<?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-12747783</id><updated>2012-02-15T04:20:10.669-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fora de Casa</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-114757324517555484</id><published>2006-05-13T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T19:20:45.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>figura</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/way33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/way33.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/12747783-114757324517555484?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/114757324517555484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=114757324517555484&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114757324517555484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114757324517555484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/05/figura.html' title='figura'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-114340719173493791</id><published>2006-03-26T13:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T13:06:31.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>To Adriana</title><content type='html'>Adriana querida onde estar vc? Porque anda se escondendo da gente garota.&lt;br /&gt;Me passa um e-mail, pq nao sei se tenho seu: &lt;a href="mailto:dora_usa@hotmail.com"&gt;dora_usa@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bjo gd pra vc minha linda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-114340719173493791?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/114340719173493791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=114340719173493791&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114340719173493791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114340719173493791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/03/to-adriana.html' title='To Adriana'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-114239772605171043</id><published>2006-03-14T20:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-14T20:42:06.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>Hj eh meu aniversario, so vou fazer post, pq a Teti me "mandou"...MAs eu venho contar tudo como foi e colocar muuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuitas fotos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-114239772605171043?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/114239772605171043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=114239772605171043&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114239772605171043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114239772605171043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/03/happy-birthday.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-114213147682181324</id><published>2006-03-11T18:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-11T18:44:36.876-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/dora1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/dora1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Em breve novidade!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-114213147682181324?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/114213147682181324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=114213147682181324&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114213147682181324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114213147682181324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/03/em-breve-novidade.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-114065294089832034</id><published>2006-02-22T16:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T16:02:20.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Volto ja!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-114065294089832034?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/114065294089832034/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=114065294089832034&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114065294089832034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/114065294089832034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/02/volto-ja.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113996553047287653</id><published>2006-02-14T17:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T17:05:30.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/CHI0067.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/CHI0067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Happy Valentines Day!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113996553047287653?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113996553047287653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113996553047287653&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113996553047287653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113996553047287653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/02/amor.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113972062040131132</id><published>2006-02-11T20:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T21:03:40.403-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/niver%20020.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/niver%20020.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/niver%20020.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao tenho nada em especial a falar, apenas dizer que esse eh meu ultimo fevereiro na America, bom ou ruim? Ainda nao sei!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113972062040131132?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113972062040131132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113972062040131132&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113972062040131132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113972062040131132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/02/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113892817903835572</id><published>2006-02-02T16:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T16:56:19.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Querido Diario...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/parede.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/parede.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu estava pensando, a respeito do tempo, pra falar a verdade, nao eh de hoje que venho pensando nisso nao, ja vem de algum tempo, nao sei se acontece o mesmo com voces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A uns 10 anos atras o tempo parecia se arrastar, era tudo meio lento e as coisas nao tinham tanta pressa para acontecer, e eu ate que desejava correr com o ele, o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha uns 16 anos, estava numa terrinha tao longiqua, quanto atrasada, e o tempo se arrastando lentamente como a brisa da tarde que se arrasta ate a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou aqui, numa terra onde tenho que aproveitar ate mesmo os segundos, mais eles estao me escorrendo por entre os dedos, tao rapido quanto a areia que se espalha numa ventania na praia. Olho adiante e ai o eh o tempo passando mais uma vez, dai eu paro de olhar, porque nao quero me adiantar ao futuro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113892817903835572?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113892817903835572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113892817903835572&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113892817903835572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113892817903835572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/02/querido-diario.html' title='Querido Diario...'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113858569793444666</id><published>2006-01-29T17:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-29T17:48:18.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida Real</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/myself%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/myself%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecando preparar a volta, ja estamos arrumando nosso ap, comprando os moveis e logo, logo estamos na nossa casinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra falar a verdade, aqui eh bom sim, mas nao ah nada como a casa da gente, quero voltar e continuar minha vidinha mais ou menos, e claro realizar meu&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/myself%20005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/myself%20005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; maior sonho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113858569793444666?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113858569793444666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113858569793444666&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113858569793444666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113858569793444666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/01/vida-real.html' title='Vida Real'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113794074539943257</id><published>2006-01-22T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-22T06:39:05.423-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudanca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/1872299[1].jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/1872299%5B1%5D.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/12747783-113794074539943257?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113794074539943257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113794074539943257&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113794074539943257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113794074539943257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/01/mudanca.html' title='Mudanca'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113729863452844860</id><published>2006-01-14T20:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T20:17:14.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Butterflies</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/BXK17054_borboleta-2800.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/BXK17054_borboleta-2800.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;...It's not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;It's compromise that moves us along...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113729863452844860?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113729863452844860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113729863452844860&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113729863452844860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113729863452844860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/01/butterflies_113729863452844860.html' title='Butterflies'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113711633987092330</id><published>2006-01-12T17:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:39:09.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanha</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sera mesmo que amanha eh outro dia? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sempre tive essa duvida, porque o amanha &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sempre vem carregado &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;de coisas do passado, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;o que eh algo inevitavel...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;entao, porque se diz "amanha eh outro dia"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113711633987092330?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113711633987092330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113711633987092330&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113711633987092330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113711633987092330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/01/amanha.html' title='Amanha'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113661653905349726</id><published>2006-01-06T22:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T22:48:59.080-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1</title><content type='html'>Primeira semana de 2006, posso dizer que fecho ela com exitos, porque o maior, foi algo que aconteceu dentro de mim, a renovacao, a esperanca e a fe que ressurgem.&lt;br /&gt;Agradeco a Deus, por ter chegado ate ela, com saude e fe, ja tenho o mais importante, Jesus em meu coracao!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113661653905349726?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113661653905349726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113661653905349726&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113661653905349726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113661653905349726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2006/01/1.html' title='1'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113589897672996190</id><published>2005-12-29T15:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T15:29:36.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2006</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/7261916.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/7261916.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;color:#006600;"&gt;Happy New Year!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113589897672996190?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113589897672996190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113589897672996190&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113589897672996190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113589897672996190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/12/2006.html' title='2006'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113522321096210914</id><published>2005-12-21T19:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T19:46:50.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retro II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/4839978.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/4839978.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/3615081.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/3615081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Inaugurando.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/Inaugurando.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/em-frente-ao-castelo.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/em-frente-ao-castelo.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/8310876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/8310876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Eu-no-tronco-lerelere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/Eu-no-tronco-lerelere.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Castelo-da-Disney.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/Castelo-da-Disney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/7649872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/7649872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/7015761.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/7015761.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Inaugurando.