<?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-29714896</id><updated>2011-06-07T23:34:30.518-07:00</updated><category term='saúde'/><category term='arte'/><category term='presente'/><category term='moderna'/><category term='amizade'/><category term='dúvidas'/><category term='beijo'/><category term='passado e futuro'/><title type='text'>Aonde elas estão agora</title><subtitle type='html'>A gente adora viajar. Para onde? Não importa.
Cada uma está num canto, cheia de histórias para contar.
Mas estamos juntas na vontade de conhecer o mundo.
Venha conosco!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>104</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-7150161645083554107</id><published>2008-07-18T06:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-18T06:55:19.161-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamma Mia!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SICgZpzg27I/AAAAAAAAACw/mu5_CzsB88M/s1600-h/mamma+mia.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SICgZpzg27I/AAAAAAAAACw/mu5_CzsB88M/s320/mamma+mia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224351930328865714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não sei se esse filme já está passando no Brasil, mas se estiver vale muito a pena ver.&lt;br /&gt;É um filme pra dar risada do início ao fim!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-7150161645083554107?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/7150161645083554107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=7150161645083554107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7150161645083554107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7150161645083554107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/07/mamma-mia.html' title='Mamma Mia!!!'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SICgZpzg27I/AAAAAAAAACw/mu5_CzsB88M/s72-c/mamma+mia.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-442555223692804296</id><published>2008-07-14T02:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T03:08:48.620-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades do Brasil...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://imagecache.mensagenseimagens.com.br/203.jpg" align="middle" border="0" height="225" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;As garras ávidas do destino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nos arrastam desprevenidos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Para longe, bem longe,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De caminhos conhecidos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Num relance quase agonizante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Vejo o filme da minha vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No labirinto infinito do ser imigrante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Muitas vezes, beco sem saída.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Pelos olhos da minha alma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Passam imagens voando a mil,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Como tempestade de chuva calma,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Transbordo de saudades do Brasil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;O consolo traz suscetíveis lembranças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De um ou outro momento de paz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Esqueceu-se de esperar, a esperança,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De voltar ao que ficou para trás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Na embriaguez sempre delirante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Dos meus sonhos acordada,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Revelam-se paisagens eternas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Belas, cuidadosamente guardadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Vejo as ondas de Copacabana,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Pintadas em múltiplos tons de verde,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Numa sinfonia de ritmos diversos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Transformam-se em espelho vivo do Universo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Vagueio livre, sigo em frente,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;E respiro bem profundamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A brisa de todo aquele imenso mar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Que sempre vai, mas insiste em voltar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Da Pedra do Arpoador&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;O sol nasce lindo todo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Só o respeito que há no silêncio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Para entender tanta magia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Nesta viagem emocionante&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me transporto a Ipanema,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Onde o sol se põe deslumbrante,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Como um eterno poema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;O doce balanço da garota famosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Estava na cadência daquele mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Só Vinicius e Tom para captar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Os encantos de uma cidade maravilhosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Na minha visão pra lá de surreal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Paro de repente extasiada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Me deparo com um monumento nacional:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;O Dois Irmãos no fim da estrada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Rio lindo de janeiro a janeiro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sinto saudades de ti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Do Brasil de corpo inteiro,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Do Oiapoque ao Chuí.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No Nordeste vejo a noite descer no sertão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A última lamparina a se apagar em Minas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sentindo o cheiro forte do chimarrão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Ando a passos largos na São João.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Saudades demais … as minhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Vão muito além do meu lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Faltam tantas coisas nas entrelinhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Que não dá nem para explicar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Sinto falta das festas que entram noite afora,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Do pão quentinho da padaria,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Dos almoços aos domingos com a família,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Dos amigos sinceros de todas as horas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;A minha alma é morena,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Brasileira, de coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Da última geração à primeira,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Uma verdadeira paixão. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No luscofusco, céu e mar se unem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;No derradeiro suspiro do dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;À realidade de súbito me trazem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Fazendo da minha saudade poesia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Exílio inevitável,minha doce agonia,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Vigia o exímio desejo incansável,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Que guarda no peito a certeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;De voltar para o Brasil … um belo dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-442555223692804296?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/442555223692804296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=442555223692804296' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/442555223692804296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/442555223692804296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/07/saudades-do-brasil.html' title='Saudades do Brasil...'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-7044756291876069774</id><published>2008-07-03T11:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:54:54.161-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='presente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='passado e futuro'/><title type='text'>O ócio</title><content type='html'>Ficar no trabalho fazendo serviço de presidiário, digamos assim, é um problema. Não pela tarefa em si, porque alguém teria que fazê-la. O problema é que a cabeça começa a viajar e pensar em mil coisas como:&lt;br /&gt;- Por que eu ainda estou aqui?&lt;br /&gt;- Por que ainda não comecei a minha pós-graduação?&lt;br /&gt;- Por que ainda não comprei minha casa?&lt;br /&gt;- Por que eu ainda não fui prá Ibitipoca com o namorado?&lt;br /&gt;E esses questionamentos irritam, incomodam. É tão bom ficar com a cabeça ocupada e gastar o tempo pensando em coisas fúteis, como:&lt;br /&gt;- Por que ainda não comprei a nova melissa?&lt;br /&gt;- E aquela bolsa, quanto será que custa?&lt;br /&gt;- Quando será minha próxima visita à José Paulino?&lt;br /&gt;É, preciso encher minha cabeça de novo...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-7044756291876069774?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/7044756291876069774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=7044756291876069774' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7044756291876069774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7044756291876069774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-cio.html' title='O ócio'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-2992399496792263306</id><published>2008-06-26T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-26T05:54:10.882-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltei!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SGOQ9e9Y1zI/AAAAAAAAACc/_N8L3CH0hQU/s1600-h/CIMG2023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SGOQ9e9Y1zI/AAAAAAAAACc/_N8L3CH0hQU/s320/CIMG2023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216172179382130482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só pra avisar que estou pronta para voltar a postar!!!&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/29714896-2992399496792263306?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/2992399496792263306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=2992399496792263306' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/2992399496792263306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/2992399496792263306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/06/voltei.html' title='Voltei!!!'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iqMmd1LNZJ4/SGOQ9e9Y1zI/AAAAAAAAACc/_N8L3CH0hQU/s72-c/CIMG2023.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-4840782098194486869</id><published>2008-06-24T19:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T19:13:05.333-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moderna'/><title type='text'>O bom filho a casa torna</title><content type='html'>Hoje visitei a editora Moderna. Nada demais, certo?&lt;br /&gt;Errado!&lt;br /&gt;Foi lá onde tudo começou, a minha história no mundo fantástico dos livros.&lt;br /&gt;Esquisito como isso mexe comigo. É só um lugar, são só paredes...&lt;br /&gt;Mas sinto falta.&lt;br /&gt;E fui lá com a Alice. Foi lá que ela se materializou no mundo! hihihi &lt;br /&gt;A gente se conheceu na biblioteca, lugar onde deveria ser feito silêncio!hihihi&lt;br /&gt;Lá também conheci a Maíra, a minha primeira e inesquecível chefa, agora, chique e autora.&lt;br /&gt;Resumindo: foi bom!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-4840782098194486869?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/4840782098194486869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=4840782098194486869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4840782098194486869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4840782098194486869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-bom-filho-casa-torna.html' title='O bom filho a casa torna'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-4450602395340523439</id><published>2008-06-21T14:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T14:45:17.994-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beijo'/><title type='text'>Fish kiss</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/SF12NUQbpiI/AAAAAAAABDI/N8LVk8Hl3_o/s1600-h/merhe_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/SF12NUQbpiI/AAAAAAAABDI/N8LVk8Hl3_o/s400/merhe_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214453914712909346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijinho de amor do peixe? Só charminho?&lt;br /&gt;Não sei, mas apaixonei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-4450602395340523439?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/4450602395340523439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=4450602395340523439' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4450602395340523439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4450602395340523439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/06/fish-kiss.html' title='Fish kiss'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/SF12NUQbpiI/AAAAAAAABDI/N8LVk8Hl3_o/s72-c/merhe_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-3396450772396966504</id><published>2008-06-19T15:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:27:25.128-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amizade'/><title type='text'>Para Alice</title><content type='html'>Na vida, a gente pode achar que os amigos que ficarão para sempre são aqueles que acompanharam nossa infância.Podemos achar que não é isso não, e que os amigos de verdade são aqueles que acompanharam as coisas mais doidas da época da faculdade.&lt;br /&gt;Amigos do peito, amigos para sempre, na verdade, são aqueles que seguram em nossas mãos quando mais precisamos e teimam em segurar mesmo quando a gente acha que não precisa mais.&lt;br /&gt;Alice, muito obrigada por tudo, principalmente por eu poder chamar você de amiga!&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-3396450772396966504?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/3396450772396966504/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=3396450772396966504' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/3396450772396966504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/3396450772396966504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-alice.html' title='Para Alice'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-7949935903468017867</id><published>2008-06-19T15:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T15:22:07.917-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dúvidas'/><title type='text'>PNLD- is this the end?</title><content type='html'>Mais um final de preparação e edição de livros para o PNLD (Programa Nacional do Livro Didático).&lt;br /&gt;O que isso significa?&lt;br /&gt;Significa que passei noites sem dormir de preocupação,que fiquei finais de semana na editora e que deixei de lado pessoas queridas e família.&lt;br /&gt;Agora que o PNLD está acabando, o freelas estão indo embora, a casa está ficando vazia. &lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me triste. Sinto-me só. Cada livro impresso significa uma pessoa que passou pela editora e se foi. Sei que as amizades podem permanecer além do trabalho. &lt;br /&gt;Porém, também sei que logo virá outro PNLD, e que passarei noites sem dormir de preocupação, que passarei fins-de-semana na editora (só não sei qual hehehehe) e que deixarei de lado pessoas queridas e família. &lt;br /&gt;Será que as pessoas tem paciência para me esperar?&lt;br /&gt;Será que as pessoas entendem?&lt;br /&gt;Será que os freelas amigos ficarão ou se perderão nos próximos PNLDs?&lt;br /&gt;Is this the end?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-7949935903468017867?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/7949935903468017867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=7949935903468017867' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7949935903468017867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7949935903468017867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/06/pnld-is-this-end.html' title='PNLD- is this the end?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-6120527584536601148</id><published>2008-01-13T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-13T06:00:23.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lavando a alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style='text-align:center;margin:0px auto 10px;'&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R4oW3SIlcEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XiC8wmVhs_8/s1600-h/DSCF4658.JPG'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R4oW3SIlcEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XiC8wmVhs_8/s320/DSCF4658.JPG' border=0 alt='' id='BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_' &gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E daí que sou doida?&lt;br /&gt;Eu amo chuva. Tava calor.&lt;br /&gt;Por que não um banho de chuva?&lt;br /&gt;Feliz!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:CENTER'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-6120527584536601148?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/6120527584536601148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=6120527584536601148' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/6120527584536601148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/6120527584536601148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/01/lavando-alma.html' title='Lavando a alma'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R4oW3SIlcEI/AAAAAAAAAb0/XiC8wmVhs_8/s72-c/DSCF4658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-4308012218911461973</id><published>2008-01-02T05:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T05:14:32.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Luciana Mello</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width='400' height='245'&gt;&lt;param name='movie' value='http://www.showlivre.com/vid/player.swf?v=26192'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name='wmode' value='transparent'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src='http://www.showlivre.com/vid/player.swf?v=26192' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' wmode='transparent' width='400' height='245'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das músicas mais bonitas do CD novo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-4308012218911461973?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/4308012218911461973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=4308012218911461973' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4308012218911461973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/4308012218911461973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2008/01/luciana-mello.html' title='Luciana Mello'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-673800547575637242</id><published>2007-12-15T04:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T04:27:41.317-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Carros Ford - Vaca com a máscara</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/ELVk8GfSH4U' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/ELVk8GfSH4U'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Genial! Genial! Genial!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-673800547575637242?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/673800547575637242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=673800547575637242' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/673800547575637242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/673800547575637242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/12/carros-ford-vaca-com-mscara.html' title='Carros Ford - Vaca com a máscara'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-674788083094980320</id><published>2007-12-11T02:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T02:17:47.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brownie?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jubh2mNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VFHWdt_PUOM/s1600-h/DSCF4413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jubh2mNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VFHWdt_PUOM/s400/DSCF4413.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142657473818564818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também faço brownie, mas só se pedir com jeitinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-674788083094980320?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/674788083094980320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=674788083094980320' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/674788083094980320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/674788083094980320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/12/brownie.html' title='Brownie?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jubh2mNI/AAAAAAAAAa0/VFHWdt_PUOM/s72-c/DSCF4413.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-5143105590766288958</id><published>2007-12-11T02:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-11T02:15:35.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais cozinha?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jNrh2mMI/AAAAAAAAAas/FGrpTmFCMbA/s1600-h/CIMG0825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jNrh2mMI/AAAAAAAAAas/FGrpTmFCMbA/s400/CIMG0825.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5142656911177849026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um tempo sem torturar ninguém com minhas aventuras gastronômicas, eu voltei!&lt;br /&gt;Escondam-se! Fujam! Que uma longa série de quindins vem aí!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-5143105590766288958?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/5143105590766288958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=5143105590766288958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/5143105590766288958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/5143105590766288958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/12/mais-cozinha.html' title='Mais cozinha?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R15jNrh2mMI/AAAAAAAAAas/FGrpTmFCMbA/s72-c/CIMG0825.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-1757940274141263058</id><published>2007-11-13T16:25:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:25:59.419-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Romance Disney</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/WpqJ6KkaaEQ' name='movie'/&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/WpqJ6KkaaEQ'/&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu adoro romance, adoro Disney e adoro a música que usaram neste filminho romântico. Então compartilho com vocês! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1757940274141263058?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1757940274141263058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1757940274141263058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1757940274141263058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1757940274141263058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/11/romance-disney.html' title='Romance Disney'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-423091530926623450</id><published>2007-07-21T11:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T11:26:40.