualquer um pode comecar agora&lt;br /&gt;e fazer um novo fim&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; texto de: Chico  Xavier                                              &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-115973208397930720?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/115973208397930720/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=115973208397930720&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115973208397930720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115973208397930720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/10/isto-aprendizagem.html' title='ISTO È...APRENDIZAGEM !!!'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-115936430504509671</id><published>2006-09-27T13:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T14:38:25.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>UM POUCO DE MIM</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;A dina fez-me este desafio, e não a quero deixar sem resposta, por isso vou escrever aqui um pouco de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Adelaide è o meu nome, mas ninguem me chama assim, para os amigos e conhecidos sou a "Laida" .  Sou uma pessoa como a maiorìa dos mortais, tenho algumas qualidades, mas tambêm tenho muitos defeitos.&lt;br /&gt;Sou casada e tenho 2 filhos&lt;br /&gt;a Catarina de 6 anos (7 em fevereiro)&lt;br /&gt;e o Samuel de 1 ano.&lt;br /&gt;vivo na Inglaterra hà quase 9 anos,mas sou natural de Povoa de Lanhoso,  Braga , sou minhota de gema.&lt;br /&gt; Gosto de musica  de dancar  de ver televisão ,este ultimo è o que tenho feito mais, pois com filhos pequenos  è  impossivel  saìr pra dancar.&lt;br /&gt; Sou teimosa, se tenho a certeza do que digo, e alguêm me contrarìa, vou à serra.&lt;br /&gt; Sou amiga  dos meus amigos e estou sempre pronta a ajudar,(onde è que eu jà li isto?)&lt;br /&gt; Sou muito complicada e quando tenho de resolver algum problema,&lt;br /&gt;qualquer coisinha pra mim è um problemão,  e parece que tudo vai ruìr à minha volta , e afinal è tudo tão simples, detesto ser assim,  mas  jà cheguei à conclusão  que não tenho remedio,&lt;br /&gt;sou assim e pronto.&lt;br /&gt;E como mulher do Minho, sou um bom garfo, gosto de comer ...&lt;br /&gt;por isso esta minha  luta  constante com a balanca, embora  sem resultado.&lt;br /&gt;Sou muito  impolssiva  e se alguêm me chateia viro fera,&lt;br /&gt;mas ando a trabalhar  para melhorar...e como diz a minha filha  (pàra,respira e conta atè 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p&gt;È isto mais ou menos o que sou, às vezes gostava de ser diferente, mas não posso escolher!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-115936430504509671?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/115936430504509671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=115936430504509671&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115936430504509671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115936430504509671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/09/um-pouco-de-mim.html' title='UM POUCO DE MIM'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29799054.post-115875036579822514</id><published>2006-09-20T11:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T15:52:40.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O BATIZADO</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" width="100%" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/P8140842.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr hb_tag="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="596f3921"&gt;ESTE È O MEU FILHOTE   SAMUEL,&lt;br /&gt;QUE FOI BATIZADO NO DIA 14/08 /06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/P8140844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DIA EM QUE COMPLETOU&lt;br /&gt;O PRIMEIRO ANIVERSÀRIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/640/P8140861.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/P8140861.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;ELE QUERIA AGUA,&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; E O PADRE DEU-LHE " UM BANHO"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/640/P8140863.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/782/3184/320/P8140863.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E QUE BEM LHE SOUBE,&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;COM O CALOR QUE ESTAVA... &lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; moz-background-clip: initial; moz-background-origin: initial; moz-background-inline-policy: initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29799054-115875036579822514?l=comtudoamistura.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/feeds/115875036579822514/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29799054&amp;postID=115875036579822514&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115875036579822514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29799054/posts/default/115875036579822514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://comtudoamistura.blogspot.com/2006/09/o-batizado_20.html' title='O BATIZADO'/><author><name>laida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01094387781260660414</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/782/3184/200/537680/image3.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