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/praiav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/praiav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/em-frente-ao-castelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Inaugurando.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 ano de descobertas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri o perfume da minha vida, Litlle Blue.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri o Belo, o Lindo, o Perfeito, uma visao magnifica.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri o Feio, o Horrivel, o Horrorivel.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri que pessoas estudadas nao sao obrigadas a saberem de tudo, como por exemplo, nunca ouviram falar do Taj Mahal.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri que o passado ta ali bem pertinho do presente, tentando a todo custo chegar ao futuro.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri que nos somos lindas e as pessoas sao fotogenicas.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri que nem sempre os sonhos sao bons pra virarem realidade, as vezes nos fazem melhor, como sonhos mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;*Descobri que nada melhor do que o tempo, que passa e deixa no rastro todas as estorias resolvidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 ano de magoas:&lt;br /&gt;*Pessoas bem proximas a mim, falsas, mentirosas, ardilosas.&lt;br /&gt;*Que a galinha nao estar morta, ela esta apenas fingindo.&lt;br /&gt;*Pessoas tramas em busca de amizades, nao sabendo elas, que assim nao conseguem conquistar as verdadeiras e sinceras amizade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2005 ano de risos:&lt;br /&gt;*Menina voce nunca ouviu falar no Taj Mahal? Nem vou dizer aqui, pra quem falei essa frase, porque fica meio chato, so vou dizer a primeira letra do nome, Sol (amiga desculpa, mais isso me chocou,rsrsrsrs)&lt;br /&gt;*A luz eh solar...ta Dora eu ja fui la, repetindo, a luz eh solar, eu ja fui la...a luz eh solar (com gestos agora), solar de sol, redodndo, amarelo, que queima, fica no ceu...&lt;br /&gt;*Bonito eh o Heldecio, esse ai eh liiiiiiiiiindo.&lt;br /&gt;*Oh coisinha tao bonitinha do pai, adaptada, oh coisinha tao chatinha da Sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foram muitos acontecimentos, no balanco geral esse ano foi bom, poderia ser melhor, mais foi bom do jeito que foi. Muitas lutas, vitorias diarias, fortalecimentos, em fim mais coisas boas que ruins, isso ja vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heldecio adoeceu, sofremos muito, cremos em Deus, ele sarou, nos mudamos, brigamos, fizemos as pazes e nosso relacionamento saiu mais fortalecido.&lt;br /&gt;Pessoas me magoaram, passei por cima, apaguei da minha vida, outras chegaram, mas sao anuladas, ignoradas, outras tentam por meios ardilosos e sutis, mas tambem ficarao por terra, porque a sinceridade e a verdade prevalecem sempre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tive aniversario supresa, que adorei, completei 26 anos sem muito pesar (por enquanto,rsrsrs), deixei os oculos e passei as lentes, fiquei mais magra, continuo sem celulites e precisando de uma plastica no abdomem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi cartinhas que muito amei, conheci gente que entrou pro lugar mais que especial no meu coracao, reencontrei outras muito queridas no orkut, chorei no telefone e sorri outras tantas vezes com mamae.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo os ultimos dias de 2005, sem muitas saudades do que esta ficando e me preparando pra 2006, aqui estou eu!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113522321096210914?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113522321096210914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113522321096210914&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113522321096210914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113522321096210914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/12/retro-ii.html' title='Retro II'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113488111150403165</id><published>2005-12-17T20:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:45:11.543-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Retrospectiva I</title><content type='html'>Como nao tenho muita logica nos meus escritos, comecarei contando alguns fatos, essa eh apenas a parte I da retrospectiva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Esse ano conheci o frio de 0 grau, um trabalho inedito, num ambiente tal qual torre de babel, tantos eram os estrangeiros, esse lugar chama-se Mc Donalds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Fui conhecer as casas americanas, fazendo limpeza, pude ver tanta casa linda, mas tudo de mentira, via cada banheira linda, um marmore carissimo, quando tocava, de plastico, as paredes de madeira, tudo nao passa de divisorias, assim eles constroem todos os compartimentos da casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Passei a usar lentes de contato, algo muito importante, porque isso melhorou minha aparencia em 30%, porque os outros 70% eu ja era bonita, so nao tinha descoberto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Descobri que sou capaz de odiar, e tambem descobri que sei passar por cima de muitas coisas dificeis e continuar na minha luta de encontro a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse post ta ficando muito serio, vou parar e depois eu volto...Bjos e bom findi!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113488111150403165?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113488111150403165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113488111150403165&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113488111150403165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113488111150403165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/12/retrospectiva-i.html' title='Retrospectiva I'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113418205480280076</id><published>2005-12-09T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T18:34:14.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Siesta%20Key%20008.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/Siesta%20Key%20008.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Ai, ai, queria ate ter vindo aqui antes, mais essa semana foi corrida. Atendendo aos apelos do povo, digo que eu posto...pronto estou aqui!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou comecar comentando um epsodio que houve segunda. Um duplo assassinato numa casa em frente ao meu predio. Eh, pensam o que? Aqui tambem tem dessas coisas, pois eh, pois eh, pois eh...Cheguei em casa na tarde da segunda e uma multidao de policia e reporter, tinha pra mais de 8 canais de tv, minha casa poooooooode de chique so aparecendo na tv, ja estava prestes a ir pra tras do reporter e ficar dando tchauzinho...poooooooooooooooooode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu projeto ainda estar de pe, meu sono...embora ande ja com os preparativos da minha volta pro Brasil, ja estou comprando minhas coisas, comecando pela cozinha, fogao, geladeira, que sao basicamente os mais caros, a reforma do ap vai ficar por ultimo, porque esta alugado.No mais tudo indo, nessa minha vidinha mais ou menos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em breve post de retrospectiva, ai ai, nem esperem nada muito bom,rsrsrsr...Dezembro chegou!!!Deixando uma frase minha mesma, por favor nao copiem ta, caso queira, ponham meu nome como autora,rsrsrs...Bom final de semanaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;Nos somos lindas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;E as pessoas sao fotogenicas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;(Dora Cesidio Gomes)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Foto de segunda*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113418205480280076?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113418205480280076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113418205480280076&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113418205480280076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113418205480280076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/12/ai-ai-queria-ate-ter-vindo-aqui-antes.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113358081209280441</id><published>2005-12-02T19:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T19:33:32.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/boneca2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/boneca2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/boneca2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Queria vir aqui antes, mas simplismente houve um vago na minha cabeca e nao sai nem uma palavrinha sequer dessa minha cabecinha de cearence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pra falar a verdade, ainda nem sei do que tratar aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Por partes...Ainda continuo querendo dormir ate os 30, e repito isso pra mim, a cada 5 minutos, porque eu sempre digo que "agua mole em pedra dura, tanto bate ate que fura", entao pensando assim deposito minha esperanca,rsrsrsrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Quanto a viagem, mudei de roteiro, nao estou mais querendo ir pra Marte, agora quero ir pra Saturno, um amigo me fez ponderar, analisar os pros e contras, decidido, troquei meu roteiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Eu quero eh brincar nos aneis de saturno...ai, ate tem uma musica,rsrsrsrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Ainda ganho um premio, nesse mundo blogueiro, a pessoa que fala mais de nada sobre coisa alguma, acho que eu nao deixo pra ninguem viu...cada coisa sem pe nem cabeca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Por isso, eu agradeco de coracao as pessoas que sempre vem aqui, saber como estou levando essa minha vidinha mais ou menos, mesmo eu nunca falando explicitamente de quase nada...Obrigada gente, aqueles que comentam, vou dizer, voces sao seus idolos, so voces mesmo,rsrsrsrsr!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Bjo grande gente, prometo ao menos tentar melhorar meus textos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Vou deixar um poeminha de Mario Quintana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Se as coisas são inatingíveis... ora!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Não é motivo para não querê-las...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Que tristes os caminhos, se não fora&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A presença distante das estrelas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113358081209280441?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113358081209280441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113358081209280441&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113358081209280441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113358081209280441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/12/queria-vir-aqui-antes-mas-simplismente.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113312550898468511</id><published>2005-11-27T13:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T13:05:09.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/sea%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/sea%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Nada em especial...&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana pra todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113312550898468511?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113312550898468511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113312550898468511&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113312550898468511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113312550898468511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/nada_27.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113242505877457302</id><published>2005-11-19T10:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T10:31:00.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Francesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/busch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/busch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Vivendo fora de casa, passando boas experiencias, reverenciando o presente, tentando chegar bem no futuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Esse eh meu blog, algo assim meio sem nexo, meio sem teto, apenas pensamentos complexos que invadem esse espaco, sem muitas intencoes de ser comum, ou pragmatico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Assim, como eu mesma, meio sem pe, nem cabeca, algo que voce nem sempre consegue entender, o que alias, nao escrevo para ser entendida, apenas para ser lida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Dias dificeis passei, meio confusos, tortos como minha coluna incuravel...Mas juntando todas as vertebras, estou aqui no mesmo lugar, meus pes continuam ficados no chao, disso ainda nao consegui me libertar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Confusoes internas, dilemas psiquicos, isso ou aquilo...Ri pouco, sorri menos ainda, talvez seja a idade batendo a porta e dizendo que a hora estar chegando.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ninguem consegue segurar esse tempo, tudo estar correndo...e voces ainda me dizem pra nao querer dormir, queria uma formula magica, pro tempo passar mais devagar, tenho muita coisa pra aprender e nao estou conseguindo, porque o tempo corre rapido demais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ontem ouvi uma frase celebre, "experimente que eh frances"...sabem do que se trata de agua. Fui experimentar, ruim, agua com gas...dai eu falei, eh poooooode (com acento circonflexo no o), mas eh frances. Coisas que so acontecem comigo...depois sentei na frente do espelho, cruzei as pernas, olhei pra minha imagem refletida e olhei pra minha outra imagem, aquela que convivemos, sem necessariamente ser eu...e ri, e gargalhei...bons momentos ainda existem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Assim bons, sem ser algo muito incrementado, algo bem simples, mas que eu adoro viver...adoro viver esses momentos simples da vida, que me fazem devanear...coisas bobas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Ja sei voce nao estar entendendo nada...e quem disse que estou querendo ser entendida?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;So quero escrever, falar de mim de maneira indireta...dai voce pode imaginar o que quiser!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Tai a tal agua francesa...eh pooooooooooode, mas eh francesa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;*Sera que escrevi certo o nome do acento, eh que teclado nao tem acentos, e meu portugues anda abalado*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113242505877457302?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113242505877457302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113242505877457302&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113242505877457302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113242505877457302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/francesa.html' title='Francesa'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113237576157524289</id><published>2005-11-18T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T20:49:21.