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carol Mestre Cuca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP2gKj6NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bxO2uMad_LI/s1600-h/Imagem+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP2gKj6NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bxO2uMad_LI/s320/Imagem+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP2wKj6OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V6RBboSDpp8/s1600-h/Imagem+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP2wKj6OI/AAAAAAAAAPc/V6RBboSDpp8/s320/Imagem+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP3gKj6PI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Hp2juujO_lo/s1600-h/Imagem+004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP3gKj6PI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Hp2juujO_lo/s320/Imagem+004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP3wKj6QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SJx6h2IFcnw/s1600-h/Imagem+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP3wKj6QI/AAAAAAAAAPs/SJx6h2IFcnw/s320/Imagem+005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou tentando cozinhar mais que miojo... Vamos ver se consigo!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-423091530926623450?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/423091530926623450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=423091530926623450' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/423091530926623450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/423091530926623450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/07/carol-mestre-cuca.html' title='Carol Mestre Cuca'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RqJP2gKj6NI/AAAAAAAAAPU/bxO2uMad_LI/s72-c/Imagem+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-8437621258741282715</id><published>2007-06-04T10:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T11:23:53.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Anvisa prepara ataque a alimento pouco nutritivo</title><content type='html'>Depois de estabelecer limites mais severos à propaganda do bilionário setor de bebidas, a Agência Nacional de Vigilância Sanitária (Anvisa) prepara-se para dar outro passo ambicioso e ainda mais polêmico - fechar o cerco à próspera indústria de alimentos de baixo teor nutritivo. O alvo principal será a publicidade de um segmento que tem oferta muito mais diversificada e universo de consumidores maior que o das bebidas alcoólicas. As restrições se estenderão às formas de comercialização dos produtos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Anvisa concluiu o texto preliminar do regulamento técnico que restringirá a oferta e divulgação de alimentos que contêm quantidades elevadas de açúcar, gorduras saturadas e trans, sódio e bebidas com baixo teor nutricional. O prazo de consulta pública já se encerrou. Se aprovada, a regulamentação obrigará a veiculação de advertências sobre os perigos do consumo excessivo desses alimentos e bebidas em embalagens e peças publicitárias. Poderá ser obrigatória a divulgação de frases como esta: "Este alimento possui elevada quantidade de gordura saturada. O consumo excessivo de gordura saturada aumenta o risco de desenvolver diabetes e doenças do coração".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ofensiva da Anvisa atingirá um dos alvos da indústria de alimentos conhecidos como "junk food" - as crianças. A propaganda deste tipo de comida será restrita ao período das 21h às 6h no rádio e na TV. O objetivo é desencorajar os pais a ceder aos apelos das crianças por esses produtos. A prática amplamente disseminada de distribuição de brindes e prêmios será proibida. Também não será permitido o uso, em publicidade, de figuras, desenhos e personalidades admiradas pelo público infantil. A coordenadora da Política Nacional de Alimentação e Nutrição do Ministério da Saúde, Ana Beatriz Vasconcellos, diz que as normas podem reduzir riscos à saúde de consumidores e gastos públicos bilionários com atendimento médico decorrente da alimentação inadequada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo Ana Beatriz, o Sistema Único de Saúde (SUS) gasta cerca de R$ 11 bilhões anuais no tratamento de doenças crônicas não transmissíveis, como obesidade, diabetes, problemas cardiovasculares e câncer. Essas despesas representam 70% do total dos custos do SUS. Para ela, políticas públicas voltadas à alimentação saudável podem evitar 90% dos óbitos provocados por obesidade e diabetes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte : Valor online&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-8437621258741282715?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/8437621258741282715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=8437621258741282715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/8437621258741282715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/8437621258741282715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/06/anvisa-prepara-ataque-alimento-pouco.html' title='Anvisa prepara ataque a alimento pouco nutritivo'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-5752207358052452409</id><published>2007-05-27T21:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T21:09:13.525-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Estrela ou planeta?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;Como sabemos, ao olhar para o céu, o que é um planeta ou uma estrela? Existem duas diferenças básicas entre planetas e estrelas, que podem ser identificadas por qualquer pessoa com pouca experiência no assunto.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Helvetica;"&gt;    A primeira é que o planeta não cintila como as estrelas. É claro que existem no céu estrelas que parecem não cintilar, principalmente aos olhos de quem não está acostumado a observá-las. Nesse caso entra a segunda diferença. Quando você observar um objeto no céu e suspeitar que é um planeta, mas não tem certeza, faça o seguinte: Fixe algumas referências utilizando as estrelas ao seu redor, de preferência faça um desenho em escala assinalando o objeto a ser observado, e observe por uns vinte ou vinte e cinco dias. Se esse objeto mudar de posição em relação às referências, certamente esse objeto será um planeta. Podemos colocar a coisa dessa maneira, pois para pequenos intervalos de tempo podemos considerar as estrelas como fixas. Já os planetas, como a tradução da palavra diz, errante, movimentam-se em relação às estrelas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Tirado de: CDCC USP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-5752207358052452409?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/5752207358052452409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=5752207358052452409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/5752207358052452409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/5752207358052452409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/estrela-ou-planeta.html' title='Estrela ou planeta?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-91538445728602886</id><published>2007-05-27T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T16:50:23.664-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saúde'/><title type='text'>Benefícios do alongamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="titulo"&gt;&lt;span class="verdana11bdmarrom"&gt;Alongamentos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div class="texto"&gt;   &lt;p class="verdana11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga1.gif" alt=" Imagem de uma mulher em pé alongando os braços para a esquerda" align="left" height="124" width="60" /&gt;Alongamentos                                  são exercícios voltados para o aumento                                  da flexibilidade muscular, que promovem o estiramento                                  das fibras musculares, fazendo com que elas aumentem                                  o seu comprimento. O principal efeito dos alongamentos                                  é o aumento da flexibilidade. Quanto mais                                  alongado um músculo, maior será                                  a movimentação da articulação                                  comandada por aquele músculo e, portanto,        maior sua flexibilidade.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="subtitulo"&gt;Benefícios dos alongamentos: &lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="verdana11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga2.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher em pé alongando os braços para a direita" align="left" height="124" width="60" /&gt;-reduzem      as tensões musculares;&lt;br /&gt;    -relaxam o corpo;&lt;br /&gt;    -proporcionam maior consciência corporal;&lt;br /&gt;    -deixam os movimentos mais soltos e leves;&lt;br /&gt;    -previnem lesões;&lt;br /&gt;    -preparam o corpo para atividades físicas;&lt;br /&gt;    -ativam a circulação.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="subtitulo"&gt;Como devem ser feitos?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="verdana11"&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga3.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher deitada alongando os braços para cima" align="left" height="46" width="80" /&gt;A      respiração é fundamental:      quando se respira fundo aumenta-se o relaxamento      muscular. É a respiração      que dá o ritmo ao exercício e por      isso deve ser lenta e profunda. Deve-se respeitar      os seus limites. Forçar o alongamento pode      causar lesões nos músculos e tendões.      Não se preocupe em &lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga4.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher deitada alongando os braços para baixo" align="left" height="46" width="80" /&gt;alongar      até ao limite. Aos poucos você vai      ganhar flexibilidade. Regularidade e relaxamento      são ingredientes obrigatórios para      um bom alongamento. Aprenda a introduzi-lo em      sua rotina. É possível alongar enquanto      se faz outras coisas como ler ou ver TV.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="verdana11"&gt;&lt;span class="verdana11"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;       &lt;p class="subtitulo"&gt;Como      alongar?&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="verdana11"&gt;Antes de tudo, é importante      aprender a forma correta de executar os alongamentos,      para aumentar os resultados e evitar lesões.      Inicie o alongamento até sentir uma certa      tensão no músculo e então      relaxe um pouco, sustentando de 30 a 40 segundos,      voltando novamente à posição      inicial de relaxamento. Os movimentos devem ser      sempre lentos e suaves. O mesmo alongamento pode      ser repetido, buscando alongar mais o músculo      evitando sentir dor. Para aumentar o resultado,      após cada alongamento, o músculo      pode ser contraído por alguns segundos,      voltando a ser alongado novamente.&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="subtitulo"&gt;Mais:&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;table style="width: 649px; height: 348px;" border="0" cellpadding="3" cellspacing="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga5.gif" alt="imagem de uma mulher sentada alongando o pescoço para frente" align="left" height="132" width="60" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga6.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher sentada alongando o pescoço para trás" height="114" width="60" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga7.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher sentada alongando o pescoço para a esquerda" height="114" width="60" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga8.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher sentada alongando o pescoço para a direita" height="114" width="60" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga9.gif" alt=" Imagem de uma mulher deitada elevando a perna" height="57" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;img src="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/img/alonga10.gif" alt="Imagem de uma mulher deitada abaixando a perna " height="46" width="80" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;     &lt;/tr&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;       &lt;td&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Fonte:&lt;a href="http://bvsms.saude.gov.br/html/pt/dicas/65alongamentos.html"&gt; Ministério da Saúde. Dicas de Saúde.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-91538445728602886?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/91538445728602886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=91538445728602886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/91538445728602886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/91538445728602886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/benefcios-do-alongamento.html' title='Benefícios do alongamento'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-599659472900303130</id><published>2007-05-25T14:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:53:25.211-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Filmes de Dança!</title><content type='html'>Sou aficionada por filmes de dança. Lança um filme que tenha qualquer tipo de dança, lá vou eu querer assistir. Isso é um problema para o meu relacionamento, já que o namorado não gosta muito desse tipo de filme. Mas para quem quiser descobrir esse mundo de filmes com danças de tirar o fôlego, encontrei um site que traz diversos títulos para quem quer se iniciar.&lt;br /&gt;Mas falta nesta lista, que está no &lt;a href="http://www.danceadois.com.br/"&gt;site Dança a dois&lt;/a&gt; , um dos mais lindos, que é o No Balanço do amor. Altamente recomendo. Ah, e Billy Elliot. Bom, tá faltando um monte, mas agora vocês sabem por onde começar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" width="536"&gt;           &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td class="titInterna"&gt;&lt;strong class="titInterna"&gt;DICAS DE FILMES SOBRE DANÇA&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;          &lt;tr&gt;           &lt;td bgcolor="#e3e3e3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/dot.gif" height="1" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;          &lt;/tr&gt;         &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;          &lt;br /&gt; Confira abaixo alguns títulos de filmes sobre dança que selecionamos para que você possa curtir junto com a pessoa que você gosta. São filmes dos mais variados estilos, desde os clássicos com Fred Astaire aos dias atuais com Richard Gere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/vem_dancar.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Vem dançar&lt;/strong&gt; (Take the Lead) - 2006&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pierre Dulaine (Antonio Banderas) é um dançarino de salão profissional, que se torna voluntário para dar aulas de dança em uma escola pública de Nova York. Pierre tenta apresentar seus métodos clássicos, mas logo enfrenta resistência dos alunos, mais interessados em hip hop. É quando deste confronto nasce um novo estilo de dança, mesclando os dois lados e tendo Pirre como mentor. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/danca_comigo2004.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dança Comigo?&lt;/strong&gt; (Shall We Dance?) - 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohn Clark leva uma vida monótona e entediante. Certa noite, porém, ele vê sua vida mudar radicalmente ao observar uma charmosa instrutora de dança que o inspira a sair da rotina e a inscrever-se num curso de dança de salão. Agora, ele precisará de muita ginga para evitar que sua família e amigos descubram essa nova paixão. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dirty_dancing2.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dirty Dancing 2 - Noites de Havana&lt;/strong&gt; (Dirty Dancing 2 - Havana Nights) - 2004&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Katey Miller, jovem americana rica, muda com a família para Cuba um ano antes da Revolução de Fidel Castro. Contrariando o desejo dos pais, que querem vê-la casada com um jovem do seu círculo de amizades, ela se apaixona pelo garçom do hotel, o cubano Javier, jovem dançarino nas horas vagas. A paixão, incentivada pelo professor de dança interpretada por Patrick Swayze, cresce durante os ensaios para o concurso de dança e o comportamento de Katey se torna um desafio ao pai. Como pano de fundo, muito mais do que a libertação de um país, o que está em jogo é a libertação de uma menina que, com a ajuda desse amor, se transforma em uma mulher. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/a_ultima_danca.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;A última dança&lt;/strong&gt; (One Last Dance) - 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando uma companhia de dança de Nova Iorque mundialmente conhecida, a Dance Motive, perde o seu brilhante diretor artístico, Alex Mcgrath (Matthew Walker), vítima de um derrame cerebral, não só a Dance Motive perde o seu fundador e gênio criador, mas sem ninguém para tomar a sua frente e substituí-lo, significa o fim da companhia também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex deixou um grande legado de dança entre os quais uma famosa coreografia criada há sete anos, mas jamais apresentada. A companhia agora vê a chance de se manter unida estreando esta obra. Entretanto, para que isso aconteça, eles precisam chamar os três dançarinos originais, Travis McPhearson (Patrick Swayze, Chrissa Lindh (Lisa Niemi) e Max Delgado (George Delapena que haviam abandonado tudo durante a criação, e nunca mais pisaram os pés lá. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/de_corpo_e_alma.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;De corpo e alma&lt;/strong&gt; (The Company) - 2003&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a colaboração do Joffrey Ballet de Chicago, o diretor Robert Altman mostra as histórias de membros de uma companhia de balé, cujas vidas profissional e pessoal desenvolvem-se muito próximas. E como eles enfrentam as necessidades criadas pela dedicação quase exclusiva ao balé. Neve Campbell interpreta Ry, uma profissional talentosa, porém em conflito, que está prestes a tornar-se a principal bailarina de uma companhia de dança de Chicago. Mr. A. co-fundador e diretor artístico da trupe, um dos mais notáveis coreógrafos da América é interpretado por Malcolm McDowell. Com ironia e sutileza, Altman monta um painel excitante, porém realista do mundo da dança, com direito à escassez de verbas e patrocínios. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/danca_paixao_e_fama.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dança, Paixão e Fama&lt;/strong&gt; (Bootmen) - 2000&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O filme de estréia de Dein Perry como diretor de cinema conta sua própria história; o inicio de sua carreira, quando deixou o trabalho de operário siderúrgico em Newcastle, Austrália, para tornar-se um renomado dançarino, diretor e coreógrafo de apresentações de sapateado como Tap Dogs e Steel City. Sean Okden (Adam Garcia) é um jovem operário rebelde porém talentoso na arte do sapateado, que tem a chance de escapar de um emprego sem futuro, arrumando um lugar em um grande evento de dança na cidade de Sidney. O irmão de Sean, Mitch (Sam Worthington), também tem muito talento, mas seu sonho é organizar uma companhia de dança itinerante - um sonho que Gary (Richard Carter), pai solitário e muito durão, aceita com mais facilidade. O bom relacionamento com seu irmão é posto à prova quando ambos se apaixonam por Linda (Sophie Lee), e quando Mitch enfrenta problemas com bandidos locais ao fazer bicos de roubo de carros. Sean é muito impetuoso e acaba criando um novo espetáculo de dança, um espetáculo mais coeso. Apesar de ser ridicularizado na cidade e ter o coração partido por Linda, Sean luta para alcançar seu objetivo. O filme de Perry possui um elenco de talentosos dançarinos em performances rústicas, seqüências de sapateado de grande esforço físico com botas revestidas de aço, sem contar a emocionante performance de abertura executada por Garcia. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/danca_comigo1998.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dança Comigo?&lt;/strong&gt; (Do You Wanna Dance?) - 1998&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O professor de dança Billy Duncan esteve na pior: primeiro perdeu seu estúdio de dança, depois conseguiu arrumar complicações com a polícia. Mas teve a chance de escolher sua sentença: ir para a cadeia ou prestar serviços numa comunidade grega de Chicago. Billy chegou na comunidade e logo descobriu qual seria seu trabalho, e que estaria sob a supervisão do Padre Chris, um padre grego ortodoxo. Ele iria ensinar dança para alguns idosos que precisavam de exercícios leves. Passado o choque inicial, Billy entendeu e aprendeu com o mundo dos mais velhos e redescobriu o amor e o verdadeiro sentido da palavra amizade. Em troca, ele ensinou a dança e com ela, aquela comunidade nunca mais foi a mesma. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dancando_para_vencer.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dançando Para Vencer&lt;/strong&gt; (War Dancing) - 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slammer e sua gangue são o terror das ruas. Eles roubam carros, bolsas... qualquer coisa que tentam pegar os coloca até o pescoço de problemas. Mas Slammer tem a chance de fazer uma coisa certa quando é escolhido em uma multidão durante a gravação de um vídeo para mostras suas técnicas de dança. Dispensado pelo coreógrafo de dança Billy James como nada mais do que um garoto, Slammer procura a melhor maneira de se vingar. E desta vez ele escolhe um novo campo de batalha - a pista de dança. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dance_party.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Festa Quente&lt;/strong&gt; (Dance Party) - 1988&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos anos 1960, na Filadélfia, jovem tenta a todo custo participar do grupo de dançarinos de um famoso programa musical. Intrigas amorosas, bastidores e apresentações de sucessos musicais da época. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dirty_dancing.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Ritmo Quente&lt;/strong&gt; (Dirty Dancing) - 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante o verão de 1963, uma inocente e idealista garota de 17 anos, Baby Houseman (Jennifer Grey), vai passar as férias com os pais em um hotel de veraneio. Numa noite, ela é atraída pela música que vem do alojamento dos funcionários locais. É lá que ela conhece o experiente professor de dança Johnny Castle (Patrick Swayze), de quem se torna aluna e namorada. Quando o verão acaba, entretanto, o casal terá de decidir entre o amor e o curso normal de suas respectivas vidas. Vencedor do Oscar e do Globo de Ouro de Melhor Canção, por "(I've Had) The Time of My Life". &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                 &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt;  &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dance_comigo1939.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Dance Comigo&lt;/strong&gt; (Carefree) - 1939&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dance Comigo, é um dos mais incomuns filmes da série Fred Astaire/Ginger Rogers; caracterizando-se mais como uma comédia de erros, do que um musical. A trama principal também é bem incomum, psiquiatria. Astaire interpreta o psiquiatra Tony Flagg, melhor amigo de Stephen Arden (Ralph Bellamy). Stephen é noivo de Amanda Cooper (Ginger Rogers), uma cantora de rádio, que já esteve noita três vezes e desmanchou todos os noivados. Para tentar salvar o relacionamento, ela frequenta o consultório de Tony, para fazer análise, e acaba se apaixonando pelo analista. O psiquiatra Tony, tenta através da hipnose, ajudar seu amigo, e convence Amanda, que ela realmente ama Stephen e tem que se casar com ele. Aí, Tony percebe que também se apaixonou por Amanda, mas pode ser muito tarde...a cerimônia de matrimônio já começou. Uma bela surpresa, dentro do estilo da dupla. Um maravilhoso musical da RKO, com roteiro inspirado no gênero - cinema/fantástico. &lt;/td&gt; &lt;/tr&gt; &lt;/tbody&gt; &lt;/table&gt;                &lt;br /&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                       &lt;table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0"&gt; &lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;img src="http://www.danceadois.com.br/images/filmes/dancing_lady.gif" hspace="10" /&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;     &lt;td class="txtNoticias" valign="top"&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Amor de Dançarina&lt;/strong&gt; (Dancing Lady) - 1933&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não encontramos a sinopse, porém os filmes de dança com Fred Astaire dispensam apresentações. Vale a pena conferir.