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Pela demora em vir postar, voces devem ter pesado que morri de dor de garganta, mas lamento desapontar, nao foi dessa vez.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estao os restos da gripe, mas ja estou bem melhor!&lt;br /&gt;Bom final de semana, depois volto pra fazer um post decente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113237576157524289?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113237576157524289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113237576157524289&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113237576157524289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113237576157524289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113198289195813781</id><published>2005-11-14T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T07:41:31.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Doente</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eu queria muito dormir e so acordar aos 30!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Essa segunda, me dar a certeza, estou em casa, doente da garganta, muita dor de ouvido. Meu corpo todo doido, minha cabeca ta do tamanho de um bonde. Ontem fomos ao Busch Gardens, nao sei se foi isso, cheguei a noite mole e a madrugada foi so mexer na cama, com dor. Vantagem eh que vou assistir a novela Forca de um Desejo, que adoro,rsrsrsrsr.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nada disso to cheia de coisas pra fazer, nem acredito que vou mesmo ter que ficar de molho o dia inteirinho! Fazer o que...Boa semana pra voce!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote id="6253a14"&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113198289195813781?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113198289195813781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113198289195813781&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113198289195813781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113198289195813781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/doente.html' title='Doente'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113168404831530492</id><published>2005-11-10T20:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T20:40:48.340-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Acerto</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Para o mundo que eu quero descer!&lt;br /&gt;O que que eh isso, o que estar acontecendo nesses loucos dias, so dias loucos.&lt;br /&gt;Nao quero isso nao...&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero eh dormir e so acordar aos trinta...&lt;br /&gt;Vamos combinar eu sou linda, isso chega a ser uma ofensa...&lt;br /&gt;Que que eh isso?&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou linda ate que provem o contrario....&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ir pra Marte...&lt;br /&gt;Nem que seja de carona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113168404831530492?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113168404831530492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113168404831530492&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113168404831530492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113168404831530492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/acerto.html' title='Acerto'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113106024490266580</id><published>2005-11-03T15:13:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-03T15:24:04.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Riso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/331360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/331360.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Porque voce diz que seu riso nao existe, que nao ha motivo para um sorriso amplo e largo?&lt;br /&gt;Porque voce esconde de sua alma, seu riso solto?&lt;br /&gt;Porque voce nao repete sempre, aquele riso que combina mais com seu rosto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voce fica bem nele, o som de seu riso diz da esperanca de felicidade, eh so pratica mais um pouco, eu sei que voce consegue, nao falo em sorri, isso nao vale, nao agora, nao pra voce!&lt;br /&gt;Tente, so mais um pouco, exercite, ele surgira outras vezes!&lt;br /&gt;Vai valer muito a pena e todos nos vamos adorar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113106024490266580?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113106024490266580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113106024490266580&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113106024490266580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113106024490266580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/11/riso.html' title='Riso'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113068660662702764</id><published>2005-10-30T06:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T07:36:46.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/13ago%20009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/13ago%20009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Dessa vez nada de reclamacoes, de crises existencias, nada de revoltas ou algo do tipo...quero apenas, hoje, ao menos hoje, pensar em palavras, quero registrar o vulcao de pensamentos que me invade e concluir, que a erupcao de pensamentos, causam atos e acoes, que para tanto devemos ficar alertas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha vida cheia de ditados populares, de licoes e apredizados, passa e me deixa marcas tao visiveis quanto meu largo sorriso. Aqueles proximos a mim, reclamam de minha dureza e chegam a dizer que sou uma pessoa por vezes rispida ou insencivel...Sera mesmo? Talvez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao tenho muito a lembrar de brincadeiras inocentes de infancia, de conflitos adolescente. Desde cedo aprendi a ser racional, a pesar consequencias, a saber que todos os meus atos se voltariam para mim em algum momento da minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate mesmo, aquela boba frase de crianca "vou dizer pra minha mae", nem mesmo esta era permita, nao, nao voce nao dira pra ninguem, voce tentara se sair disso, caso nao consiga, sua mae resolve pra voce, mas nao conte sempre com ela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que levo minha vida de uma maneira boa, eu poderia ter outra vida, alias, tive muitas oportunidades de ter uma vida completamente diferente, mas eu optei por essa que tenho hoje...&lt;strong&gt;Eu optei&lt;/strong&gt;...E minha opcao eh provada a cada momento, e comprovo sempre, que minha opcao foi a melhor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tenho consciencia disso, e ate me dar um certo orgulho, outras oportunidades podem me surgir, todo o curso do caminho pode mudar, mas eu sempre levarei em mente a &lt;strong&gt;minha opcao&lt;/strong&gt; e ela sempre pesara, para qualquer decisao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felicidade, sim eu me sinto feliz, porque eu busco todos os dias, nao os dias todos, mas a felicidade estar dentro de nos, e ela vem sempre a tona em algum momento do meu dia, e eu as vezes explodo de felicidade,e causa nem sempre eh tao importante, e meu riso sai solto e sai da alma. Chorar, hoje em dia eh mais raro, porque realmente meu coracao ficou mais duro e sou por vezes&lt;strong&gt; insencivel e rispida,&lt;/strong&gt; e o que antes era chateacao hoje eh raiva, algo proximo de odio, mais que ainda nao cheguei nesse estagio e pra falar a verdade, nao quero nunca chegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Porque nao quero perder meu riso e quero sempre achar a felicidade dentro de mim!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113068660662702764?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113068660662702764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113068660662702764&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113068660662702764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113068660662702764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/pensamento.html' title='Pensamento'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113034397417800895</id><published>2005-10-26T09:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-26T09:26:14.190-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"Poblema P I"</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ja se foi o furacao, os ventos e agora estamos so com muito frio, mas que deve durar somente uma semana, ou seja, ainda temos um calorzinho por aqui, antes que chegue o inverno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meu "poblema", que eh poblema meu e ninguem tem nada aver com isso, mas mesmo assim eu conto, eh o seguinte: &lt;strong&gt;nao quero mais falar com ninguem no msn&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao, me digam com sinceridade, existe criatura mais doida do que eu??? Epocas nao quero vir no blog, epocas abomino orkut, agora essa, pavor a msn, acho que eh trauma mesmo, ando com uns contatos tao sem futuros e o resto do povo nunca acho online...Oh bagaceira no final da feria!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fazer o que? Esperar passar essa onda, porque logo, logo eu supero,rsrsrsrs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esclarecimento geral para a nacao, essas fotos tirei outro dia na praia, eu tambem virei propaganda enganosa, ou seja, nao sou assim exatamente como saio nas fotos,rsrsrs. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas obrigada pela parte que me toca e ate a vista...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113034397417800895?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113034397417800895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113034397417800895&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113034397417800895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113034397417800895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/poblema-p-i.html' title='&quot;Poblema P I&quot;'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113017026348560156</id><published>2005-10-24T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T09:11:03.500-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Manha de segunda-feira, estar tudo bem, gracas a Deus! Ontem anoiteceu as 5 da tarde, as 6 ja era tudo escuro, quando normalmente escurece as 7:30, aparceu o medo, junto com uma chuvinha fina.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A madrugada de ventos, assombios, ranger de arvores, mais medo, mais oracoes.Agora sao 12:10, o vento ainda continua, mais fraco, faz sol e muito frio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ja esta passando!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Obrigada Senhor por poupar teus filhos da tormenta!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113017026348560156?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113017026348560156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113017026348560156&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113017026348560156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113017026348560156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/segunda.html' title='Segunda'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-113011628741190537</id><published>2005-10-23T18:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T18:11:27.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Wilma II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/wilma22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/wilma22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, maybe, Floridians will find out what Hurricane Wilma has in store for them today.It had weakened to a Category 2 with 100 mph sustained winds after coming ashore Friday as a monstrous Category 4 hurricane packing 145 mph winds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Most expected it to reach Florida as a Category 1, with winds of 74 to 99 mph. But they weren't ruling out it being as strong as a Category 3, with winds of at least 111 mph.Emergency planners started mandatory evacuations in Collier and Lee counties Saturday that sent thousands of residents north. Hotels along Interstate 75 in Sarasota County reported full bookings for today, Monday and Charlotte County canceled school for Monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sarasota and Manatee school officials were expected to make a decision today.Selected shelters in Charlotte, Sarasota and DeSoto counties will open today. Sarasota County is also recommending evacuations for people living in low-lying areas, mobile home parks and on barrier islands.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Herald Tribune e ABC News - nenhum site ou jornal brasileiros trazem noticias do furacao Wilma hoje)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-113011628741190537?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/113011628741190537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=113011628741190537&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113011628741190537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/113011628741190537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/wilma-ii.html' title='Wilma II'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112985739314642811</id><published>2005-10-20T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T18:16:33.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/wilma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/wilma2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O furacão Wilma causou fortes ondas e ventos em sua passagem pelo México nesta quinta-feira, causando a retirada de milhares de turistas e ganhando força enquanto se dirige para a Flórida.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Meteorologistas do NHC afirmam que o fenômeno deve chegar na costa da Flórida entre o domingo (23) e a segunda-feira (24).O governador do Estado, Jeb Bush, declarou estado de emergência devido a aproximação de Wilma. Em um discurso em Tallahassee, na Flórida, Jeb Bush pediu aos moradores que se preparem para a chegada do furacão.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Wilma é o 12º furacão a se formar na atual temporada de furacões do Atlântico --que começou em 1º de junho passado, e vai até novembro próximo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Folha Online)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112985739314642811?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112985739314642811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112985739314642811&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112985739314642811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112985739314642811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/o-furaco-wilma-causou-fortes-ondas-e.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112943824150373583</id><published>2005-10-15T21:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-15T21:50:41.513-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/praia30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/praia30.