&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/29714896-599659472900303130?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/599659472900303130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=599659472900303130' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/599659472900303130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/599659472900303130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/filmes-de-dana.html' title='Filmes de Dança!'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-7725398544300316576</id><published>2007-05-25T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T14:08:04.027-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 bicudos - Ana Carolina</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/tUD7qijVbiI' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/tUD7qijVbiI'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Imaginem essa música para dançar num momento especial, entre quatro paredes!&lt;br /&gt;Muuuuuito forte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quem não conhece, aí vai a letra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu te vi andava tão desprevenido&lt;br /&gt;Que nem ouvi tocar o alarme de perigo&lt;br /&gt;E você foi me conquistando devagar&lt;br /&gt;Quando notei já não tinha como recuar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E foi assim que nos juntamos distraídos&lt;br /&gt;Que no começo tudo é muito divertido&lt;br /&gt;Mas sempre tinha um amigo pra falar&lt;br /&gt;Que o nosso amor nunca foi feito pra durar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu durma eu não descanso&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu corra eu não te alcanço&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tem jeito eu não sei como esperar&lt;br /&gt;Desesperar também não vou&lt;br /&gt;Não vou deixar você passar&lt;br /&gt;Como água escorrendo nos dedos&lt;br /&gt;Fluindo pra outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ninguém pode negar que o nosso amor é tudo&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que pode acontecer com dois bicudos&lt;br /&gt;Não são tão poucas as arestas pra aparar&lt;br /&gt;Mas é que o meu desejo não deseja se calar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até os erros já parecem ter sentido&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se eu traí primeiro ou fui traído&lt;br /&gt;Não te pedi uma conduta exemplar&lt;br /&gt;Mas é que a sua ausência é o que me dói no calcanhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu durma eu não descanso&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que eu corra eu não te alcanço&lt;br /&gt;Mas não tem jeito eu não sei como esperar&lt;br /&gt;Desesperar também não vou&lt;br /&gt;Não vou deixar você passar&lt;br /&gt;Como água escorrendo nos dedos&lt;br /&gt;Fluindo pra outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;Será sempre será&lt;br /&gt;O nosso amor não morrerá&lt;br /&gt;Depois que eu perdi o meu medo&lt;br /&gt;Não vou mais te deixar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-7725398544300316576?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/7725398544300316576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=7725398544300316576' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7725398544300316576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7725398544300316576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/2-bicudos-ana-carolina.html' title='2 bicudos - Ana Carolina'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-1865242936057781817</id><published>2007-05-25T13:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:57:54.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bela em todass as idades</title><content type='html'>Mais um artigo publicado no site da Unilever, na página da Dove.&lt;br /&gt;A Dove é excelente por produzir uma campanha pela beleza real, plausível.&lt;br /&gt;Mas temos que nos amar e nos cuidar! Então ela também quer ajudar nisso.&lt;br /&gt;o texto abaixo ensina como nos cuidar em cada faixa etária!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h2&gt;20 anos&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;Que sorte. A pele está em seu auge nesta idade. Os problemas hormonais da adolescência ficaram para trás e as glândulas de óleo, que hidratam e dão firmeza à pele estão funcionando a todo vapor. As células da pele contêm fortes ligações de colágeno e elastina, que asseguram a firmeza e o brilho da pele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dicas&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Inicie os bons hábitos cedo, hidratando sua pele diariamente com um hidratante que contenha um FPS (fator de proteção solar) de pelo menos 15.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lavar seu rosto, especialmente com água quente, remove os óleos naturais. Utilize uma solução de limpeza suave com hidratante ao invés de sabonete, e depois um hidratante leve.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Evite exposição ao sol, os danos provocados agora pelo sol aparecerão mais tarde na forma de manchas e rugas.&lt;br /&gt;Dormir bem é importante para a beleza. Aplique um creme antes de dormir e acorde com a pele do rosto hidratada.&lt;br /&gt;Não se esqueça da hidratação interna, também. Beba pelo menos 8 copo de água por dia.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;30 anos&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Depois dos trinta, a produção de óleos diminui, e linhas de expressão finas e "pés de galinha" podem começar a aparecer. O colágeno e a elastina começam a diminuir, e veias quebradas podem aparecer na forma de pontinhas vermelhas minúsculas. A pele também tende a estar mais sujeita a mudanças hormonais nessa idade. Portanto, quando você pensou que tivesse se livrado da puberdade, a acne adulta entra em cena.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dicas&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;É possível que sua pele esteja mais seca, então a dica é usar uma solução de limpeza suave ao invés de sabão e, em seguida, um hidratante com protetor solar. Hidrate sua pele aplicando um creme noturno rico em nutrientes antes de dormir. E por falar em dormir, médicos recomendam que você durma pelo menos oito horas por noite.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acrescente um creme rico para os olhos a sua rotina diária para ajudar a reduzir o inchaço e as olheiras.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;40 anos&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;As mudanças em sua pele podem se tornar mais evidentes agora conforme você se aproxima da menopausa. A pele ficará visivelmente mais seca e começará a perder parte da tonalidade e elasticidade. Linhas mais profundas podem-se formar em torno da boca e dos olhos e a pele pode estar mais sensível. Nesta idade, é mais difícil a pele reter a umidade, e a tonalidade poderá aparecer menos uniforme. Você talvez repare que sua pele não se recupera tão bem quanto no passado.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dicas&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mesmo que tenha tido pele oleosa no passado, agora é o momento de incluir um hidratante livre de óleos em sua rotina diária. Evite exposição ao sol na medida do possível. E quando estiver fora, use chapéus e echarpes para proteger seu rosto, mesmo quando estiver usando protetor solar.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Considere a possibilidade de investir em limpezas profundas com regularidade para refrescar sua pele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Comece a usar um hidratante mais intenso com retinol ou ácidos alfa-hidroxi (AHAs). Esses ingredientes ajudam a melhorar a tonalidade e a textura da pele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;50 anos em diante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Com mais de cinqüenta, a pele começa a mostrar seu 'caráter' conforme os danos acumulados no decorrer da vida se tornam visíveis. Conforme você entra na menopausa, os níveis de estrogênio e progesterona caem de maneira significativa, como o resultado que sua pele se torna mais fina e frágil. Você poderá detectar mais rugas, uma descoloração irregular e uma tonalidade mais pálida da pele.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Dicas&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;A hidratação nunca teve tanta importância. Durante o dia, use um rico hidratante protetor com proteção solar. Antes de dormir, um creme noturno rico em nutrientes será bem vindo.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nesta fase da vida, tanto água quente quanto sabonete ressecam demasiadamente a pele. Sempre use soluções de limpeza com hidratante ao invés de sabão e enxágüe com água fria.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça esfoliação para remover células mortas, evitando produtos muito abrasivos que possam danificar sua pele mais frágil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como sua pele está mais fina, queima com facilidade. Qualquer tempo passado no sol agora contribuirá diretamente com sinais de envelhecimento.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E lembre-se: Preocupar-se com rugas é uma perda de tempo! Cada ruga é a prova de uma vida bem vivida.&lt;br /&gt;Inicie uma rotina de cuidados para otimizar sua pele com estas recomendações de produtos de Dove. Embora todas as mulheres sejam diferentes, nossa linha de produtos nutritivos é projetada para ajudar você a alcançar uma pele linda, não importa sua idade.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1865242936057781817?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1865242936057781817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1865242936057781817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1865242936057781817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1865242936057781817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/bela-em-todass-as-idades.html' title='Bela em todass as idades'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-3633672547041494321</id><published>2007-05-25T13:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T13:54:15.345-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Em forma!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="content"&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Como ando meio neurótica com a minha forma física, resolvi postar aqui um pequeno artiguinho que estava no site da Unilever!Boa leitura e boa forma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Prepare o Cenário&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;p&gt;Se você vem acumulando quilos a mais, mesmo além do período de festas, siga algumas dicas dos especialistas de Becel de como comer melhor, parecer melhor e cuidar para perder o peso extra. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Perder peso não é fácil, manter é ainda mais difícil. Mas, fazendo as coisas calmamente, adaptando seus hábitos alimentares e fazendo atividades físicas, você verá em breve os resultados. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Seja um bom esportista&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Não precisa se apertar para malhar em uma academia de ginástica cara – tente ir de escadas em vez de pegar o elevador, faça caminhadas curtas a pé em vez do carro, e desça do ônibus um ponto antes. São exercícios que ajudam a queimar calorias.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seja nadando ou dançando salsa, jogando tênis ou fazendo yoga, Existe um esporte que se adapta a você. Encontre um que goste e será bem mais fácil continuar a praticá-lo, por isso procure o seu favorito. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Cinco Porções&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Os benefícios de comer pelo menos cinco porções de frutas e vegetais são conhecidos há bastante tempo. Mas qual seria a quantidade certa? Nossos especialistas dizem que uma porção equivale a um copo de suco de fruta (o suco espremido, não o suco de laranja concentrado), um pote de sobremesa cheio de verduras, uma fruta média ou duas colheres de sopa de vegetais crus, cozidos, congelados ou enlatados.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beber muita água ajuda também a se sentir saciado. Especialistas afirmam que precisamos beber entre seis e oito copos diariamente. É barato, refrescante e um perfeito ingrediente na dieta desintoxicante. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;h3&gt;Busque as gorduras boas&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reduzir os alimentos gordurosos pode ajudar a livrar-se da flacidez e reduzir o colesterol – mas não há necessidade de repensar radicalmente seu café da manhã. As margarinas Becel são ricas em ‘gorduras boas’ como o Ômega 3 (com esteróis vegetais), e pobre em gordura trans e saturadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Optar por leite desnatado ou semi desnatado e carnes magras ajudará também a colocar em ordem a sua ingestão de gordura.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-3633672547041494321?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/3633672547041494321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=3633672547041494321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/3633672547041494321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/3633672547041494321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/em-forma.html' title='Em forma!!!!'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-7883024014161431306</id><published>2007-05-22T16:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:07:47.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rhythmic gymnastics</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/emc4fpmQYFw' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/emc4fpmQYFw'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Olha o que elas fazem! Que alongamento!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-7883024014161431306?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/7883024014161431306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=7883024014161431306' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7883024014161431306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/7883024014161431306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/rhythmic-gymnastics.html' title='rhythmic gymnastics'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-1265028624314824666</id><published>2007-05-22T15:47:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T15:47:32.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ginástica Ritmica 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/vZBWy4-ISiM' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/vZBWy4-ISiM'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como eu não tenho viajado, inauguro a série esportes que eu gostaria de ter feito.&lt;br /&gt;Série de vídeos sobre ginástica rítmica&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1265028624314824666?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1265028624314824666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1265028624314824666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1265028624314824666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1265028624314824666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/ginstica-ritmica-1.html' title='Ginástica Ritmica 1'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-1668405907672982402</id><published>2007-05-22T11:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:45:55.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'>lista de coisas que toda criança deveria fazer</title><content type='html'>E todo adulto também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Descer rolando um gramado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça uma torta de lama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fazer sua própria massinha de modelar&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Junte ovas de sapo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça perfume de pétalas de flores&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Cultive agrião na floreira da janela&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça uma máscara de papel marché&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Construa um castelo de areia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Suba numa árvore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça um esconderijo no jardim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça uma pintura com os pés e as mãos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Organize seu próprio piquenique de bichinhos de pelúcia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tenha seu rosto pintado&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Brinque com um amigo na areia&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça pão&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça anjos na neve&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Crie uma escultura de argila&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fazer parte de uma caçada cata-lixo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Acampe no jardim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Asse um bolo&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Alimente um animal de fazenda&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Colha alguns morangos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jogue varetas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Reconheça cinco espécies diferentes de pássaros&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ache algumas minhocas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ande de bicicleta em uma poça de lama&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça e solte uma pipa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Plante uma árvore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Construa um ninho com grama e gravetos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Encontre dez folhas diferentes no parque&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Faça uma horta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sirva café na cama para seus pais&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fazer uma corrida de obstáculos no jardim &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1668405907672982402?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1668405907672982402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1668405907672982402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1668405907672982402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1668405907672982402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/lista-de-coisas-que-toda-criana-deveria.html' title='lista de coisas que toda criança deveria fazer'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-4665624568806199144</id><published>2007-05-22T11:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T11:21:37.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>As mulheres que lêem e escrevem</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Você acha que ser mulher é fácil?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Só se for agora.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Orgulho-me de ler muito e escrever o que quero. Se fosse a um século atrás, isso seria quase a morte. Leiam esse artigo de Ana Elisa Ribeiro.Principalmente as mulheres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Queimando homens que queimam livros e mulheres (Revista FAPESP 2005)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Percorrendo uma livraria, detive-me na estante de literatura infantil para apreciar as capas de livros dedicados aos pequenos leitores. Impressionada pela beleza de certas obras, resolvi percorrer as estantes de adultos, onde se encontram livros mais belos por dentro do que por fora. Familiarizada com esse tipo de ambiente, não me privei de passar os olhos pelas revistas de vanguarda e nem pelos livros de arte. Subitamente, dei-me conta de que era uma mulher privilegiada. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Pais, esposos e governadores tentaram impedir o acesso das filhas e esposas à leitura, à escrita e ao porte do livro. Sem opção, elas nascem, crescem, se casam e se reproduzem sem poder obter qualquer intimidade com o mundo das letras, de onde, segundo eles, saem grandes perigos que podem transformar uma indefesa mocinha num demônio de saias.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sem pesquisar muito, é fácil lembrar dos romances censurados para mulheres, das leitoras que liam escondido, dos colégios que triavam as obras para moças, dos “clássicos” para meninas e para a boa formação de uma jovem. Além disso, são conhecidas as histórias de loucas transformadas pela leitura, madames Bovarys do cotidiano, e de meninas que iam aos conventos ter a chance de estudar e fugir de casamentos (des)arranjados.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Livros são armas. Livros devem ser incinerados, torrados e moídos. E quanto mais censurados e queimados, mais famosos. E as moças que os liam mereciam castigos e cativeiros. Nada como um bom marido para acalmar os ânimos de uma moça indomável. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Das estantes pululavam à minha frente os romances de cortesãs escritos por José de Alencar. Também nessas obras, ao final, a prostituta bondosa sempre morre tísica, lição inesquecível para moças de bom comportamento.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As mulheres que escreviam, até poucas décadas atrás, deviam assinar pseudônimos masculinos para não correr os riscos de uma perseguição política ou social. E assinar um texto era como expor o colo nas janelas dos sobrados. As marquises adornadas, as pilastras, os pés-direitos altos e as moças de má conduta emprestavam os lábios cor de carmim aos rapazes mais saudáveis da terra. Já as mulheres que liam abraçavam-se aos travesseiros enquanto liam beijos, sonhavam em silêncio com viagens ao redor do mundo e gostariam de completar os parcos estudos antes de se casar. Escondiam os livros de capa dura embaixo do colchão, liam no banheiro e mantinham as portas fechadas enquanto sublinhavam os trechos mais indecentes.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu passeava pelas estantes, ia e vinha sem cerimônia, tocava os volumes e os abria em qualquer página, lia linhas, diagonalmente, tocava a tinta seca com a ponta dos dedos e gostaria de chupá-los. Sentia o timbre das letras dum escritor admirável. Um mineiro, um paulista, um curitibano, um mato-grossense, um amazonense e um poeta baiano. Um contista campista e um sertanejo de letras. E dava falta das mulheres que assinam seus nomes. Quantas serão as moças inéditas? Onde elas escondem seus originais? Quando deixarão de assinar os nomes dos maridos para terem nomes artísticos? A incendiária Clarice. A virgem Adília portuguesa. A falecida Raquel. A pornográfica Hilda. Sei de umas tantas mulheres poetas e contistas e romancistas. Fora as que adiaram suas publicações para comprar o enxoval. E eu desejo muito ler seus livros um dia. Sinto-me, então, num cabaré de dançarinas proibidas. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Impressiono-me com o passado que ainda posso sentir, lembro-me das vozes idosas me dizendo, desde criança, “menina, não leia demais, senão você fica louca e perde a capacidade de ter filhos”. E me organizei para não acreditar nessas lendas. E o que dizer dos editores “todos homens”? São as mulheres leitoras/escritoras que lêem com lápis na mão, bisturi entre os dedos e a história social sobre os ombros. Neste caso, sim, o pretérito.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Maridos, pais e amantes podem ler juntos. Passeando pelas estantes da livraria, lembro-me de que li primeiro uns livros que empresto a Jorge, o marido-escritor. Assim como publiquei antes dele. E por isso nos sentimos tão donos do mesmo jardim. E o cultivamos.