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Estou aqui a meditar sobre o &lt;strong&gt;Tempo&lt;/strong&gt;, nossa eh impressionante a mudanca que nos ocorre atravez desse magico que chamamos &lt;strong&gt;Tempo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;As vezes o &lt;strong&gt;magico&lt;/strong&gt;, se apresenta como bruxo, outras vezes, ele vem como um encanto, mas nunca ele deixa de ser sabio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Olhamos para tras, e o que vemos sao fumacas de nos mesmos, algumas coloridas, outras tantas cinzas, chegamos ate a sentir saudades, do que fomos, por que, ou quase nunca, sentimos saudades do que tivemos, ou de alguem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Acompanhe-me, ao recordarmos, sempre nos vemos, como eramos, nas situacoes, nos lugares, e ou com pessoas. Nao sei se estou sendo clara, mas eh comum nos depararmos com a aquela frase:" eu era feliz e nao sabia" ou "como era bom aquele tempo", mas em tudo voce pensa em como voce era com relacao a tudo e nao, como tudo era com relacao a voce.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Por uma segunda opniao, pensar no passado eh algo egoista, porque voce so estar pensando na sua felicidade, ou seja, a felicidade que voce viveu, sua, com voce mesmo e nao necessariamente com os outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;Entretanto, contudo alias e todavia, o presente sempre eh o melhor, o futuro sempre podera ser, mas o passado esse ja se foi, e a importancia de cada tempo eh por sua conta, voce pode fazer dele o que bem quiser, porque o &lt;strong&gt;Tempo &lt;/strong&gt;eh magico...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#333300;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112943824150373583?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112943824150373583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112943824150373583&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112943824150373583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112943824150373583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112934664486618423</id><published>2005-10-14T20:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T20:24:04.880-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/praia272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/praia272.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Nao tenho nada pra dizer, mas mesmo assim eu queria vir aqui!&lt;br /&gt;Ao menos desejo um bom fim de semana...Estejam com Deus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112934664486618423?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112934664486618423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112934664486618423&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112934664486618423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112934664486618423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/nada_14.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112891239986388518</id><published>2005-10-09T19:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T19:46:39.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Retorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/praia2024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/praia2024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Minha revolta nao durou muito e ja estou de volta, mas como eu sempre digo, "muita calma nessa hora", quero deixar bem claro que venho mesmo para por alguns pingos nos "is".O negocio eh o seguinte, que droga de amizade virtual eh essa que se prega por aqui, todos falam de amizade, mas quando na verdade tudo nao passa de uma babaca competicao por comentarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Essa "amizade" funciona da seguinte forma, comenta no meu blog, que eu comento no teu, caso contario se f*...isso mesmo, estou sendo grossa, porem curta.Eh claro que existem as pessoas que sao verdadeiras, sinceras, que realmente gostam e densenvolvem esse sentimento tao bonito, como eh a amizade, independente de meros comentarios.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nao vou citar nomes aqui, claro, mas ao mesmo tempo que venho dar esse desabafo, venho dizer de alto e bom som, que em meus contatos tem pessoas, que me tem amizade e por isso dou gracas a Deus, por elas existirem e por um dia te-las colocado em meu caminho.Como o ditado diz a esperanca eh a ultima que morre, sei que um cada dia eh um novo dia e iriao aparecer por aqui pessoas verdadeiras e sinceras...e eh por isso que ainda insisto com essa historia de blog....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desabafo feito, estou como a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cantinhodasaudade.globolog.com.br/" target="_blank"&gt;Sol&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;, tentando me livrar de bagagens antigas, que so pesam nas minhas costas e nao servem mais para nada, alias quem ainda leu o post dela, vale uma conferida...Bjos e aguardem o retorno!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112891239986388518?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112891239986388518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112891239986388518&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112891239986388518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112891239986388518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/retorno.html' title='Retorno'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112879512697092895</id><published>2005-10-08T11:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-08T11:12:06.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/mall%200171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/mall%200171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Gente, desculpas, mas depois de todo esse tempo se, net, depois que normalizou tudo, estou completamente sem saco para blogar...tenho ido nos bloguinhos todos, gracas a Deus todos estao bem, melhorando cada dia mais.&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos vou comentando...bjos e bom findi a todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112879512697092895?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112879512697092895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112879512697092895&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112879512697092895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112879512697092895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112839510230109570</id><published>2005-10-03T19:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T20:05:02.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Agora em outro apartamento, outros problemas...Ja estamos em outubro, 10 meses que estamos aqui, e ainda nao conseguimos muito, e meu marido, implacavel, nao aceita que estedamos o prazo de nossa estadia. Nao consiguo deixar de me preocupar, mas de uma coisa eu tenho certeza, meus trigemos nao desistirei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nao quero falar nisso, tenho que confiar em Deus, sei que Ele provera tudo...alias eh nisso que me agarro pra nao entrar em desespero.&lt;br /&gt;************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha mae nao estar muito boa de saude, fiquei muito triste domingo quando liguei, e ela nem ao menos pode falar comigo, porque nao podia levantar da cama. Ontem voltei a ligar e ela estar bem melhor, so peco a Deus, que a faca esperar para eu ve-la.&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;De tantas coisas ruins, aconteceu algo muito bom hoje, liguei pra Teti, ate me emocionei, que menina maravilhosa, uma vozinha tao doce, bem como eu imaginava, nem consegui falar muito, mas creio que valeu, ao menos pelo alo...Amiga saiba que voce eh uma pessoa muito amada por todos nos, que temos o privilegio ao ganharmos essa dadiva de Deus, que eh o contato com uma pessoa tao especial quanto voce.&lt;br /&gt;*****************&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou, estou morrendo de saudade de todo mundo, ainda nao consegui vistir a todos...Laurinha amiga, muitas saudades de voce!!!&lt;br /&gt;Beijos pra todo mundo e uma semana maravilhosa!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112839510230109570?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112839510230109570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112839510230109570&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112839510230109570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112839510230109570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/10/agora-em-outro-apartamento-outros.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112811626165096412</id><published>2005-09-30T14:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-30T14:37:41.656-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ressurgindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/diego%20003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/diego%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Eis que ressurgo das cinzas. Depois da mudanca de casa, depois de um tempo ajeitando tudo, to de volta, nao vou poder visitar voces por enquanto, mas na medida do possivel vou visitando todos...Bjos!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112811626165096412?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112811626165096412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112811626165096412&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112811626165096412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112811626165096412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/ressurgindo.html' title='Ressurgindo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112656008767626077</id><published>2005-09-12T14:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-12T14:21:27.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudades</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Meus pais sempre usaram muitos ditados pra nos educar, tem um que ouvi demais na infancia que eh: " A gente so sabe o que tem, quando perde".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje vivencio muito isso, tenho muita saudades do baiao-de-dois, todas as noites na minha casa como jantar. Jantavamos sempre as 6:00 h, o almoco era sempre arroz, separado, como diz no interior, e a noite, inpreterivelmente era baiao. Eu morria de reclamar, porque queria comer outra coisa, uma sopa, macarronada, qualquer coisa menos baiao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio da tarde, papai, gostava de tomar cafe com bolacha, isso todos os dias, eu achava ruim, queria bananada, suco, tudo menos cafecom bolacha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tardinha, quase noite (porque la na serra onde nasci, anoitece cedo), sentavamos na calcada, e ficavamos a conversar, com quem voltava da escola, do trabalho, quem ia e quem vinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos dias de hoje, nessa correria, tudo isso que vivi fica tao distante, e a saudade eh como certa. Tenho muitas saudade de meu pai (ja falecido), suas historias interminaveis e repettitivas, minha mae com um jeitinho doce, mas de um olhar sempre firme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naquela cidadezinha minuscula, onde o tempo passa arrastado...tudo isso eh muito bom de lembrar!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa semana pra todo mundo!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112656008767626077?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112656008767626077/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112656008767626077&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112656008767626077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112656008767626077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/saudades.html' title='Saudades'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112635351377476860</id><published>2005-09-10T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T04:58:33.780-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Carta</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Como se foram de 7 de semtembro? Um amigo lembrou-me da minha epoca de infancia, 7 de setembro era uma festa, ficava uns 2 dias, na ansiedade, pra chegar a hora do desfile escolar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E la iamos nos, de fardinha limpa, cheirosos, suar no sol escaladante, caminhar leguas, e depois voltar pra casa, correndo porque tambem tinha almoco especial. Hoje nem vejo mais a graca desses desfiles, entao o que dizer? Tempos bons aqueles,kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E finalmente chegou!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;A cartinha que mandei pra Teti, a trocentos meses atraz, parece que caminhou dos isteites (como diz ela) de jumento ate Vitoria.Que bom voce gostou amiga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/teti2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/teti2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh isso gente, bom findi pra todo mundo!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Nao sei porque meus post's sao assim, sem pe nem cabeca!!!! rsrsrsrsr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112635351377476860?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112635351377476860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112635351377476860&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112635351377476860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112635351377476860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/carta.html' title='Carta'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112595593283572872</id><published>2005-09-05T14:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-05T14:32:12.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem acredito que hoje ja eh segunda-feira 5 de setembro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem acredito que ja estamos nos B-R-O BRO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem acredito que passei mais um dia em casa sem fazer nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem acredito que ainda tenho coragem de gastar dinheiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nem acredito que ja tenho 26 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sera que nao daria pra desacelerar um pouco esse tempo nao hein?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112595593283572872?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112595593283572872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112595593283572872&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112595593283572872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112595593283572872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/vida.html' title='Vida'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112575711794174025</id><published>2005-09-03T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-03T07:18:37.