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Certo historiador da leitura diz que “a leitura solitária de romances era vista como um perigo para as jovens, e mais ainda para as mulheres casadas, embora a estas fosse permitida uma maior flexibilidade”. Também diz ele que a medicina reforçava que as mulheres tinham o cérebro mais leve que o homem, o que as tornava inaptas para tendências intelectuais. Também a ciência alertava: “Altos níveis de estímulo produzido pela leitura de romances seria prejudicial, causando histeria e perda da fertilidade”. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Mulher que lê, mulher infértil. Fraca, esquálida, feia. O retrato das moças que cursavam Letras: caricatura de menina magricela, míope e mal-amada. As belíssimas modelos, donas-de-casa cobertas de ouro, branquelas estudantes de Literatura. Mas não eram assim as belezas de Clarice e de Virginia. Os narizes pontudos diziam setas. As mãos faziam dardos. E as míopes dispõem de lentes de contato, além do olhar de dentro. É a escrita que vê. É a leitura que alimenta e ilumina.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Emma Bovary tinha consciência. As moças casadas que liam Emma Bovary ganhavam consciência. E o livro era, então, um abismo executor de casamentos. E a proibição da obra de Flaubert tornou-se marketing. E as moças cultas continuaram sua história de solidão, assim como as moças casadas que queriam ler continuaram sua história de guardar livros sob o colchão. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;E onde Adília, Adélia, Clarice e Raquel aprenderam a ler? Numa aldeia portuguesa, no interior de Minas, na Ucrânia, no sertão nordestino? Onde aprenderam a escrever? Onde a coragem de publicar? Na implicância da alma com o mundo, na resistência belíssima dos textos que produziam. Na próxima inquisição, mandaremos queimar os colchões colocados sobre seus papéis e exporemos todas as leituras e todas as almas das mulheres leitoras que lêem. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;hr /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ana Elisa Ribeiro é escritora, autora dos livros de poesia Poesinha e Perversa,&lt;br /&gt;e doutoranda pela Faculdade de Letras da UFMG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-4665624568806199144?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/4665624568806199144/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=4665624568806199144' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RlMyI_qmfDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/45nsuNic06U/s1600-h/dominic2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RlMyI_qmfDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/45nsuNic06U/s320/dominic2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067449135832398898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-1;"&gt;“Onde se &lt;b&gt;queimam livros&lt;/b&gt; cedo ou tarde se &lt;b&gt;queimam homens&lt;/b&gt;.” HEINRICH HEINE&lt;br /&gt;(quadro de pedro Berruguete, no museu do Prado)&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/29714896-2844353286055605915?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/2844353286055605915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=2844353286055605915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/2844353286055605915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/2844353286055605915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/humanidade.html' title='A humanidade'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/RlMyI_qmfDI/AAAAAAAAAHU/45nsuNic06U/s72-c/dominic2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-1248116251841524984</id><published>2007-05-02T18:40:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:40:19.007-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Celine Dion - It's All Coming Back To Me Now (Long Version)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/8toKah_pEPg' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/8toKah_pEPg'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Minha música favorita da Celine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were nights when the wind was so cold&lt;br /&gt;That my body froze in bed&lt;br /&gt;If I just listened to it&lt;br /&gt;Right outside the window&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were days when the sun was so cruel&lt;br /&gt;That all the tears turned to dust&lt;br /&gt;And I just knew my eyes were&lt;br /&gt;Drying up forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished crying in the instant that you left&lt;br /&gt;And I can't remember where or when or how&lt;br /&gt;And I banished every memory you and I had ever made&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when you touch me like this&lt;br /&gt;And you hold me like that&lt;br /&gt;I just have to admit&lt;br /&gt;That it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;When I touch you like this&lt;br /&gt;And I hold you like that&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to believe but&lt;br /&gt;It's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments of gold&lt;br /&gt;And there were flashes of light&lt;br /&gt;There were things I'd never do again&lt;br /&gt;But then they'd always seemed right&lt;br /&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;br /&gt;It was more than any laws allow&lt;br /&gt;Baby Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I kiss you like this&lt;br /&gt;And if you whisper like that&lt;br /&gt;It was lost long ago&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;If you want me like this&lt;br /&gt;And if you need me like that&lt;br /&gt;It was dead long ago&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;It's so hard to resist&lt;br /&gt;And it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can barely recall&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were those empty threats and hollow lies&lt;br /&gt;And whenever you tried to hurt me&lt;br /&gt;I just hurt you even worse&lt;br /&gt;And so much deeper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were hours that just went on for days&lt;br /&gt;When alone at last we'd count up all the chances&lt;br /&gt;That were lost to us forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you were history with the slamming of the door&lt;br /&gt;And I made myself so strong again somehow&lt;br /&gt;And I never wasted any of my time on you since then&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I touch you like this&lt;br /&gt;And if you kiss me like that&lt;br /&gt;It was so long ago&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;If you touch me like this&lt;br /&gt;And if I kiss you like that&lt;br /&gt;It was gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back, it's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were moments of gold&lt;br /&gt;And there were flashes of light&lt;br /&gt;There were things we'd never do again&lt;br /&gt;But then they'd always seemed right&lt;br /&gt;There were nights of endless pleasure&lt;br /&gt;It was more than all your laws allow&lt;br /&gt;Baby, Baby, Baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you touch me like this&lt;br /&gt;And when you hold me like that&lt;br /&gt;It was gone with the wind&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you see me like this&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you like that&lt;br /&gt;Then we see what we want to see&lt;br /&gt;All coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;The flesh and the fantasies&lt;br /&gt;All coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can barely recall&lt;br /&gt;But it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you forgive me all this&lt;br /&gt;If I forgive you all that&lt;br /&gt;We forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;And it's all coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;When you see me like this&lt;br /&gt;And when I see you like that&lt;br /&gt;We see just what we want to see&lt;br /&gt;All coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;The flesh and the fantasies&lt;br /&gt;All coming back to me&lt;br /&gt;I can barely recall but it's all coming back to me now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;And when you kiss me like this&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;And when I touch you like that&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;If you do it like this&lt;br /&gt;(It's all coming back to me now)&lt;br /&gt;And if we...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1248116251841524984?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1248116251841524984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1248116251841524984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1248116251841524984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/1248116251841524984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/05/celine-dion-it-all-coming-back-to-me.html' title='Celine Dion - It&amp;#39;s All Coming Back To Me Now (Long Version)'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-2220035290766540993</id><published>2007-05-02T18:29:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T18:29:58.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Rihanna Unfaithful</title><content type='html'>&lt;div xmlns='http://www.w3.org/1999/xhtml'&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/BKWQ6D4VuOY' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/BKWQ6D4VuOY'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Unfaithful"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Story of my life&lt;br /&gt;Searching for the right&lt;br /&gt;But it keeps avoiding me&lt;br /&gt;Sorrow in my soul&lt;br /&gt;Cause it seems that wrong&lt;br /&gt;Really loves my company&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's more than a man&lt;br /&gt;And this is more than love&lt;br /&gt;The reason that the sky is blue&lt;br /&gt;The clouds are rolling in&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm gone again&lt;br /&gt;And to him I just can't be true&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;A murderer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel it in the air&lt;br /&gt;As I'm doing my hair&lt;br /&gt;Preparing for another day&lt;br /&gt;A kiss up on my cheek&lt;br /&gt;He's here reluctantly&lt;br /&gt;As if I'm gonna be out late&lt;br /&gt;I say I won't be long&lt;br /&gt;Just hanging with the girls&lt;br /&gt;A lie I didn't have to tell&lt;br /&gt;Because we both know&lt;br /&gt;Where I'm about to go&lt;br /&gt;And we know it very well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause I know that he knows I'm unfaithful&lt;br /&gt;And it kills him inside&lt;br /&gt;To know that I am happy with some other guy&lt;br /&gt;I can see him dying&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;A murderer done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Love, his trust&lt;br /&gt;I might as well take a gun and put it to his head&lt;br /&gt;Get it over with&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this&lt;br /&gt;Anymore (anymore)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna do this anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be the reason why&lt;br /&gt;Everytime I walk out the door&lt;br /&gt;I see him die a little more inside&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt him anymore&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna take away his life&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be...&lt;br /&gt;A murderer (a murderer)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-2220035290766540993?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/2220035290766540993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=2220035290766540993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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height='350' width='425'&gt;&lt;param value='http://youtube.com/v/cESTYI0shv4' name='movie'&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed height='350' width='425' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://youtube.com/v/cESTYI0shv4'&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've often wondered if there's&lt;br /&gt;Ever been a perfect family&lt;br /&gt;I've always longed for undividedness&lt;br /&gt;And sought stability&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A flower taught me how to pray&lt;br /&gt;But as I grew, that flower changed&lt;br /&gt;She started flailing in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Like golden petals scattering&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 1:&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;And I wish there was a way&lt;br /&gt;For me to trust you&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts me every time&lt;br /&gt;I try to touch you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I miss you dandelion&lt;br /&gt;And even love you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gravitated towards a patriarch&lt;br /&gt;So young predictably&lt;br /&gt;I was resigned to spend my life&lt;br /&gt;With a maze of misery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boy and a girl befriended me&lt;br /&gt;We're bonded through despondency&lt;br /&gt;I stayed so long but finally&lt;br /&gt;I fled to save my sanity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 2:&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;And I hope you realize&lt;br /&gt;l'll always love you&lt;br /&gt;And although you're struggling&lt;br /&gt;You will recover&lt;br /&gt;And I miss you little sis and&lt;br /&gt;Little brother&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many I considered&lt;br /&gt;Closest to me&lt;br /&gt;Turned on a dime and sold me&lt;br /&gt;Out dutifully&lt;br /&gt;Although that knife was chipping&lt;br /&gt;Away at me&lt;br /&gt;They turned their eyes away and&lt;br /&gt;Went home to sleep ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHORUS 3:&lt;br /&gt;And I missed a lot of life&lt;br /&gt;But l'II recover&lt;br /&gt;Though I know you really like&lt;br /&gt;To see me suffer&lt;br /&gt;Still I wish that you and I'd&lt;br /&gt;Forgive each other&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I miss you, Valentine&lt;br /&gt;And really loved you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really loved you -&lt;br /&gt;I tried so hard&lt;br /&gt;But you drove me away&lt;br /&gt;To preserve my sanity -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I found the strength to break away&lt;br /&gt;Fly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-1047756338883321117?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/1047756338883321117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=1047756338883321117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/1600/814383/DSCN0783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/320/401530/DSCN0783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lindas!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116964300342281155?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116964300342281155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116964300342281155' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116964300342281155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma virada de ano no Opera House.&lt;br /&gt;A queima de fogos foi incrivel, lindo demais!!!&lt;br /&gt;Que 2007 seja um ano de paz, saude, sucesso e amor pra todo mundo!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116809278747764392?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116809278747764392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116809278747764392' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116809278747764392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116809278747764392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2007/01/mais-uma-virada-de-ano-no-opera-house.html' title=''/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116646981518095053</id><published>2006-12-18T11:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T11:23:35.226-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O quebra-nozes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/379956/quebra.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/870672/quebra.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quarta -feira eu fui assistir ao Quebra-Nozes.É muito lindo para quem gosta de balé clássico. O espetáculo é bem longo e as crianças mais elétricas não aguentam o tranco.&lt;br /&gt;De qualquer modo, vale a pena. É uma super produção brasileira, não imaginava que pudesse ser investido tanto dinheiro em um espetáculo que ficasse tão pouco tempo em cartaz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leia um comentário a respeito da história.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A criação de "O Quebra Nozes" foi inspirada em uma adaptação  francesa de um trecho do conto Nussknacker und Mauserkonig (Quebra-Nozes e o Rei  dos Camundongos), de Hoffmann. Tchaikovsky se encantou com as colorações  sinistras e fantásticas que envolvem a história e compôs a música para o ballet.  O resultado é uma obra repleta de fantasia e romantismo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encenado em dois  atos, o balé conta a fantasia de Clara, uma menina que na noite de Natal ganha  muitos presentes, mas se encanta de uma maneira especial por um deles, um boneco  quebra-nozes. Quando todos vão dormir, Clara vai à sala para brincar com seu  novo presente adormece e entra no mundo da fantasia. Os brinquedos ganham vida,  dançam, lutam, viajam para O Reino das Neves e Reino dos Doces, onde Clara e seu  príncipe são homenageados com danças típicas de vários países e com um gracioso  pas-de-deux da Fada Açucarada."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116646981518095053?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116646981518095053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116646981518095053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116646981518095053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116646981518095053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/o-quebra-nozes.html' title='O quebra-nozes'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116639280443214746</id><published>2006-12-17T13:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T10:11:09.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Natal!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/1600/842871/DSCN4500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/320/438156/DSCN4500.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Feliz Natal pra todos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116639280443214746?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116639280443214746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116639280443214746' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116639280443214746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116639280443214746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/feliz-natal.html' title='Feliz Natal!!!'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116596332031137170</id><published>2006-12-12T14:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-13T09:52:20.066-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadê a minha paz que estava aqui?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/312555/10_donna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/86626/10_donna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Violência.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Segundo o Houaiss, violência é a “ação          ou efeito de violentar, de empregar força física (contra          alguém ou algo) ou intimidação moral contra (alguém);          ato violento, crueldade, força”.&lt;br /&gt;Heje sofri uma tentativa de assalto por uma criança. Bobeira minha, andando com aquela frestinha de vidro aberto, sabe? Mas foi assim que aconteceu...&lt;br /&gt;Ele chega no vidro do meu carro e diz:&lt;br /&gt;-Me passa toda tua grana senão vou te furar!(houaiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: empregar força física -contra          alguém ou algo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Vi que era um blefe, não tinha nada com ele que pudesse ferir meu físico. Ele estava jogando os dados.&lt;br /&gt;Joguei os meus. Alcancei uma pinça, aquela para tirar sombramcelha, e disse.&lt;br /&gt;- A&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;h é? então eu te furo primeiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;(houaiss&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:100%;"  &gt;: empregar força física -contra          alguém ou algo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:100%;" &gt;Ele recolheu seus dedinhos sujos, assustado. Fechei o vidro e buzinei. Ele fugiu.Eu tinha ganho a aposta.&lt;br /&gt;Será que ganhei mesmo ao responder violência com violência?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sabia que mal ele não ia me fazer. Que mal será que ele fará ao próximo que ele tentar assaltar, agora mais preparado?&lt;br /&gt;E ele poderia não estar sozinho, não é?&lt;br /&gt;Fazer o que, agora? Lição aprendida.&lt;br /&gt;Vou até a delegacia para dar parte do meu sossego que foi roubado.&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/29714896-116596332031137170?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116596332031137170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116596332031137170' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116596332031137170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116596332031137170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/cad-minha-paz-que-estava-aqui_12.html' title='Cadê a minha paz que estava aqui?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116594879349800700</id><published>2006-12-12T09:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:39:54.206-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Brazilians or Canadians?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/438511/aranhas2006_1123%28076%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/747013/aranhas2006_1123%28076%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live in the same country, same city. But we hadn´t met until we went abroad. Where?&lt;br /&gt;Toronto is the place.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God I had the chance to meet people just like you, guys!&lt;br /&gt;This picture was taken at Andre´s birthday party.&lt;br /&gt;Wanna see U all again!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116594879349800700?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116594879349800700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116594879349800700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116594879349800700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116594879349800700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/brazilians-or-canadians.html' title='Brazilians or Canadians?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116586536508886620</id><published>2006-12-11T11:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-11T11:29:25.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rua do Livro</title><content type='html'>Em mais uma tentativa de popularizar a leitura (ou seria impulsionar a venda de livros somente?) a Prefeitura da cidade de São Paulo criou a Rua do Livro.&lt;br /&gt;Segundo a Secretaria da Cultura essa rua é"...&lt;span style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica;"&gt;um espaço cultural que privilegiará o incentivo à leitura para o maior público possível, independente da classe social e faixa etária. Ao mesmo tempo, irá servir de apoio aos sebos e editoras de pequeno e médio porte, que poderão comercializar seus livros a preços populares nas tendas montadas no local."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/204514/ruadolivro_interna.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/415815/ruadolivro_interna.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse espaço foi inaugurado no último sábado, dia 9, e ainda não tive a oportunidade de visitar. Mas quando tiver, digo se esses preços estão realmente populares.&lt;br /&gt;Sejam quais forem as verdadeiras intenções, ainda é uma iniciativa muito válida, ainda mais nesse momento no qual a Língua Portuguesa vem sendo esquecida, ultrajada e  destratada pela população em geral, inclusive por mim.&lt;br /&gt;Ler ou não ler, questão de opção.&lt;br /&gt;Mais infomações de horários e localização, clique &lt;a href="http://www.cultura.sp.gov.br/portal/site/SEC/menuitem.764c9920d8b49e5934aae2a5c19714a0/?vgnextoid=e2bccff2c095f010VgnVCM1000004c03c80aRCRD&amp;amp;vgnextchannel=338afbe356338010VgnVCM1000001c79410aRCRD"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116586536508886620?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116586536508886620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116586536508886620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116586536508886620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116586536508886620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/rua-do-livro.html' title='Rua do Livro'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116569352824435882</id><published>2006-12-09T11:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T11:45:28.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ela dança....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/831957/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/710940/collage.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;A dança? Não é movimento,&lt;br /&gt;súbito gesto musical&lt;br /&gt;É concentração, num momento,&lt;br /&gt;da humana graça natural.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt; No solo não, no éter pairamos,&lt;br /&gt;nele amaríamos ficar.&lt;br /&gt;A dança - não vento nos ramos:&lt;br /&gt;seiva, força, perene estar.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt; Um estar entre céu e chão,&lt;br /&gt;novo domínio conquistado,&lt;br /&gt;onde busque nossa paixão&lt;br /&gt;libertar-se por todo lado...&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt; Onde a alma possa descrever&lt;br /&gt;suas mais divinas parábolas&lt;br /&gt;sem fugir a forma do ser,&lt;br /&gt;por sobre o mistério das fábulas.&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);" &gt;&lt;i&gt;Viola de bolso(1950-1967)&lt;br /&gt;Carlos Drummond de Andrade&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116569352824435882?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116569352824435882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116569352824435882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116569352824435882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116569352824435882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/ela-dana.html' title='Ela dança....'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116559668004086326</id><published>2006-12-08T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T08:58:40.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu jeito de ver o mundo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/85984/grilo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/177139/grilo.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O que será que pensa este pequenino grilo?&lt;br /&gt;O que será que ele sente? O que será que ele é capaz de sentir?&lt;br /&gt;O mundo dele é tão maior que o meu.&lt;br /&gt;De que tamanho é o seu mundo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, que importa? Esse pobre animalzinho está morto mesmo... Essa foto foi montada quando ele não mais vivia. Morreu antes de ficar famoso (o que é bem normal).&lt;br /&gt;Dê mais valor ao que você sente e menos ao que você vê.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nhm.ac.uk/visit-us/whats-on/temporary-exhibitions/wpy/Competition/"&gt;Shell Wildlife Photographer of the year&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crédito da foto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times,serif;font-size:78%;"&gt;Satoshi Kuribayashi&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/29714896-116559668004086326?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116559668004086326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116559668004086326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116559668004086326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116559668004086326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/meu-jeito-de-ver-o-mundo.html' title='Meu jeito de ver o mundo...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116550724516849559</id><published>2006-12-07T07:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T09:00:53.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Plantão Gramatical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/678177/d%3F%3Fvida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 313px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/959874/d%3F%3Fvida.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você já teve alguma dúvida gramatical bem no meio da tarde, ao digitar um e-mail importante?&lt;br /&gt;Será que eu uso esse ou este? É maior do que ou maior que? Cebola é com "s" ou "ç"? Tá bom, a situação não está tão grave assim. Mas caso você seja acometido por uma dúvida terrível, você já tem a quem recorrer.&lt;br /&gt;A Prefeitura de Jundiaí disponibilizou um serviço GRATUITO chamado "Plantão Gramatical".&lt;br /&gt;Através de telefone ou e-mail, você pode fazer perguntas a professores de Língua Portuguesa.&lt;br /&gt;Eu testei e aprovei. A ligação foi atendida rapidamente e uma professora esclareceu minhas dúvidas rapidamente.&lt;br /&gt;Este serviço começou a ser prestado em 1999.&lt;br /&gt;Quer tentar?&lt;br /&gt;Telefone: (0xx11) 4587-7544 e (0xx11) 4587-7545&lt;br /&gt;e-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:plantao@jundiai.sp.gov.br"&gt;plantao@jundiai.sp.gov.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jundiai.sp.gov.br/PMJSITE/portal.nsf/V03.02/sme_plantaoGramatical?OpenDocument"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116550724516849559?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116550724516849559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116550724516849559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116550724516849559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116550724516849559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/planto-gramatical.html' title='Plantão Gramatical'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116526069868537489</id><published>2006-12-04T11:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T20:59:28.620-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tim Hortons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/1600/809317/timhortons.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/2497/3173/320/780754/timhortons.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tá, eu não poderia deixar de comentar isso:&lt;br /&gt;Tim Hortons: mais que um donuts, uma experiência gustativa!&lt;br /&gt;Sinto saudades do strawberry with vanilla...Volto lá só para comer um.&lt;br /&gt;Bom, só um detalhe: no meu ultimo dia, no aeroporto de Toronto, resolvi comprar meu ultimo donuts. Aí, Estava com ele na mão quando passei pela área de segurança. O que acontece? O maldito do guardinha joga meu donuts no lixo. Resultado: ele vai passar 2milhões de anos no inferno! Praga minha, é claro....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116526069868537489?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116526069868537489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116526069868537489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116526069868537489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116526069868537489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/tim-hortons.html' title='Tim Hortons'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116526022207030046</id><published>2006-12-04T11:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T11:23:42.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>E aí? O que há de novo?</title><content type='html'>Hummmm&lt;br /&gt;Bom, faz um tempo que eu não tiro fotos, estou dando um descanço para a guerreira, depois de mais de 4 mil fotos no Canadá. E por que não posto nenhuma dessas 4 mil aqui?&lt;br /&gt;Ah, porque sempre que eu posto estou no trabalho, então não tenho acesso a nenhuma delas....Tsc, tsc...Que relaxo, né?&lt;br /&gt;Mas retomarei a seção de dicas do que fazer nesta cidade e neste mundo...&lt;br /&gt;Bjos a todos&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116526022207030046?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116526022207030046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116526022207030046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116526022207030046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116526022207030046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/12/e-o-que-h-de-novo.html' title='E aí? O que há de novo?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116424054509340142</id><published>2006-11-22T16:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:09:05.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/1600/868463/DSCN4119.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/320/76047/DSCN4119.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; imagina ser aquele pescador???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116424054509340142?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116424054509340142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116424054509340142' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116424054509340142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116424054509340142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/11/australia.html' title='Australia'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116424039285088819</id><published>2006-11-22T16:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T16:06:32.850-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dirigindo na Australia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/1600/28216/DSCN4038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/320/726890/DSCN4038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do lado contrario...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116424039285088819?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116424039285088819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116424039285088819' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116424039285088819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116424039285088819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/11/dirigindo-na-australia.html' title='Dirigindo na Australia'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116423994949310259</id><published>2006-11-22T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T15:59:09.500-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Woologong</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/1600/468408/DSCN4082.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5661/3219/320/260613/DSCN4082.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um desses lugares lindos que tem por aqui...&lt;br /&gt;beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116423994949310259?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116423994949310259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116423994949310259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116423994949310259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116423994949310259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/11/woologong.html' title='Woologong'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116412510366173479</id><published>2006-11-21T08:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T04:40:20.220-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente...</title><content type='html'>Voltei  a postar....&lt;br /&gt;Deposi de um limbo, vou voltar a escancarar minha vida para todos!hihihihi&lt;br /&gt;Saudades da vida que eu levava, saudades da vida que vou levar. Saudade é o melhor sentimento do mundo, te faz lembrar que existe algum lugar no mundo que você pode chamar de lar....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116412510366173479?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116412510366173479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116412510366173479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116412510366173479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116412510366173479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/11/finalmente.html' title='Finalmente...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116251691908692655</id><published>2006-11-02T17:18:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T17:21:59.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>There is no place like home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/DSCN3882.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/DSCN3882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esses dois sao a razao do meu viver!&lt;br /&gt;Morro de saudades!!!&lt;br /&gt;Amo vcs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116251691908692655?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116251691908692655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116251691908692655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116251691908692655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116251691908692655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/11/there-is-no-place-like-home.html' title='There is no place like home'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116183398748828705</id><published>2006-10-25T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T20:39:47.496-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Essa eh minha amiga Carol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/amigaCarol.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/amigaCarol.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Se tem bigodes de foca&lt;br /&gt;Nariz de tamanduá&lt;br /&gt;Parece mesmo estranho, heim!&lt;br /&gt;Também um bico de pato&lt;br /&gt;E um jeitão de sabiá&lt;br /&gt;Mas se é amigo&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa mudar&lt;br /&gt;E é tão lindo&lt;br /&gt;Deixa assim como está&lt;br /&gt;E eu adoro, adoro&lt;br /&gt;Difícil é a gente explicar&lt;br /&gt;Que é tão lindo.&lt;br /&gt;Se tem bigodes de foca&lt;br /&gt;Nariz de tamanduá E orelhas de camelo, né tio!&lt;br /&gt;Mas se é amigo de fato&lt;br /&gt;A gente deixa como ele está&lt;br /&gt;É tão lindo, não precisa mudar&lt;br /&gt;É tão lindo é tão bom de se gostar&lt;br /&gt;E eu adoro&lt;br /&gt;É claro&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116183398748828705?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116183398748828705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116183398748828705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116183398748828705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116183398748828705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/10/essa-eh-minha-amiga-carol.html' title='Essa eh minha amiga Carol'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116033516856643305</id><published>2006-10-08T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T18:47:12.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu e a Gabrielle</title><content type='html'>Essa e a Gabrielle, ela fez um ano e aqui estavamos&lt;br /&gt; na primeira festa de aniversario dela , muito&lt;br /&gt;divertido, a familia inteira sao jamaicanos,&lt;br /&gt;super alegres &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCN0499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 245px" height="271" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCN0499.jpg" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Pra quem nao sabe, eu sou a&lt;br /&gt;nanny, rssss... vou sentir falta logo lgo, pois em novembro estarei me demitindo, vou subir de cargo..... eeeeeee, I hope!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116033516856643305?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116033516856643305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116033516856643305' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116033516856643305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116033516856643305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/10/eu-e-gabrielle.html' title='Eu e a Gabrielle'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-116033446356423948</id><published>2006-10-08T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:07:43.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Com a familia em Nova Yorque</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCN0569.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCN0569.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Querida Carol e Fabiola, estou morrendo de saudades, desculpe pela demora, preciso voltar a modernidade, rssss. Bom espero que a fabiola esteja fazendo uma otima viagem pelo Brasil, a Carol no Canada e eu por aqui nos USA, essa foto eh da semana passada qdo fui visitar a familia do Paul em NY, alias talvez a gente se mude praqueles lados em Dezembro. A menininha eh a nossa sobrinha Cecelia, uma graca... Eu adoro todos eles, estou super feliz.   Vcs precisam vir me visitar aqui em DC, espero que logo. Um beijao meninas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-116033446356423948?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/116033446356423948/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=116033446356423948' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116033446356423948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/116033446356423948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/10/com-familia-em-nova-yorque.html' title='Com a familia em Nova Yorque'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115741860207613668</id><published>2006-09-04T18:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T18:10:02.090-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Circu du Soleil, Varekai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/DSCN3318.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/DSCN3318.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/DSCN3315.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/DSCN3300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/DSCN3300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"People are amazing creatures"&lt;br /&gt;Otimo, perfeito, maravilhoso, tudo de bom!!!&lt;br /&gt;Se tiverem a chance vao assistir, vale cada centavo.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115741860207613668?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115741860207613668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115741860207613668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115741860207613668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115741860207613668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/09/circu-du-soleil-varekai.html' title='Circu du Soleil, Varekai'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115615123137506627</id><published>2006-08-21T01:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T10:33:24.536-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensa num final de semana perfeito...</title><content type='html'>... pensou?&lt;br /&gt;Eh assim que posso descrever esse final de semana que passou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente conheci a neve. Fui com uns amigos pras montanhas esquiar, viajamos 6 horas, mas valeu muito a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Snowboard eh muiiiito bom, nao sei nem como explicar.&lt;br /&gt;Eh obvio que cai muito, demais ate. Mas quem me conhece sabe que adoro uma aventura e nao desisto facil nao. Depois de um tempo peguei o jeito e me dei super bem, ate me surpreendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um item riscado da minha lista: "Sonhos a realizar".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai vai umas fotinhos pra registrar o momento.&lt;br /&gt;Quem quiser ver mais eh soh clicar no link: Fotos Fabiola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Snow%20(33).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/Snow%20%2833%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Snow%20(35).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/Snow%20%2835%29.jpg" 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/29714896-115615123137506627?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115615123137506627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115615123137506627' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115615123137506627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115615123137506627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/pensa-num-final-de-semana-perfeito.html' title='Pensa num final de semana perfeito...'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115590563808608843</id><published>2006-08-18T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T05:53:58.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1596.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1596.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A mais recente foto que tenho da Biola!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bjos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115590563808608843?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115590563808608843/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115590563808608843' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115590563808608843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115590563808608843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/mais-recente-foto-que-tenho-da.html' title=''/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115590517597782714</id><published>2006-08-18T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T13:00:27.023-07:00</updated><title type='text'>News from Canada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi!!!&lt;br /&gt;Aqui em Toronto estou conhecendo uma porcao de lugares bem bacanas, mas jah elegi meu favorito ...&lt;br /&gt;Tem um lugar bem proximo ao lago que dah para refrescar os pes!&lt;br /&gt;E o sol estah de matar!&lt;br /&gt;Bjos a todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115590517597782714?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115590517597782714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115590517597782714' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115590517597782714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115590517597782714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/news-from-canada.html' title='News from Canada'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115530280047952861</id><published>2006-08-11T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T04:25:18.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Viagem Carol!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/card-friends-forever.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/card-friends-forever.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que nao estou ai presente pra te acompanhar nessa hora tao importante... mas estou presente de coracao, viu.&lt;br /&gt;Pode contar comigo sempre, nao importa onde estejamos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico muito feliz por estar realizando esse sonho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero que me conte todos os detalhes, nao vejo a hora de vc chegar la!