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Furacao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/fuga3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/fuga3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Realmente o katrina nao passou por aqui, agora chega ate nos, os efeitos que ele provoca na economia. Nao bastasse toda a desgraca daquela gente, sem agua potavel, sem comida, sem remedio e algumas ilhadas...chega agora a desgraca economica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda-feira sera feriado aqui, Labor Day, mas nao podemos sair a nenhum lugar, o motivo? Falta gasolina nos postos, e gasolina eh o que move esse Pais. Em uma senama, o preco do galao de gasolina foi de $ 2,40 a inacreditaveis 3,99, e ainda por cima, falta gasolina nos postos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nota-se a importacia deste liquido por aqui, ao sair nas ruas, de uma cidade, pequena como essa que eu vivo, e a enorme quantidade de carros nas ruas. E em cadeia, tudo aumenta de preco. Para nos que vinhemos aqui por pouco tempo, isso eh pessimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas nada, nada que se compare, as pessoas que estao naquele sofrimento. Ate mesmo num Pais rico e desenvolvido como esse, existem certas dificuldades, que por falta, de nao sei quem, ou o que, atrasa a ajuda e pessoas morrem enquanto isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra piorar so um pouco mais, a onda de furacao ainda nao passou, virao outros por ai. O que fazemos entao? Simples, entregamos a Deus, e rogamos para que nao haja maiores catastrofes, que tenha misericordia desse seu povo pecador. Somente orar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esperando a bonanca, deixo voces um abraco, bom final de semana, que hoje mais do que nunca, Deus esteja conosco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112575711794174025?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112575711794174025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112575711794174025&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112575711794174025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112575711794174025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/furacao.html' title='Furacao'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112560512941261303</id><published>2005-09-01T12:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T13:05:29.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visto</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Hahahaha, castiguei voces, com um texto enorme, e sem interesse para muitos, mas gente, esse blog tem que trazer alguma informacao util, ao menos uma vez na vida dele, quem sabe um dia voces possam dizer: " O Fora de Casa, tambem eh cultura"! rsrsrsrsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essas palavras nunca poderiam sair de ninguem, viu, so eu mesma,kkkk.Calma, nao levei nenhuma "reboalda" de vento do Katrina, afinal, gracas ao meu bom Deus, ele nem passou por aqui. Mesmo frustrando Marcela que ainda espera uma foto minha, segurando numa arvore, com o vento levando meu corpo, afiiiiiii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voltando ao normal (se eh que eu possa ser chamada de normal), estive na maior tensao na terca-feira, meus amigos Diego e Nubia foram tirar o visto pra virem dar um pulinho aqui (oh coisa xique, da um pulinho aqui, como se fosse assim, na cidade vizinha). Nubia infelizmente nao conseguiu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiquei tao triste por ela, ja dava como certo sua vinda, mais amiga, tenta de novo, voce vai conseguir...Diego chegara por esses dias, dai vamos mudar de casa, vamos agora para o Big Brother, rsrsrsr...Essa era a novidade, vamos ter novo integrante na "familia", vai ser muito bom, muitos post's virei aqui fazer, contando nossas aventuras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh isso, bom restinho de semana a todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112560512941261303?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112560512941261303/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112560512941261303&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112560512941261303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112560512941261303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/09/visto.html' title='Visto'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112535158419649924</id><published>2005-08-29T14:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-29T14:39:44.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Informacao</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/fiv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/fiv.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;A Fecundação In Vitro (FIV) é o tratamento mais adequado quando a Inseminação Artificial não resulta em gestação, se nenhuma das trompas ovarianas é permeável, ou mesmo no caso de o estado de infertilidade ser de causa masculina moderada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fazer uma FIV significa realizar em laboratório a fecundação entre o óvulo e o espermatozóide, sob condições estéreis, a 37 graus de temperatura e a 5% de concentração de CO².&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse procedimento consiste em estimulação hormonal dos ovários, punção dos óvulos, inseminação destes gametas, cultivo dos embriões in vitro e transferência embrionária. No caso de haver embriões excedentes, eles são congelados a menos 196ºC, e mantidos no banco de embriões do Instituto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feita a opção por esse tratamento, cria-se uma planilha com as datas e os medicamentos que serão utilizados, e como e quando devem ser administrados. A paciente passa pela estimulação ovariana exógena no próprio consultório. Através de injeções subcutâneas, em um período de 8 a 11 dias, e monitoramento por meio de ultra-som e dosagens hormonais, sabemos o dia em que os folículos estão adequados, administramos o último medicamento e realizamos, 36 horas depois, a punção dos folículos, com a obtenção dos óvulos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como nem todos os óvulos obtidos pela aspiração são fecundados e, destes, nem todos formam embriões com capacidade implantatória, é necessário recuperar um número maior que o natural, um óvulo ao mês. Por meio de medicamentos, os óvulos são recrutados e iniciam um processo de crescimento e amadurecimento, quando então se administra o último medicamento induzindo a maturação do óvulo e sua ovulação, passadas 36 horas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O próximo passo é recuperar os óvulos antes que a ovulação se consolide, o que é feito através de uma punção transvaginal guiada por ultra-som e sob leve sedação. O procedimento dura de 10 a 15 minutos e a paciente permanece na clínica durante cerca de 30 a 40 minutos, até receber alta. Enquanto se realiza a punção aspirativa dos óvulos, o parceiro colhe o sêmen para que esse seja capacitado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No laboratório, os óvulos são avaliados quanto à qualidade e tratados de maneiras distintas (para FIV convencional ou com ICSI); e o sêmen, processado a fim de que se possa produzir a fecundação.No caso da FIV, os espermatozóides previamente tratados e selecionados são colocados em contato direto com os óvulos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse procedimento requer uma concentração mínima de espermatozóides capacitados (3 milhões de espermatozóides móveis normais). Os óvulos captados na punção são colocados em contato com espermatozóides já capacitados e incubados por 17 a 20 horas. Após esse período, verifica-se a ocorrência de fecundação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma vez fecundados, os embriões permanecem de dois a seis dias no laboratório, e então são transferidos para o útero. A transferência embrionária é realizada através de um fino catéter, que é introduzido até a cavidade uterina, guiado por ultra-som sem a necessidade de anestesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De acordo com a Lei 1.358/92 do Conselho Federal de Medicina, podem ser transferidos no máximo quatro embriões, embora a tendência atual seja diminuir esse número com o intuito de se reduzir o número de gestações múltiplas, que muitas vezes oferecem riscos à saúde da mãe e dos bebês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os resultados obtidos com essa técnica variam de serviço para serviço, mas no IBRRA se encontram acima de 58% por ciclo transferido (dependendo do caso chegam a 65%). As principais complicações são: gravidez múltipla (que ocorre em mais de 40% dos casos quando se transferem 2 ou 3 embriões classificados de boa qualidade em um serviço de alta complexidade) e a síndrome da hiperestimulação ovariana (que ocorre em menos de 2% das pacientes).O IBRRA hoje apresenta uma das maiores taxas de gestação por ciclo e a menor taxa de gestação múltipla do país.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112535158419649924?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112535158419649924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112535158419649924&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112535158419649924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112535158419649924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/informacao.html' title='Informacao'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112525772704233214</id><published>2005-08-28T12:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T12:35:27.046-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/domin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/domin2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Hoje eh domingo&lt;br /&gt;Pe do cachimbo&lt;br /&gt;Cachimbo eh de barro&lt;br /&gt;Que bate no jarro&lt;br /&gt;Jarro eh fino&lt;br /&gt;Que bate no sino&lt;br /&gt;Sino eh de ouro&lt;br /&gt;Que bate no touro&lt;br /&gt;Touro eh valente&lt;br /&gt;Que bate na gente&lt;br /&gt;A gente eh fraco&lt;br /&gt;Cai no buraco&lt;br /&gt;Buraco eh fundo&lt;br /&gt;Acabou o mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112525772704233214?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112525772704233214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112525772704233214&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112525772704233214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112525772704233214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/domingo.html' title='Domingo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112491308031909249</id><published>2005-08-24T12:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T12:51:20.326-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ola</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/13ago%20025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/13ago%20025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Sem muito o que falar, venho so atender ao apelo da Sol. Segundo ela, ta muito chato vir aqui e encontrar o mesmo post, entao, fofis, ai estar novo post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem comentei que comemoramos o aniversario de Heldecio, com um bolinho lindo e refri, la na igreja, ele tadinho, morto de vergonha, mas adorou!&lt;br /&gt;Quanto a nos dois, estamos muito bem, Gracas ao meu Santo Deus, bem que oposicao tenta o contrario, mas Deus eh maior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ando me apertando toda, uma economia inacreditavel para mim, o trabalho anda curto por aqui, e eu estou precisando juntar mais dindin. Em breve teremos novidades por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda nao sera meus trigemos, nao por enquanto, ou quem sabe? So Deus, fe eu tenho, e perseveranca tambem, na hora que tiver que ser, eu creio nos poderes infinitos do Deus que eu sirvo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112491308031909249?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112491308031909249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112491308031909249&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112491308031909249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112491308031909249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/ola.html' title='Ola'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112458310794319046</id><published>2005-08-20T17:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-20T17:11:47.946-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Tres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/tri2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/tri2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;*Tenham um final de semana maravilhoso!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Uma semana produtiva!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*E passem sempre por aqui!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Definitvo, como tudo o que eh simples.Nossa dor nao advem das coisas vividas, mas das que forao sonhadas e nao se cumpriram". (Drumond)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112458310794319046?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112458310794319046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112458310794319046&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112458310794319046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112458310794319046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/tres.html' title='Tres'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112432267030803972</id><published>2005-08-17T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-17T16:51:10.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sumico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/abs22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/abs22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ando meio por fora da net, entre outras variantes, ando meio assim...sabe down, nao exatamente assim, tipo estranha, sem graca para algumas coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ando sem graca de deixar recado em orkut, de ler recados, ando vendo um mundo tao falso, tao mentiroso, nao posso dizer que isso me alegra!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Estava procurando uma foto pra colocar aqui, queria uma de animal, olhei horrores e nao encontrei nenhuma que se adequasse ao meu perfil hoje...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Comecei vendo uns &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;gatinhos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...mas gatinhos sao carinhosos e carentes, nao eh meu caso...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Depois passei por um &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cisne&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...definitivamente nao, tudo muito lindo, tranquilo e elegante...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Fui ate a um &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;leopardo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...gerreiro, com um faro agucado, o meu anda meio errado, cabalenado entre mentiras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ainda passei por &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cavalo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, ai minha paixao! Tao forte, tanto vigor...nao nao...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E uma &lt;span style="color:#330000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;coruja&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?...Poderia ser, aquele olhar aberto, aquele espanto...mas coruja nao enxerga bem..eu ainda estou vendo tudo...