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando eu estava vindo pra Australia vc me dedicou uma musica que nunca vou esquecer, agora eh sua vez de ir e minha vez de te dedicar essa musica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Phil Collins&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"You'll Be In My Heart"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Come stop your crying&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It will be all right&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just take my hand &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hold it tight &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will protect you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from all around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For one so small,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;you seem so strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;My arms will hold you,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;keep you safe and warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This bond between us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Can't be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be here&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't you cry &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From this day on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what they say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be here in my heart, always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why can't they understand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the way we feel&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They just don't trust&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;what they can't explain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know we're different but,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;deep inside us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're not that different at all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From this day on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Don't listen to them&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause what do they know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We need each other,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to have, to hold&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They'll see in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;When destiny calls you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You must be strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I may not be with you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But you've got to hold on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;They'll see in time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We'll show them together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'Cause you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Yes, you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From this day on,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now and forever more &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No matter what they say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You'll be in my heart, always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Boa Viagem Carol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que Deus te acompanhe sempre!!!&lt;br /&gt;Torci muito por vc.&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115530280047952861?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115530280047952861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115530280047952861' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115530280047952861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115530280047952861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/boa-viagem-carol.html' title='Boa Viagem Carol!!!'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115509459402078579</id><published>2006-08-08T20:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T11:53:51.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fotos</title><content type='html'>Atualizei minhas fotos no multiply, quem quiser ver eh soh entrar nesse link: &lt;a href="http://fabiolarodrigues.multiply.com/photos" target="_blank"&gt;http://fabiolarodrigues.multiply.com/photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou mais facil ainda, vai aqui do lado e clica em Fotos Fabiola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos Meninas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115509459402078579?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115509459402078579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115509459402078579' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115509459402078579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115509459402078579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/fotos.html' title='Fotos'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115508212021004692</id><published>2006-08-08T17:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T17:08:42.393-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu aniversario</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/foto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/400/foto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, sei que fiquei um tempao sem aparecer por aqui, mas resolvi contar como foi passar o aniversario longe de casa...&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de nao estar perto da minha familia e dos meus amigos, nada me faltou aqui. Gracas a Deus, tive muita sorte porque Deus colocou no meu caminho otimas pessoas. A familia que me acolheu aqui me trata realmente como se fosse parte da familia e os meus amigos sao simplesmente maravilhosos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabado a noite fomos pra uma baladinha na city, com direito a pre aquecimento e tudo na casa dos meninos.&lt;br /&gt;E domingo, dia 30, foi mais especial ainda. A tarde a Izabel me chamou pra almocar e quando chego la, uma surpresa, feijoada com direito a caipirinha e brigadeiro de sobremesa, ela e o Mauricio passaram a manha inteira cozinhando, tadinhos. Mas eu simplesmente amei!!!&lt;br /&gt;A noite a familia aqui fez um churrasco de aniversario, veio toda a familia e meus amigos. Foi muito bom, tive ate bolo com velinhas e tudo. Sem contar os presentes que tambem adorei todos, um mais especial que o outro.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei como agradecer por tudo isso, foi uma coisa simplesmente inesquecivel, gracas a Deus ninguem deixou a desejar! rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A unica parte chata de estar longe eh que as pessoas nao te ligam... Acho que por ser caro, pelo fuso, e por ser do outro lado do mundo, nao recebi nenhuma ligacao de nenhum amigo meu do Brasil. Soh minha familia linda e minha irma dos EUA. Soh que ao contrario do que eu era antigamente, nao fiquei chateada, nao fiquei pq entendo que estou longe, mas tenho certeza que as pessoas nao deixaram de gostar de mim e nem de serem meus amigos, e todos eles continuam aqui guardados no meu coracao, pra sempre!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol, obrigada pela homenagem no blog e pela musica viu! Adorei!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To feliz, de verdade! E fui muito feliz no meu aniversario tambem. Gracas a Deus so tenho pessoas especiais na minha vida!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115508212021004692?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115508212021004692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115508212021004692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115508212021004692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115508212021004692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/08/meu-aniversario.html' title='Meu aniversario'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439795002870743</id><published>2006-07-31T18:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T05:29:29.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mairaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/maira.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa aó do meu desenho tão caprichado é a Maira, minha amigona que eu não vejo há um tempão, por isso não tenho uma foto atual dela. Por isso fiz essa "foto" aí.&lt;br /&gt;Má, te adoro, viu?&lt;br /&gt;Bjo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439795002870743?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439795002870743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439795002870743' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439795002870743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439795002870743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/mairaaa.html' title='Mairaaa'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439720039375956</id><published>2006-07-31T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T10:06:56.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Paintball</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0042.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0042.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse jogo deveria se chamar: Dor em forma de bolinhas de tinta! Dói muito...Estou parecendo um dálmata de tantas manchinhas roxas em meu corpo. Tá bom, tá bom, eu sou chata e fraquinha, por isso estou resmungando. Mas o jogo é emocionante e por incrível que pareça, mexe mesmo com nosso instinto de sobrevivência.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439720039375956?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439720039375956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439720039375956' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439720039375956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439720039375956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/paintball.html' title='Paintball'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439667289406565</id><published>2006-07-31T18:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:44:32.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0071.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0069.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0069.jpg" 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;Outro lugar bacana que eu gostaria de indicar é a "Casa do Espeto". Localizada na Zona Norte (pertinho de casa hihihihi), essa "Casa" oferece diversos tipos de espetos, quentes, frios, vegetarianos e doces. Meu destaque vai para o espeto de banana coberto com chocolate. Tão bom que até dá  raiva. O preço? Razoável. O ambiente é bem bacana, mas é melhor aparecer lá em dias quentes.&lt;br /&gt;A moça linda aí da foto é minha "pefessola" (Lissandra, 2005) de jazz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439667289406565?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439667289406565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439667289406565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439667289406565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439667289406565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/outro-lugar-bacana-que-eu-gostaria-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439590355501876</id><published>2006-07-31T18:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:31:43.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/1247175654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/1247175654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;No dia 23 de julho, acompanhada da Deia e da Dinda (Alice) fui ao festival do Japão.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Foi bem legal. Além do evento ter uma porção de atrações interessantes, ele tinha é uma porção de brindes que nós, agindo praticamente como "As Panteras" , conseguimos quase todos, menos a maldita bola do Itaú.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Agora, quem quiser ir, só no ano que vem.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Por que vale a pena? Pela oportunidade de ver coisas muito diferentes, comer coisas deliciosas e ganhar muitos brindes!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bjos&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: A foto foi tirada do site &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.festivaldojapao.com.br"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.festivaldojapao.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439590355501876?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439590355501876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439590355501876' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439590355501876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439590355501876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-dia-23-de-julho-acompanhada-da-deia.html' title=''/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439545731986741</id><published>2006-07-31T18:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:24:17.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonsai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0018.jpg" 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;Sábado acompanhei meu namorado a um passeio com seus amigos da aula de bonsai. Fomos a um produtor de shimpako, que é um tipo de pinheirinho chinês, bastante utilizado para fazer bonsais.&lt;br /&gt;Como não sei fazer bonsais fiquei é tirando fotos. A flor acima é uma magnólia. Maravilhosa, né?&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439545731986741?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439545731986741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439545731986741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439545731986741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439545731986741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/bonsai.html' title='Bonsai'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439494625188067</id><published>2006-07-31T18:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:15:46.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0030.jpg" 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;No aniversário de casamento de meus pais, fomos a um restaurante chamado Praça São Lourenço. O Lugar é muuuuuito lindo, muito romântico, um clima excelente.&lt;br /&gt;A comida é nota dez, o atendimento é nota onze. Quem tiver disposto a gastar um pouquinho mais (aprox. 50 reais por pessoa) vale a pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439494625188067?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439494625188067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439494625188067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439494625188067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439494625188067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/no-aniversrio-de-casamento-de-meus.html' title=''/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115439402543108936</id><published>2006-07-31T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T18:00:25.600-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comida Mexicana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/aniver0010.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/aniver0010.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Eu e o meu amigo Cezar fomos até um restaurante chamado Yucatan, que fica na Juscelino Kubistchek.&lt;br /&gt;Esse restaurante serve comida mexicana abrasileirada. Não é ruim , mas não é a melhor comida mexicana que já comi. Pedimos o rodízio. Comida gorda e farta. Ideal para os momentos de muuuuuita fome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor mesmo foi a companhia!&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115439402543108936?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115439402543108936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115439402543108936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439402543108936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115439402543108936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/comida-mexicana.html' title='Comida Mexicana!'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115437657927201826</id><published>2006-07-31T12:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T13:09:39.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns, Biola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/182144815_0350ddc4d6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/182144815_0350ddc4d6.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, enquanto você não conta para nós como foi seu aniversário, aqui está uma homenagem para você!&lt;br /&gt;Um bolinho cheio de granulados e velinhas!&lt;br /&gt;Para você, dedico esta música, cantada por Carole King.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You´ve got a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you're down and troubled&lt;br /&gt;And you need some loving care&lt;br /&gt;And nothing, nothing is going right&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes and think of me&lt;br /&gt;And soon I will be there&lt;br /&gt;To brighten up even your darkest night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the sky above you&lt;br /&gt;Grows dark and full of clouds&lt;br /&gt;And that old north wind begins to blow&lt;br /&gt;Keep your head together&lt;br /&gt;And call my name out loud&lt;br /&gt;Soon you'll hear me knocking at your door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it good to know that you've got a friend&lt;br /&gt;When people can be so cold&lt;br /&gt;They'll hurt you, and desert you&lt;br /&gt;And take your soul if you let them&lt;br /&gt;Oh, but don't you let them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just call out my name&lt;br /&gt;And you know wherever I am&lt;br /&gt;I'll come running to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Winter, spring, summer or fall&lt;br /&gt;All you have to do is call&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be there&lt;br /&gt;You've got a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115437657927201826?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115437657927201826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115437657927201826' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115437657927201826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115437657927201826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/parabns-biola.html' title='Parabéns, Biola'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115352716876284077</id><published>2006-07-21T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T09:38:45.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casa dos smurfs</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 194px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1420.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 241px; height: 181px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1425.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 239px; height: 179px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1427.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa são umas fotos de um cogumelo (tá bom, tá bom.... um corpo de frutificação) que eu tirei e que eu achei legal....Só queria compartilhar com vocês.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115352716876284077?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115352716876284077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115352716876284077' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352716876284077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352716876284077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/casa-dos-smurfs.html' title='Casa dos smurfs'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115352677768177379</id><published>2006-07-21T17:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:06:17.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Banana prá vocês</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1412.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Que lindo cacho de bananas... Ok, não está tão lindo assim, mas estas oito bananinhas são as primeiras que a bananeira lá do sítio produziu! Depois de uns quase 5 anos!&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se elas vão terminar de se desenvolver, mas já estou bem contente!&lt;br /&gt;Ai, a vida...Que fascinante!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115352677768177379?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115352677768177379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115352677768177379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352677768177379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352677768177379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/banana-pr-vocs.html' title='Banana prá vocês'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115352645290881913</id><published>2006-07-21T16:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T17:00:52.916-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa Julina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSCF1397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSCF1397.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eba!&lt;br /&gt;Julho é tempo de festa...junina!?!&lt;br /&gt;Brasileiro sabe como é, adora festa, não importa nem quando, nem onde. Se fosse posível, teríamos por ano uns três carnavais.&lt;br /&gt;Tá eu sei que nem todo mundo é fã de carnaval, então, pode pensar em mais feriados prolongados.&lt;br /&gt;Essa festa Junina foi lá no clube da Porta do Sol. E eu me diverti bastante. Pesquei, joguei argolas, brinquei no touro mecânico e até Xuxa eu dancei.&lt;br /&gt;Para quem desconhece a origem destes festejos, eu dei uma pequena pesquisada. Vai aí um pequeno trecho que encontrei.&lt;br /&gt;"É verdade que os nordestinos é que fazem o melhor São João, mas não pense que foram eles os inventores dessa comemoração. Só para se ter idéia, os festejos juninos têm início ainda na Europa antiga, onde durante o solstício de verão - dia mais curto com noite mais longa do ano - era comemorado o início da colheita. Nessas festas eram oferecidas comidas, bebidas e animais ao deus Juno, da fertilidade, além da fogueira, para espantar os maus espíritos e as danças características da época. Com a difusão do catolicismo, os festejos se transformaram e acabaram homenageando os santos que nasceram no mesmo período da antiga festa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no Brasil, como se formou essa tradição? Foram os jesuítas portugueses que trouxeram os festejos para cá. Mas antes, os índios já realizavam rituais também relacionados à agricultura, que aconteciam no mesmo período, para que a colheita fosse boa. Dessa mistura das comemorações dos índios com a dos jesuítas portugueses, as festas juninas foram ganhando forma e incorporando o famoso jeitinho brasileiro. "&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115352645290881913?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115352645290881913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115352645290881913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352645290881913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115352645290881913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/festa-julina.html' title='Festa Julina'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115313101365066993</id><published>2006-07-17T03:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T04:44:44.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Disney On Ice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Disney%20On%20Ice%20084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/Disney%20On%20Ice%20084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Disney%20On%20Ice%20088.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/Disney%20On%20Ice%20088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu fui tambem!!!&lt;br /&gt;rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;A gente nunca esta velho demais pra Disney...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frase do final: E pensar que tudo comecou com um rato!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que agradecer a familia que eu moro aqui por ter me dado esse presente de aniversario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115313101365066993?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115313101365066993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115313101365066993' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115313101365066993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115313101365066993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/disney-on-ice.html' title='Disney On Ice'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115277090034593973</id><published>2006-07-12T23:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:11:55.183-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Interessante</title><content type='html'>Domingo passado sai do trabalho e resolvi dar uma passada na igreja que tem aqui perto de casa.&lt;br /&gt;Entrei, sentei e quando me dei conta estava ouvindo portugues... isso mesmo, o padre era brasileiro e a missa rezada em portgues.&lt;br /&gt;Depois fiquei sabendo que eh uma missa que tem todo 2 e 4 domingo do mes.&lt;br /&gt;Achei legal pq a missa aqui em ingles nao tem muita graca, essa de domingo foi com direito ate as musiquinhas tradicionais: Para ti, Quero te dar a paz e etc. Acho que soh quem vai a igreja deve conhece-las.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, tinha apenas umas 20 pessoas na igreja (brasileiros e portugueses), sei que no meio da missa o padre parou e falou que tinha gente nova na igreja e perguntou meu nome, de onde eu era e tal. Que vegonha! rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;Me senti numa cidadezinha do interior onde todo mundo se conhece... no final da missa foi todo mundo pra uma salinha pra tomar um cafe e comer um bolo que uma das senhoras tinha levado.&lt;br /&gt;Descobri tambem que eles trouxeram a imagem de Nossa Senhora Aparecida pra Australia e estao construindo uma capela soh pra ela!&lt;br /&gt;Adorei!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115277090034593973?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115277090034593973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115277090034593973' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277090034593973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277090034593973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/interessante.html' title='Interessante'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115277031860731183</id><published>2006-07-12T22:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:58:58.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconhece esse lugar Carol???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Outback%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/200/Outback%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/Outback%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/200/Outback%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois eh, fui no Outback aqui na Australia, finalmente!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eh exatamente a mesma coisa, exceto pela sobremesa que eh menor aqui...&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115277031860731183?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115277031860731183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115277031860731183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277031860731183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277031860731183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/reconhece-esse-lugar-carol.html' title='Reconhece esse lugar Carol???'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115277010386536126</id><published>2006-07-12T22:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:55:03.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Opera 2</title><content type='html'>Como eu tinha prometido, aqui estao as fotos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/opera%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/opera%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/opera%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/opera%201.jpg" 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/29714896-115277010386536126?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115277010386536126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115277010386536126' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277010386536126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115277010386536126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/inside-opera-2.html' title='Inside the Opera 2'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115275083623840706</id><published>2006-07-12T17:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T17:33:56.246-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa no Brasil? Claro!</title><content type='html'>Eu quero dizer que adorei a ideia da festa a fantasia, podem contar comigo, ou melhor eu espero q sim, pois a minha unica duvida eh  qdo eu irei para o brasil ao certo, se depender de mim em novembro, mas ainda eh uma incognita. Pensando positivamente, ja vou comecar a imaginar minha fantasia e nos convidados, vcs acham que iriam bastante gente? Alias vai ser a epoca de temporada, vai ter uma criancada por la ne rssss. Vamos ter q programar direitinho para q nao seja um dia tao cheio.&lt;br /&gt;Conclusao eu nao vejo a hora de qq tipo de festa brasileira para reencontrar todo mundo. Estou morrendo de saudades. Vamos agitar!&lt;br /&gt;beijao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115275083623840706?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115275083623840706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115275083623840706' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115275083623840706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115275083623840706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/festa-no-brasil-claro.html' title='Festa no Brasil? Claro!'/><author><name>Fernanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11445253608246262191</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='21' height='32' src='http://images3.orkut.com/images/milieu/2/369/3378369.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115272531314074007</id><published>2006-07-12T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:06:51.366-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os cães merecem o céu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/Untitled-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/Untitled-1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem eu tive a infelicidade de ver o atropelamento de um cachorro na Marginal Tietê. Agradeço a Deus por não ter sido eu quem o atropelou. Mas de qualquer modo, continuo muito puta com quem se desfaz de seus animaizinhos, quem permite que seus animais procriem sem pensar o que irá fazer com os filhotes, quem maltrata seus animais ou os considera apenas como um brinquedo.&lt;br /&gt;Os cães, gatos e quaisquer outros animais são vítimas dessa nossa sociedade egoísta. Infelizmente não posso adotar todos.&lt;br /&gt;Só digo que esses pobres animais mereciam o céu. Está aí meu manifesto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115272531314074007?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115272531314074007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115272531314074007' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115272531314074007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115272531314074007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/os-ces-merecem-o-cu.html' title='Os cães merecem o céu...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115271752347064338</id><published>2006-07-12T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T16:00:47.383-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dança!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/blogdan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 233px; height: 175px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/blogdan1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/blogdan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 169px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/blogdan2.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;Sexta feira é dia de sair para dançar! A apresentação foi bem tranquila, rápida e divertida. Principalmente divertida.&lt;br /&gt;Valeu Pri, Deia e Fê!&lt;br /&gt;Bjo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115271752347064338?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115271752347064338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115271752347064338' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271752347064338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271752347064338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/dana.html' title='Dança!'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115271695663806927</id><published>2006-07-12T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T08:09:16.640-07:00</updated><title type='text'>dicas de guararema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/%7B6880F690-DE64-4775-A475-8DEA8F6120FB%7D_1%20%282%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 261px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/%7B6880F690-DE64-4775-A475-8DEA8F6120FB%7D_1%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como não podia faltar, aí vão as dicas gastronômicas de Guararema. Fomos almoçar em um restaurante que, vou ser sincera, é meio caro, mas foi o maior bife a parmegiana que eu já vi na vida. Sem contar que estava uma delícia.&lt;br /&gt;E o lugar é muito lindo. O restarante é o da foto (tirada do site do restaurante) e se chama Mirante do Paraíba. Ele tem como se fosse um "deck" que avança sobre o rio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para a sobremesa fomos a uma sorveteria no centro da cidade, na qual eu comi um excelente sorvete de banana. O único problema é que a cestinha é de isopor, não de bijú. E eu não como isopor.&lt;br /&gt;Bjos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115271695663806927?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115271695663806927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115271695663806927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271695663806927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271695663806927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/dicas-de-guararema.html' title='dicas de guararema'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115271652930248587</id><published>2006-07-12T07:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-21T15:58:33.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guararema</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/blog%20guara2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 151px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/blog%20guara2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/blog%20guara.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 151px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/blog%20guara.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/blog%20guara3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 202px; height: 153px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/blog%20guara3.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;No fim de semana passado, após o espetáculo, eu, meu mocinho, a Déia e o Fê fomos para a chácara da vovó do Fê, que fica em Guararema.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Foi muuuuuito gostoso, o lugar é muito tranquilo e a companhia é boa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Guararema é também a única cidade do Brasil que tem uma igreja com uma imagem de São Longuinho, meu santo protetor. A foto é de lá, mas não entrei na igreja, pois ela está em restauração.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tudo, Déia e Fê!&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/29714896-115271652930248587?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115271652930248587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115271652930248587' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271652930248587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115271652930248587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/guararema.html' title='Guararema'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115256413027328004</id><published>2006-07-10T13:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-11T10:21:10.873-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Os sem floresta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/hedge4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/hedge4.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse filme é uma animaçãozinha bastante simpática. Não dá para rolar de rir, mas dá para se apegar facilmente aos personagens. Vi e recomendo, principalmente pelo nosso esquilo hiperativo Hammy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115256413027328004?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115256413027328004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115256413027328004' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115256413027328004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115256413027328004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/os-sem-floresta.html' title='Os sem floresta'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115225750590774782</id><published>2006-07-07T00:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T00:48:46.086-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ColdPlay</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/coldplay2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/coldplay2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/coldplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/coldplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Show do ColdPlay na Australia...&lt;br /&gt;Tudo de bom!&lt;br /&gt;Melhor da minha vida (por enquanto!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Title: Fix You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;and ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;when you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;but If you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what your worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;and ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115225750590774782?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115225750590774782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115225750590774782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115225750590774782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115225750590774782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/coldplay.html' title='ColdPlay'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115205609557971698</id><published>2006-07-04T16:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T06:38:51.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/masc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/masc.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carol e Fernanda&lt;br /&gt;Eu estava pensando, que tal uma festa no final do ano na colonia???&lt;br /&gt;Sei que esta muito longe ainda, mas eh soh uma ideia por enquanto...&lt;br /&gt;Mas ja que nos 3 vamos estar voltando ao Brasil, que tal uma festa a fantasia pra dar a nos mesmas as Boas Vindas???&lt;br /&gt;A Fernanda sempre quis fazer uma festa a fantasia la e talvez essa seja a oportunidade...&lt;br /&gt;A Flavia nao conseguiu reunir o pessoal esse ano pra famosa festa junina, mas eu acho que se nos empenharmos poderia dar certo!&lt;br /&gt;O que vcs acham???&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115205609557971698?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115205609557971698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115205609557971698' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115205609557971698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115205609557971698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/festa.html' title='Festa'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115202998478697227</id><published>2006-07-04T09:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T21:00:27.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amyr...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/amyr.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 212px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/amyr.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Inspirada por nossa amiga Fabiola, fui ler um livro de Amyr Klink. Já tinha lido "Mar sem fim" e tinha gostado. Gostado não sei se é a palavra correta... São pequenas ondas de dor de cotovelo daquele sonhador-realizador. Que mundo que e&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;le viu, que ele viveu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;font-size:100%;"&gt;Para quem quiser saber mais, está aí a sinopse do livro:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana,Arial,Helvetica;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Amyr Klink é sempre surpreendente. Depois de cruzar a remo - travessia relatada em Cem dias entre céu e mar -, lançou-se em outro projeto assombroso: passar um ano inteiro na Antártica, dos quais seis meses imobilizado no gelo, em companhia apenas de pinguins e leões-marinhos. Para realizar esse sonho, no final de 1989 partiu no veleiro Paratii para uma viagem que iria durar 22 meses. Navegando solitário por mais de 50 mil quilômetros, alcançou não apenas o continente gelado do Sul, mas também as geleiras do pólo Norte. E trouxe na bagagem dois punhados de pedrinhas, um da Antártica e outro do Ártico: símbolos da misteriosa matéria de que são feitos os mais belos e     ousados sonhos.&lt;/span&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/29714896-115202998478697227?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115202998478697227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115202998478697227' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115202998478697227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115202998478697227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/amyr.html' title='Amyr...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115193178200255874</id><published>2006-07-03T05:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T06:03:02.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Honey</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-family: lucida grande;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/honey.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 167px; height: 238px;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/honey.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Bom, neste sábado assisti (junto com a Déia) ao filme "Honey, no ritmo dos seus sonhos"(2003), estrelado por Jéssica Alba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Para quem gosta de dança, o filme é muito bom, bastante coreografado, até com crianças fofas que dançam hip hop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Para os meninos, vale assistir pela Jessica Alba. Para as meninas, hummmm, bom, vale para as meninas que gostam de dança e ponto, pois esse filme não tem nenhum grande galã.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí vai a sinopse do filme:" Honey Daniels ganha a vida como garçonete e atendente de uma loja de discos, mas sonha em se tornar uma dançarina e coreógrafa profissional. Tudo o que ela espera é uma oportunidade... até que a oportunidade aprece. Honey passa a ser agenciada por um importante produtor, e ainda consegue ensinar a um grupo de crianças do bairro a arte da dança. Mas o sucesso tem seu preço, e Honey vai ter que tomar decisões importantes e definitivas sobre seus amigos, sua carreira e seus sonhos."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115193178200255874?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115193178200255874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115193178200255874' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115193178200255874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115193178200255874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/honey.html' title='Honey'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115193080677614475</id><published>2006-07-03T05:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-03T13:09:49.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Aonde estava o futebol?</title><content type='html'>Eu queria poder dizer que estou triste com a desclassificação do Brasil. Mas não estou! Estou é indignada, pois, assim como os políticos estão acostumados a fazer os cidadão brasileiros de otários, os jogadores também fizeram.&lt;br /&gt;Como em época de campanha eleitoral, eles nos venderam um sonho,  uma ilusão, que, certamente, se olhassem além de seus egos, veriam que era uma mentira.  Já eleitos, fizeram o que bem  entenderam durante  aquela partidas : nada de magia, nada  de  lances  fantásticos, nada de futebol.  E  apesar de&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/imbecil.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/400/imbecil.0.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; terem  acabado com  o sonho de muitos,  não estavam preocupados não.&lt;br /&gt;Alguns até querem a  "reeleição", não é, Cafu?&lt;br /&gt;De brinde, fica aí  a foto com sorriso de deboche  do nosso maior craque da atualidade.&lt;br /&gt;Agora, até outubro, quando acaba o período de venda de ilusões. Acredite quem puder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                             foto: Terra esportes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115193080677614475?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115193080677614475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115193080677614475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115193080677614475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115193080677614475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/aonde-estava-o-futebol.html' title='Aonde estava o futebol?'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115184538365479003</id><published>2006-07-02T05:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T06:03:03.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Inside the Opera</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/opera.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/opera.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/opera%20ticket.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/opera%20ticket.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensa numa coisa perfeita criada pelo homem!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sim, o Opera House eh perfeito por dentro e por fora... finalmente fui assistir um musical la dentro. The Wizard of Oz (ou O Magico de Oz).&lt;br /&gt;Lindo!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115184538365479003?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115184538365479003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115184538365479003' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115184538365479003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115184538365479003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/inside-opera.html' title='Inside the Opera'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115184468055265121</id><published>2006-07-02T05:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T05:51:20.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu vi!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/IMG_1501.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/IMG_1501.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/1600/IMG_1481.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5661/3219/320/IMG_1481.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, eu vi as baleias bem de pertinho em pleno alto mar!!!&lt;br /&gt;A natureza eh linda!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115184468055265121?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115184468055265121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115184468055265121' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115184468055265121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115184468055265121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/eu-vi.html' title='Eu vi!!!'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115182524805281700</id><published>2006-07-02T00:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:27:28.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristeza...</title><content type='html'>Hoje foi um dia triste... Acordei de madrugada pra ver o Brasil jogar, estava certa de que eles iam dar o troco naqueles franceses... Mas o que foi aquilo, alguem pode me explicar???&lt;br /&gt;Me deu ate vontade de chorar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estando fora do Brasil talvez seja pior aceitar esse derrota... Pelo menos ai nao tem ninguem torcendo contra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que deveriam ensinar aos jogadores aquela musica que pelo visto soh a torcida sabe: "Eu sou brasileiro, com muito orgulho, com muito amor".&lt;br /&gt;Que orgulho???&lt;br /&gt;Como eh que um time que tem os melhores jogadores do mundo, que recebem salarios milionarios soh pra fazer isso, como eh que conseguem jogar daquele jeito???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao queria ouvir falar apenas em mulatas peladas no carnaval quando alguem fala do Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;Ja que nao temos muito de que nos orgulhar pela situacao cada vez pior que esta o nosso pais, queria pelo menos poder me orgulhar do futebol... agora nem isso!