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pato&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;?...Pode ser, tenho muitos momentos de pato, nao,mas dessa vez nao!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Segui vendo um &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;sapo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...sapo? Nada a ver comigo, passa muito longe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cachorro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? Muito fiel...algo que nao espero encontrar em ninguem, sinceramente falando, ou entao babando, odeio isso!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Normalmente me defino como uma aguia, mas tadinha de mim, hoje estou mais pra um fragil passarinho...Uma borboleta, minha vida eh uma metamorfose, quem me conhece que o diga, mas isso eh de uma vida inteira, queria algo pra o momento, para o que esses dias, tem sido pra mim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas nao me interpretem mal, nao estou arrasada, nem triste, nem seqer pensei em suicidio...isso atende apenas pelo nome de decepcao, e ca pra nos, ninguem gosta de ser decepcionado ne?!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acabei por achar uma figura abstrata (geralmente detesto figuras abstratas), mas nesse caso veio a acalhar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Agora um apelo, nao percam nem um segundinho, tentando enteder esse post nao ta? Caso contrario nao ira somente eu e Ilana pro hospicio, vc acabara nos fazendo companhia la, rsrsrsrs! Seria um caso pra psicologa Matha? Laurinhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!rsrsrsrs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ta assim sabe...ta ruim mas ta bom?!!! O importante eh que eu vou chego no topo e so!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo" align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112432267030803972?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112432267030803972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112432267030803972&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112432267030803972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112432267030803972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/sumico.html' title='Sumico'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112389530973766188</id><published>2005-08-12T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-12T18:08:29.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabens!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/PESCA%20034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/PESCA%20034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Semaninha de muito trabalho essa, ainda bem, ja que verao aqui nao eh um pouco seco nesse quesito...Passei a semana inteira querendo ir a praia, ver o por-do-sol, mas sempre tinha um motivo pra impedir, acabou a semana e nada, na proxima semana se nao tiver quem va comigo, irei sozinha mesmo, fazer o que?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So pra explicar o post passado, gente eh pra falar de coisa nenhuma mesmo, sao frases, que vem me perseguindo naquele dia, frases soltas, que eu penso e/ou acontecem, dai eu escrevo, mas nao levem muito a serio nao, porque caso contrario, voces mandam me internar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje nao irei poupar linhas aqui, nao estou preocupada em que o post fique grande, e deixem voces com sono, hoje estou com vontade de escrever, voces (me desculpem), vao ter que me engolir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seguinte: Amanha dia 13/08 eh aniversario de Heldecio, meu marido, meu companheiro, meu amigo, meu conselheiro, meu parceiro.....&lt;br /&gt;Quao grande eh minha alegria de vir aqui prestar essa homenagem a essa pessoa que eu amo tanto e que eh fudamental em minha vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eu sou grata a Deus, pelo dia que o colocou no meu caminho (conheci ele no dia de meu niver 14/03/99), que presente magnifico eu ganhei naquele dia. De la pra ca, tenho muitas vitorias a contar, tudo porque, como diz a cancao, ele me amou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia vivido ao seu lado, tem sido, uma dadiva, e quanto ele acrescenta a mim quanto ser humano! Entao nesse dia tao especial, dia em que Deus o criou, para que eu pudesse encontra-lo na vida, venho mais que desejar, mais que felicitar...Venho agradecer sua existencia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma pessoa muito alem do que eu possa descrever aqui, uma pessoa unica e singular, que muito me orgulhar por brindar a vida ao seu lado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muita saude Heldecio, muita paz no seu coracao, e no mais eu so desejo que voce, continue essa pessoa esplendida que voce eh...Deus te abencoe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com todo o meu amor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112389530973766188?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112389530973766188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112389530973766188&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112389530973766188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112389530973766188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/parabens.html' title='Parabens!'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112370229606781913</id><published>2005-08-10T12:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T12:31:36.073-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trechos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/borbo2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/borbo2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;De nada com nada, pra falr de coisa nenhuma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Existe uma pessoa estranha dentro de voce...voce ja se deparou com ela, se nao, aguarde, porque ela vai aparecer!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Eu sou linda? Oxe, tai uma que eu nao sabia!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nunca mais comi maria-izabel, tao bom!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Minhas unhas estao em frangalhos, so serao restauradas em 2008*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Ai que calor, que sol escaldante!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Agua mole em pedra dura, tanto bate ate que fura!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112370229606781913?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112370229606781913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112370229606781913&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112370229606781913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112370229606781913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/trechos_10.html' title='Trechos'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112344622598524827</id><published>2005-08-07T13:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-07T13:23:45.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Nada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/a%20toa%20012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/a%20toa%20012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Poder ser que um dia deixemos de nos falar...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas enquanto houver amizade faremos as pazes de novo.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode ser que um dia o tempo passe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, se a amizade permanecer, um do outro há de se lembrar.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode ser que um dia nos afastemos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, se formos amigos de verdade, a amizade nos reaproximará.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode ser que um dia não mais existamos...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas, se ainda sobrar amizade, nasceremos de novo, um para o outro.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pode ser que um dia tudo acabe...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mas com a amizade construiremos tudo novamente, cada vez de forma diferente, sendo único e inesquecível cada momento que juntos viveremos e nos lembraremos para sempre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Há duas formas para viver a vida:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Uma é não acreditar que existe milagre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;A outra é acreditar que todas as coisas são milagre.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(Albert Einstein) &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112344622598524827?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112344622598524827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112344622598524827&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112344622598524827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112344622598524827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/nada.html' title='Nada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112329710838064449</id><published>2005-08-05T19:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T19:58:28.390-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/gatim2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/gatim2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Ainda sobre o post passado, encontrei um texto que vem bem a acalhar! Aproveitem e bom findi a todos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Pensando bem, em tudo o que a gente vê, e vivencia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E ouve e pensa, não existe uma pessoa certa prá gente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Existe uma pessoa, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Que se você for parar prá pensar, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;É, na verdade, a pessoa errada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Porque a pessoa certa, faz tudo certinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Chega na hora certa, fala as coisas certas, faz as coisas certas, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas nem sempre a gente tá precisando das coisas certas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Aí é a hora de procurar a pessoa errada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A pessoa errada te faz perder a cabeça, fazer loucuras, perder a hora, morrer de amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A pessoa errada vai ficar um dia sem te procurar, que é prá na hora que vocês se encontrarem A entrega ser muito mais verdadeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A pessoa errada, é na verdade, aquilo que a gente chama de pessoa certa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Essa pessoa vai te fazer chorar, mas uma hora depois vai estar enxugando suas lágrimas Essa pessoa vai tirar seu sono, mas vai te dar em troca uma noite de amor inesquecível &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Essa pessoa talvez te magoe e depois te enche de mimos pedindo seu perdão &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Essa pessoa pode não estar cem por cento do tempo ao seu lado,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Mas vai estar cem por cento da vida dela esperando você &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Vai estar o tempo todo pensando em você. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;A pessoa errada tem que aparecer pra todo mundo porque a vida não é certa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Nada aqui é certo. O que é certo mesmo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;É que temos que viver cada momento,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Cada segundo amando, sorrindo, chorando, emocionando, pensando, agindo, Querendo,conseguindo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;E só assim É possível chegar àquele momento do dia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Em que a gente diz: "Graças à Deus deu tudo certo" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Quando na verdade Tudo o que Ele quer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;É que a gente encontre a pessoa errada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Prá que as coisas comecem a realmente funcionar direito prá gente...&lt;br /&gt;(Fernando Pessoa) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112329710838064449?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112329710838064449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112329710838064449&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112329710838064449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112329710838064449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/post-passado.html' title='Post Passado'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112310634434711113</id><published>2005-08-03T14:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T14:59:04.353-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Angel</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/angel21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/angel21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conversando. *Nossa vida eh fruto de nossas decisoes, nao da pra culpar ninguem por aquilo que estamos vivendo hoje, vc tem a opcao nas suas maos, se nao eh capaz de tomar uma decisao, nao culpe ninguem por isso, nem fique remoendo o que poderia ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja te disse eu nao dou ibope para isso, voce estar vivendo fora da realidade, voce estar vislumbrando uma coisa e quer que os outros acreditem nisso, pra mim nao da, nao cola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se vc nao eh capaz de decidir, problemas, bola pra frente e tente ser feliz, naquilo que voce estar, gente nao da pra ficar remoendo por toda uma vida...nao quer, nao pode, sei la, sao "n" motivos pelos quais vc nao pode ir em frente, entao, para e seja feliz...acabou!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao me diga que voce ainda acredita em principe montado num cavalo branco!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Dura...nao, sou apenas realista!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112310634434711113?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112310634434711113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112310634434711113&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112310634434711113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112310634434711113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/08/angel_03.html' title='Angel'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112284162716950515</id><published>2005-07-31T13:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T13:32:41.296-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/flor12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/flor12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana foi um pouco parada, trabalhei apenas tres dias, porem gastei por 15...nao sei como controlar essa minha torneirinha gastadeira...Ah mais eu aprendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabado de manha fomos pescar, eu marido e sobrinho, ate as 10:00 estava tudo indo bem, mas depois disso, aha, o negocio pegou, aquele sol escaldante, naquele calor lazarento...desisti, fui pro carro, ouvir som e ler, bem melhor viu! Nao consegui pegar nem um peixinho se quer, mas em compensacao, peguei um monte de &lt;a href="http://fotolog.terra.com.br/dora_26" onmouseover="self.status='Fotos';return true" onmouseout="self.status='fotos'"&gt;fotinhaa&lt;/a&gt;, afinal nao sou de ferro, rsrsrs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite fomos jantar na casa da Sol, hummmmmm, delicia e assistimos &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;The Notebook,&lt;/span&gt; otimo, eu ja tinha lido o livro, que alias achei melhor que o filme, mas vale a pena conferir!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingo, depois de mais gastos, por roupas pra lavar, cozinhar, almocar, guardar roupas, tomar banho, ufa...outro filminho &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Bagger Vance &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;(nao sei o titulo em portugues), tambem bom...agora to aqui postando e visitando voces! Logo mais igerja, e amanha vamos a luta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que post enooorme, valha-me! Bjos a todos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112284162716950515?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112284162716950515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112284162716950515&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112284162716950515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112284162716950515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/domingo.html' title='Domingo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112259074775408515</id><published>2005-07-28T15:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T17:34:31.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passado</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/fofis222.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/400/fofis222.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como eh bom encontrar pessoas que feziram parte de algum momento de nossa vida! Como eh bom relembrar tempos, onde eramos felizes e nao sabiamos...isso eh uma mentira, somos felizes de acordo com o tempo que vivemos! Mas o passado, ja passou...eu quero mais eh o futuro que estar pra chegar! &lt;blockquote id="e3ccd26c"&gt; &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112259074775408515?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112259074775408515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112259074775408515&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112259074775408515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112259074775408515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/passado.html' title='Passado'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112259058707762462</id><published>2005-07-28T15:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T15:43:07.076-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Licao</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Sempre faca pelos outros, aquilo que gostaria que fosse feito a voce! Agora nunca, mas nunca mesmo, espere que os outros facam por voce, aquilo que voce faria pelos outros! Estamos entendidos!!!&lt;br /&gt;Boa Semana a Todos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112259058707762462?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112259058707762462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112259058707762462&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112259058707762462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112259058707762462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/licao_28.html' title='Licao'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112208244305066804</id><published>2005-07-22T18:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T18:34:03.056-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trauma</title><content type='html'>&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;Cada um com seus traumas, deixe quem quiser falar, ninguem eh obrigado a ser igual, afinal que graca teria um mundo de pessoas iguais?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda fui a praia, tava uma delicia, aguinha quente, mar tranquilo, nunca contei aqui, mas eu tenho P-A-V-O-R do mar, mas dessa vez eu adorei, ate parecia uma lagoa, ontem quis repetir a dose, chegando la, desastre, mare alta, mar revolto, nem me molhei, morro de medo de ondas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nao ria nao, que o negocio eh serio, nao consigo entender como alguem pode sentir tranquilidade, olhando para o mar, porque eu tenho eh desespero.&lt;br /&gt;Uma imensidao sem fim, um barulho pertubador...nao sinceramente essa nao eh "minha praia"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me dar uma angustia, aquele vai e vem, uma falta de esperanca, sei la o que isso...pode dizer o que quiser, isso falando do mar, pq sol, definitivamente nao da pra mim, de jeito nenhum!&lt;br /&gt;Traumas expostos...Bom fim de Semana e cutam a praia, quem gostar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final das contas, Estados Unidos da Palmacia nao tem mar...agora deu pra entender ne?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr unselectable="on" hb_tag="1"&gt;&lt;td style="FONT-SIZE: 1pt" height="1" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;div id="hotbar_promo"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112208244305066804?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112208244305066804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112208244305066804&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112208244305066804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112208244305066804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/trauma.html' title='Trauma'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112190487058022075</id><published>2005-07-20T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T17:37:56.680-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/amizade11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/320/amizade11.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote id="c94bd5f1"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Feliz Dia do Amigo!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112190487058022075?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112190487058022075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112190487058022075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112190487058022075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112190487058022075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/amigo.html' title='Amigo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112121050540208910</id><published>2005-07-12T16:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-12T16:25:39.260-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Star</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/1600/Dora%20Star5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3110/671/200/Dora%20Star5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table id="HB_Mail_Container" height="100%" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" width="100%" border="0" unselectable="on"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr height="100%" unselectable="on" width="100%"&gt;&lt;td id="HB_Focus_Element" valign="top" width="100%" background="" height="250" unselectable="off"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Olhando para tras, nada eu gostaria que voltasse, algumas coisas queria ter feito diferente, eu nao sabia que as oportunidades passavam, na minha ingenua ilusao, sempre pensei que elas voltariam...tola, tudo passa, como ja diz a musica, "A vida vem em ondas como o mar, tudo passa, tudo muda o tempo todo no mundo..." Saudades, tenho... tenho sim, mas nao passa disso, minha lembranca ja basta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Boa semana pra todo mundo, vou deixar uma foto que minha amiga Marcela editou pra mim...Bjos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112121050540208910?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112121050540208910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112121050540208910&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112121050540208910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112121050540208910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/star_12.html' title='Star'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-112041897761146220</id><published>2005-07-03T12:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-04T16:15:36.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>melhor</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.magiagifs.hpg.ig.com.br/magiagifs/borboletas/borboletarox.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;As coisas pro meu lado estao um pouco melhor, tudo vai se reajustar aos poucos...!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Mantenha seus pensamentos positivos porque pensamentos tornam-se suas palavras&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;Mantenha suas palavras positivas porque suas palavras tornam-se suas atitudes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha suas atitudes positivas porque suas atitudes tornam-se seus habitos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha seus habitos positivos porque seus habitos tornam-se seus valores&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mantenha seus valores positivos porque seus valores......tornam-se seu destino!"&lt;br /&gt;(Mahatma Gandhi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa Semana pra todos...Bjos no coracao de vcs!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-112041897761146220?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/112041897761146220/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=112041897761146220&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112041897761146220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/112041897761146220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/07/melhor.html' title='melhor'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111991117933265002</id><published>2005-06-27T15:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T15:27:25.320-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Desabafo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Estou aqui como desabafo, minha vontade eh gritar...mas minha consciencia diz: nem tente, nao adianta...Mas como eu faco para ser ouvida? Como faco para que todos vejam como estou ferida que ate chego a sangrar?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Nada do que eu fale consegue explicar como estou em meu mais intimo ser, por mais que eu tente, ninguem conseguiria ver a dimenssao da minha angustia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uma vez eu ouvi q nada na vida acontece por acaso, eu ate acredito nisso, e agora mas temo por essa "verdade"...o que sera que me espera no futuro? Sim pq se estou passando por todo esse turbilhao tem um significado...e eu tenho medo, nao sei do que se trata e nao gosto do desconhecido, nao gosto de nao ter opcao, de nao escolher de como quero estar no futuro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Sozinha?!!! Eu sou sozinha, mas nao quero ficar so...pq nunca fui solitaria, derrepente aos 26 anos me veio medo da solidao...Sera?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ainda bem que vai passar, isso eu sei que vai, embora nao saiba quanto tempo durara, essa onda vai passar e eu vou entende-la depois, mais por enquanto eu sofro...Ja passei por isso?!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ja...ja sim, conheco bem essa mare, muito embora agora as ondas sejam diferentes, acontece que eu sou forte, mesmo com medo, mesmo com anciedade, mesmo com duvidas...eu vou vencer, no fundo eu sei disso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111991117933265002?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111991117933265002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111991117933265002&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111991117933265002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111991117933265002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/desabafo.html' title='Desabafo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111965482561211314</id><published>2005-06-24T16:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:14:33.860-07:00</updated><title type='text'>findi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oi passei pra abracar todos, e desejar bom findi pra todo mundo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem ta no Brasil, curta mt as festas juninas, que eu tanto amo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sinceramente nao to muito afim de blogar nao, ando de mau com ele...quando passar essa onda down eu volto ta?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111965482561211314?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111965482561211314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111965482561211314&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111965482561211314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111965482561211314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/findi.html' title='findi'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111948418839645153</id><published>2005-06-22T16:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-22T16:52:31.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bata Quente</title><content type='html'>Nao estou com muito tempo nao oh, mas nao podia fazer desfeita pra minha amiga Teti de jeito nenhum...vim aqui fazer o :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Jogo da Batata Quente*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quem me passou&lt;/strong&gt;: Teti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quantos gigabytes usados com música:&lt;/strong&gt; Faco a menor ideia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Último CD que comprei:&lt;/strong&gt; Come away with me - Norah Jones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Música tocando no momento:&lt;/strong&gt; Falling into you - Celine Dion (ouco zil vezes)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cinco músicas que tenho escutado bastante:&lt;/strong&gt; By your side (Sade); Falling into you (Celine Dion); Don't know why (Norah Joes); Fico assim sem vc (Adriana Calcanhoto); Ainda eh tempo p/ ser feliz (Beth Carvalho)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Os 5 ganhadores da Batata Quente:&lt;/strong&gt; Sol, Drika, Juliana,Katia e Marcela.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111948418839645153?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111948418839645153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111948418839645153&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111948418839645153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111948418839645153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/bata-quente.html' title='Bata Quente'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111906032634362180</id><published>2005-06-17T18:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-17T19:05:59.