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudades do meu pais, do nosso time dos sonhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115182524805281700?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115182524805281700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115182524805281700' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115182524805281700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115182524805281700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/07/tristeza.html' title='Tristeza...'/><author><name>Fabiola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04567499794976733087</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115158321548242697</id><published>2006-06-29T05:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-29T05:13:35.483-07:00</updated><title type='text'>E na sexta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/2006_0326Image0006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/2006_0326Image0006.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom programa para fazer no inverno com os amigos: fondue! Gostoso, relativamente barato e sempre divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Bjos, amigos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115158321548242697?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115158321548242697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115158321548242697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115158321548242697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115158321548242697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/e-na-sexta.html' title='E na sexta...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115158303397906489</id><published>2006-06-29T05:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-02T00:47:00.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Algum tempo atrás...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/2006_0326Image0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/2006_0326Image0005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No jogo do Japão, a melhor coisa não foi ter ganhado o jogo por 4x1, foi ter comido um belo churrasco na casa do Vitão.&lt;br /&gt;E mesmo passando muito mal de gripe, eu e meu mocinho ganhamos SEIS partidas consecutivas de um joguinho de futebol para PS, que eu não lembro o nome (para vcs perceberem o quanto eu euntendo disso...).&lt;br /&gt;E aí, Fabiola e Fê, tem churrasco assim para vocês aí?&lt;br /&gt;Bjo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115158303397906489?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115158303397906489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115158303397906489' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115158303397906489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115158303397906489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/algum-tempo-atrs.html' title='Algum tempo atrás...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115150716313711230</id><published>2006-06-28T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T08:06:03.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhã posto sobre passeios e atividades...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Hoje, só quero mostrar o trabalho de um maluco, Ernest Haeckel. Esse biólogo ajudou a divulgar os trabalhos de Darwin. Mas foi por isso que quis falar dele? Não. Esse cara desenhava muito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Quem quiser ver um pouco mais, clique em:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Category:Ernst_Haeckel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;Essas imagens são de domínio público.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: georgia;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/Haeckel_Orchidae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/200/Haeckel_Orchidae.jpg" 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/29714896-115150716313711230?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115150716313711230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115150716313711230' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115150716313711230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115150716313711230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/amanh-posto-sobre-passeios-e.html' title='Amanhã posto sobre passeios e atividades...'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115134121545064202</id><published>2006-06-26T09:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T04:24:43.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é bela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/vida_bela_120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/vida_bela_120.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu não sou muito fã de livros que dão receitas prontas para a felicidade. Apesar disso esse livro é bacana em alguns pontos, só para tirar a gente um pouco da inércia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Só se vive uma vez. Então é preciso aproveitar cada momento. Descobrir o valor das coisas simples, dos pequenos tesouros escondidos que tornam a vida bela."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A vida é Bela -&lt;/span&gt;Dominique Glocheux, Editora Sextante&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&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/29714896-115134121545064202?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115134121545064202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115134121545064202' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115134121545064202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115134121545064202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/vida-bela.html' title='A vida é bela'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115132736655922351</id><published>2006-06-26T06:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-27T15:59:50.396-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A garota das laranjas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/11853.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/11853.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Oi!&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de ler este livro. E gostei. Não digo que seja o melhor livro que este autor já publicou, mas achei a estória envolvente e singela. Ela nos lembra em que haverá uma certa noite em que "não nos será mais dado a viver."&lt;br /&gt;Se alguém quiser, é só pedir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"   &lt;img src="http://www.companhiadasletras.com.br/images/transp-5.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste novo livro de Jostein Gaarder - o autor que conquistou milhões de leitores de diversas idades com &lt;em&gt;O mundo de Sofia&lt;/em&gt; e outros sucessos internacionais -, uma carta que ficou guardada por muito tempo revela ao adolescente Georg Roed uma história extraordinária. O autor da carta é o pai do menino, morto há onze anos - ele escreveu esta longa mensagem de despedida para que o garoto pudesse lê-la depois, quando estivesse mais maduro.&lt;br /&gt;A história que o pai conta é do tempo em que ainda era um jovem estudante de medicina: a sua busca por uma moça desconhecida, que ele vê por acaso nas ruas de Oslo, sempre carregando um saco cheio de laranjas. Apaixonado, o rapaz persegue os diversos mistérios que cercam os seus encontros fugidios com a garota das laranjas, numa aventura que culmina numa grande revelação. Alternando entre a voz de Georg e a do pai, Jostein Gaarder constrói uma narrativa pontuada com perguntas filosóficas, que tratam de temas como o amor, a morte e a grandeza do universo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.companhiadasletras.com.br/images/transp-5.gif" /&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115132736655922351?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115132736655922351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115132736655922351' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115132736655922351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115132736655922351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/garota-das-laranjas.html' title='A garota das laranjas'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115095958639700915</id><published>2006-06-21T23:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-23T07:20:30.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasil ou Australia???</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSC01427.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSC01427.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSC01440.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSC01440.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/DSC01439%20teste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/DSC01439%20teste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me senti no final da Copa assistindo o jogo Brasil x Australia na festa brasileira que teve aqui em Sydney.&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito emocionante!!! Os gringos que foram comigo tambem amaram, disseram que atmosfera era melhor do que quando eles vao ver algum jogo no estadio...&lt;br /&gt;Acho que nunca vi tanto brasileiro juntos.&lt;br /&gt;rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;Beijos, Fa &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115095958639700915?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115095958639700915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115095958639700915' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115095958639700915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115095958639700915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/brasil-ou-australia.html' title='Brasil ou Australia???'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115086905704492854</id><published>2006-06-20T22:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T09:42:38.333-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem alguem feliz???</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/golfinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/golfinho.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia em que ganhei um beijo do golfinho...&lt;br /&gt;Inesquecivel!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos, Fa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115086905704492854?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115086905704492854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115086905704492854' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115086905704492854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115086905704492854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/tem-alguem-feliz.html' title='Tem alguem feliz???'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115081316093863387</id><published>2006-06-20T06:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T07:19:20.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Santo Antônio do Pinhal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/santo%20antonio%20do%20pinhal%20022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/200/santo%20antonio%20do%20pinhal%20022.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/santo%20antonio%20do%20pinhal%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/200/santo%20antonio%20do%20pinhal%20043.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/santo%20antonio%20do%20pinhal%20043.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem... Santo Antônio do Pinhal é uma cidade bem bacana... Não para quem quer balada (ah, se quiser, vai para Campos do Jordão, que é bem perto).&lt;br /&gt;O passeio mais bacana que fiz foi até o Jardim dos Pinhais Ecco parque, que tem uns jardins temático. A foto das suculentas é de lá. A outra foto é do Gordobel, no hotel mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;Abaixo, uma pequena descrição do parque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O Jardim                                    dos Pinais, primeiro parque de jardins temáticos                                    do Brasil, foi concebido e desenvolvido para                                    despertar nas pessoas a sensibilidade da observação,                                    contemplação e espírito                                    de preservação ambiental. O parque                                    une entretetimento e aprendizado de forma lúdica                                    e integrada a natureza, explorando os diversos                                    sentidos como visão, audição,                                    tato, olfato e paladar. O Jardim dos Pinhais                                    está preparado para receber públicos                                    de todas as idades, além de estar totalmente                                    adequado para receber portadores de necessidades                                    especiais. Um parque temático que tem                                    a natureza, em especial os jardins, como sua                                    atração principal."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por enquanto é só. No fim de semana, mais passeios. Espero.&lt;br /&gt;Bjos a vocês todos.&lt;br /&gt;Carol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115081316093863387?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115081316093863387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115081316093863387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115081316093863387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115081316093863387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/santo-antnio-do-pinhal.html' title='Santo Antônio do Pinhal'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115081007376154879</id><published>2006-06-20T06:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T04:25:21.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Olha o tamanho da minha cabeça!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/analice%20062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/analice%20062.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Essa foto foi tirada lá no Velhão. E essa é a Analice. Cadê o Bruno? A foto com ele está na máquina do meu mocinho e ainda não tive acesso a ela...&lt;br /&gt;Olha o tamanho da minha caixa d´água...&lt;br /&gt;Foi bem gostoso mesmo e divertido.&lt;br /&gt;Está aí também uma foto lá da Pedra Grande. A vista é bonita, a minha cara q está feia, mas é por causa do sol... Tava um dia lindo. &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/analice%20071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/200/analice%20071.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115081007376154879?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115081007376154879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115081007376154879' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115081007376154879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115081007376154879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/olha-o-tamanho-da-minha-cabea.html' title='Olha o tamanho da minha cabeça!!!'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115067804863098744</id><published>2006-06-18T17:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T04:08:23.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>babyboobie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/018_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/018_8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FaCa,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my fiancee! Let me introduce him, o nome dele eh Paul, ele morou na Africa por dois anos fazendo trabalho voluntario num programa chamado Peace Corps, imagino q ele tem uma grande experiencia para compartilhar com a gente, sem contar que ele eh da familia ne. Espero que vcs possam conhece-lo logo, uma pessoa maravilhosa, daquelas q vc pode contar para o q der e vier. Thank God he is the one! Eu agradeco por ele ser tao companheiro, sabe uma pessoa que vc consegue crescer ao lado? Eh isso, nos andamos juntos, um torcendo pelo outro, apoiando e incentivando. Ah e ele ta aprendendo portugues, ele quer viver a nossa cultura tambem. Que venha o Brasil!!! Beijos Fabi, Beijos Carlol!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115067804863098744?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115067804863098744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115067804863098744' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115067804863098744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115067804863098744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/babyboobie.html' title='babyboobie'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115066689959156202</id><published>2006-06-18T14:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:07:39.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fernanda in the USA</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/023_3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/023_3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oi Fa, Carol e todos os nossos amigos, primeiro de tudo quero agradecer por estarmos juntas nesse balao. Somos amigos, amigos do peito, amigos de vcs!!! To morrendo de saudades.&lt;br /&gt;Bom minha experiencia aqui nos Estados Unidos eh inacreditavel, eu vim pra ca em agosto de 2004, num programa de intercambio e conheci pessoas maravilhosas, nao sei se todas as pessoas tem a mesma sorte que eu tive uma vez q se tem um objetivo, mas todos os meus planos deram certo. As pessoas que me conheceram aqui nesse pais viram que eu cheguei assim como todo mundo, aprendi q nao eh facil para niguem, mas eu segui um caminho. Muitos viram um paredao qdo eu vi muros. A gente acaba passando se realmente quisermos. Cheguei do outro lado, mas se alguem achou que viria o paraiso, estamos todos enganados. Tudo eh apenas uma fase, nao importa se aqui desse lado ou se do outro, o q vai fazer a diferenca eh o seu ponto de vista. Finalizando eu estou em um novo momento da minha vida com certeza, ainda estou no caminho do meu objetivo, que eh ser uma grande artista do desenho animado. Estou estudando muito pra isso, por enquanto estou morando nos EUA, mas o mais importante eh que eu descobri que nao importa se aqui ou no Brasil ou na Africa, o que importa eh que eu encontrei o grande amor da minha vida e daqui pra frente nao interessa aonde, mas com quem, tudo vai dar certo.&lt;br /&gt;Desejo que todos tenham a oportunidade de lutar pelo que sonham , assim como eu, a Fabiolinha e a Carolsinha estamos tendo. Agradeco a toda a minha familia de coracao. E viva o Brasil!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115066689959156202?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115066689959156202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115066689959156202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115066689959156202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115066689959156202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/fernanda-in-usa.html' title='Fernanda in the USA'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115062050307131469</id><published>2006-06-18T01:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T01:48:23.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Casamento Natacha</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/1600/fotos%20090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/2497/3173/320/fotos%20090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infelizmente por estar aqui, perdi um dos eventos mais importantes: o casamento da minha amiga linda Natacha!&lt;br /&gt;Perdi a chance de ser madrinha tambem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas minha familia me representou e eu estava presente neles e em pensamentos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa foto eh uma homenagem a ela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas felicidades viu!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saudades!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115062050307131469?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115062050307131469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115062050307131469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115062050307131469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115062050307131469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/casamento-natacha.html' title='Casamento Natacha'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115049052007862511</id><published>2006-06-16T13:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T06:08:00.193-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Velhão e a trilha da Pedra Grande</title><content type='html'>Ontem, fui tomar café da manhã naquele restaurante que eu já contei para vocês!&lt;br /&gt;Muuuuito bom, tem que  estar com bastante fome para provar cada uma daquelas delícias  da fazenda.&lt;br /&gt;Vários tipos de bolo, pães caseiros e frutas tornam o café da manhã uma atividade que vai durar até o almoço.&lt;br /&gt;Para gastar um pouco das calorias adquiridas no café, fomos até a trilha da pedra Grande (9km, ida e volta), para observarmos, com uma maravilha de céu azul, a cidade de São Paulo.&lt;br /&gt;O passeio vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;Segunda feira eu posto as fotos.&lt;br /&gt;Beijo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115049052007862511?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115049052007862511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115049052007862511' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115049052007862511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115049052007862511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/o-velho-e-trilha-da-pedra-grande.html' title='O Velhão e a trilha da Pedra Grande'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29714896.post-115037832029858524</id><published>2006-06-15T06:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-15T06:32:00.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Australia na Copa</title><content type='html'>Eh engracado estar do outro lado, quando se diz respeito a Copa do Mundo....&lt;br /&gt;Aqui na Australia todo mundo soh fala no jogo que vai ter contra o Brasil, o importante pra eles eh ganhar esse jogo, o resto nao importa!&lt;br /&gt;Tem uma propaganda da Nike muito engracada na televisao. Eh um cara muito feio que diz que a Australia nao tem como ganhar do Brasil, que o Brasil eh o melhor do mundo, que a Australia eh numero 44 no ranking mundial e tal... inclusive aparece um video do Ronaldo jogando e ele diz: "Joga bonito Ronaldinho".&lt;br /&gt;No final da propaganda aparece escrito "A historia eh contra nos, vamos driblar a historia". Depois a parece a frase em portugues: "Joga bonito".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh muuiiiito boa!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ja tem umas tres ou quatro diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem quiser assistir pode ver no site: &lt;a href="http://www.stuffhistory.com.au/what.htm"&gt;http://www.stuffhistory.com.au/what.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vale muito a pena!&lt;br /&gt;O Brasil pode ate nao ser campeao, mas tem que ganhar esse jogo de qualquer jeito!&lt;br /&gt;rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijos&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29714896-115037832029858524?l=omundoehdelas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/feeds/115037832029858524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=29714896&amp;postID=115037832029858524' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115037832029858524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29714896/posts/default/115037832029858524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://omundoehdelas.blogspot.com/2006/06/australia-na-copa.html' title='Australia na Copa'/><author><name>Carola</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10090685368405507104</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_ChZB9BvvB9Q/R--jJNJFRTI/AAAAAAAABAU/n6wULURSVaM/S220/DSC00068.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