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>voltei</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oi...dei um descancinho a voces ne?!!!rsrsrsrs....Trabalhei muito essa semana, estou cansadinha da silva, mais vale a pena, diferetemente dai do Brasil, que a gente morre de trabalhar e nao consegue muita coisa, aqui a gente ve o resultado do nosso esforco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Nunca mais fui no msn, nem respondi e-mails, mais hoje ja estou colocando tudo em dias, e quantas coisas aconteceram ne?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Domigo passado fomos ao Bush Garden, eu Heldecio, Sol, Johannes e Johannan....foi muito legal, aquele parque eh muito lindo, tem muita coisa pra ver, eu e Heldecio ficamos abobalhados com a montanha russa, gente o que e aquilooooooooo? So de olha, me tremia toda, sim porque nem mortinha eu vou naquilo, Deus me livre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Muitos animais e muiiiiiiiiiiitas fotos, vim uma hiena, ate entao eu so tinha visto em tv ou revista, eh bem exotico, leoes, girafas, passaros...fotos....jardins decorados lindamente, estatuas...fotos...e muita canseira tambem viu, eh muito grande aquilo la, e a gente tem que ir desposto a andar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Pra falar a verdade, ainda to cansada ate hoje...sou molenga ne?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;A proposito, voces viram essas fotos? Se nao vao ai no link Fotos, ai do lado esquerdo e divirtam...Bom agora vou terminar minhas visitinhas, e depois eu volto...Bom findi pra todo mundo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111906032634362180?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111906032634362180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111906032634362180&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111906032634362180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111906032634362180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/voltei.html' title='voltei'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111897018044981976</id><published>2005-06-16T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T18:04:08.186-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ocupada</title><content type='html'>Oi povo, vim so dar alguma satisfacao pra voces....estou meio sumida ne?!!!...Mas eh que estou trabalhando ate mais tarde e chegando em casa cansadinha da silva, nem meus e-mails tenho visto...Desculpas pelo sumico, assim que der prometo visitas a todos, ta?!!! Me aguardeeeeeeeem!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111897018044981976?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111897018044981976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111897018044981976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111897018044981976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111897018044981976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/ocupada.html' title='Ocupada'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111845724759350413</id><published>2005-06-10T19:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T19:38:07.206-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mentira</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ola pessoas!!!! Minha semana foi otima, Maria e Sol chegaram do Brasil, Maria trouxe umas calcinhas pra mim, porque as daqui, ninguem merece, sao horrendas...Sol voltou melhor, porque antes de ir, ninguem tava aguentando ela, rsrsrsrs...e agora nossa vidinha entra nos eixos de novo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nao sei se alguem viu na tv, esta passando um tornado aqui por Bradenton, nao precisa assustar, nao eh nada pavoroso, so chuvas...antes de ontem teve uns relampagos fortes, eu vinha do trabalho e quase tive medo, so tinha visto daqueles em filmes, ontem chuvinha a tarde e hoje chava o dia todo, de uma certa hora da tarde ate agora, vento...Mas nada grave nao!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Recebi e-mail hoje de Lucinha, me contando novi do Tj, e das festas juninas, fiquei morrendo de saudade, eu amo esse mes ai no Brasil, adoro as comidas, quadrilhas, as musicas, nossa que saudade...Lu apreoveite bem muito por mim...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tambem recebi cartinha da Teti, linda, ja to escrevendo a sua, em breve vamos tricotar via correio internacional, rsrsrs...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ah, quanto ao post onde contei que travei o carro com a chave dentro, no outro dia meu marido resolveu, ligou pra um chaveiro ele cobrou U$ 65.00, dai ele pegou um monte de chave de carro e foi tentando uma por uma, Gracas ao Bom Deus, ele abriu e nos economizamos essa graninha, rsrs....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bom eh isso gente, bom final de semana pra todo mundo e um cheiro bem grande!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111845724759350413?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111845724759350413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111845724759350413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111845724759350413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111845724759350413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/mentira.html' title='Mentira'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111798813115211908</id><published>2005-06-05T09:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T09:16:42.136-07:00</updated><title type='text'>domingo</title><content type='html'>Ai, eh muito chato postar sem imagens, logo pra mim...eh o fim isso...alias deixo aqui meu apelo quem souber como eu faco pra colocar imagens aqui, e puder me ajudar eu fico "gradicida"....&lt;br /&gt;Estou em casa conversando no mensseger com um trabalho para entregar...e ai?!! Ai eh que a patinha aqui, travou o carro ontem com a chave dentro...estou sem carro esperando Heldecio chegar pra eu ir no carro dele....&lt;br /&gt;No mais...Maria e Sol, chegaram do Brasil hoje, em breve tera muitas fotos no usa brasil...Bjim e boa semana pra voces!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111798813115211908?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111798813115211908/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111798813115211908&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111798813115211908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111798813115211908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/06/domingo.html' title='domingo'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111758967246485505</id><published>2005-05-31T18:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-31T19:31:31.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Findi</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Meu finfi???!!! Pergunta!! No tronco claro, no sabado pela manha fui resolver um pro com minha licensa para dirigir, tinha trabalho na M.J.A., mas acabou nao dando tempo, a tarde fui pra Mc...e domingo fui fazer o trabalho que ficou pendente do sabado...gostaram?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Ah, mas nem conto, como diz um ditado bem feio, mas vou colocar assim mesmo "nois sofre, mas nois gosa", afe nem parece que sou eu to escrevendo, mas pula essa parte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sol e Maria chegam essa semana do Brasil, eu sinceramente nao vejo a hora disso acontecer, como eu falei la no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;/strong"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;USA Brasil, essa terra fica muito vazia sem elas, novidadeee?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Aqui ta um calor de rachar a cabeca de qualquer cristao, eu simplismente odeio calor, essa mistura odiosa (nem sei se existe essa palavra) de: Sol quente+calor escaldante+mancha de pele= eh pra me deixar doidinha, mas do que o que ja sou....tomo banho de protetor solar a cada vez que entro no carro...e so penso em uma coisa: "Ai que saudades da minha "sombrinha"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Voces sabem o que eh isso ne?! Sao aqueles guarda-chuvas pequenos, o meu era coloridinho e me acompava onde eu fosse...Ta rindo eh? Isso porque voce so ta me "ouvindo falar", imagina quem via a cena, rsrsrsrs.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;+++++++++++++++++++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Chega de abobrinhas...boa semana pra todo mundo e muita paz no coracao de voces, o meu estar por demais necessiatdo...Bjos!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Tem post no Usa Brasil:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.usabrasil.blogger.com.br"&gt;http://www.usabrasil.blogger.com.br&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111758967246485505?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111758967246485505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111758967246485505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111758967246485505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111758967246485505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/findi.html' title='Findi'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111724777362447410</id><published>2005-05-27T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-27T19:38:54.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bagaco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ai, ai, ai...sexta-feira, feriado no Brasil, Maria e Sol la, e nao aproveitam nada, oh injustica...Enquanto isso, eu aqui mortinha de cansada, de tanto tronco, lere lere lere...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mas agradeco a Deus, afinal esse foi meu objetivo pra vir pra ca, trabalho e money, rsrsrsrs...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Mudando de assunto, eu estou super feliz, com duas pessoas em especial:&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;uma eh Katia, minha conterranea do Ceara, que me encheu de orgulho quando eu vi seu blog, ela com link la pra quem deseja conhecer um pouco do nosso estado...O blog dela eh simplismente lindo...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-----------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outra eh Mara, uma pessoa agradabilissima, mora no Japao e eu to adorando visitar seu blog, ler sua historias numa terra tao longiqua que nos desperta muito interesse e curiosidade...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sao nesses momentos, que  venho agradecer esse esplendido meio de comunicacao, chamado internete, onde podemos interagir com pessoas tao distintas em lugares completamente diferentes...No meu pouco tempo de blogueira, ja vi, varias historias chatas de blogs, mas eu particularmente, so tenho coisas boas pra contar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;"Conheci" pessoas a quem me afeicoei verdadeiramente, e que fazem parte da minha vida, tipo assim, nao posso passar uma semana sem noticias que ja fico, pensando o que estar acontecendo? Fulana nao some assim!!!Eh uma graca, como a gente gosta de pessoas que ainda nao vimos cara a cara...mas eh real...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outra pessoa a quem eu gosto muito e senti muito a sua falta quando ela passou um tempo sem postar foi a Juliana, amiga recebi seu e-mail, muito obrigada, pelo carinho, voce sabe que eu torco muito por voce ne?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;A Drika, que tem uma historia um pouco parecida com a minha e que adoro saber do convivio dela com os enteados, coisa que sinceramente"invejo", eu nao consigo essa facanha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;--------------------------------------------&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Mile, uma menina linda, que tem um filhote mais lindo ainda, que eu tambem adoro ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Agora eu jamais deixaria de sitar aqui a Teti, um presente de Deus, uma pessoa iluminada em todos os sentidos, por quem eu agradeco muito a Deus de te-la encontrado.&lt;/strong&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pra quem nao gosta de fazer posts grandes eu to bem metidinha ne?...Gente vou parar, um otimo final de semana pra voces, aproveitem bem o feriado quem tiver no Brasil, e aqui tambem, segunda ne?!!! Depois eu volto com mais, beijo no coracao de voces....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111724777362447410?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111724777362447410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111724777362447410&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111724777362447410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111724777362447410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/bagaco.html' title='Bagaco'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111688899990603573</id><published>2005-05-23T15:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-23T16:42:14.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>#Certos Dias#</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sabem aqueles dias q a gente tem vontade de olhar bem serio para a vida e dizer: "Ei stop, pera la, nao eh assim nao, vamos dar um tempo e corrigir isto..."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pois bem foi assim meu dia hoje, pela manha acordei sem querer acordar, ate ai nenhuma novidade, isso eh prache, tomei cafe, 30 minutos depois ja tava com fome de novo, enhuma novidade ate ai...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui pra casa de Maria peguei o carro pra ir trabalhar e tudo bem, fui para a primeira casa, fiz a segunda e na saida para a terceira, comeca a onda de "...", nao eh bom nem falar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vou seguindo na 6 Ave E, no speed 40 milhas, qd passo um sinal, eis uma police fazendo sinal pra eu parar, ainda verifiquei se estava a cima do speed, mas nao estava, a medida que ele sinalizava pra eu parar ia para frente do carro, ai tiver q frear bruscamente, vinha um velhinho e pufff, nao deu outra, bateu na minha trazeira.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O police pediu minha habilitacao, dei minha carteira internacional, ele pediu a da Florida, falei que nao tinha, dai ele falou, mas vc estar num carro de compnhia, eu rezei, fazer o que nessa hora, nao tinha outra opcao...rezar e nada mais...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liguei para Silvia, a moca que Maria deixou no seu lugar, e contei a ela o que tinha ocorrido, ela pediu pra eu dizer onde estava que ela ja estava indo pra la.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Enquanto isso, com meus documentos na mao, o police recolheu-se ao carro &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seu carro e la passou 1:25 h, checando dados, meu coracao saindo pela boca, depois de todo esse tempo, ele voltou com uma folha e me entregou, mostrando um numero, sei la o que dizendo que era para companhia...e me liberou. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Poucos segundos depois Silvia chegou, olhou o papel que ele tinha me dado, e para meu alivio, nada demais aconteceu, fora o susto que bastou a si so, sem multa sem nada...E dai eu so tenho a dizer...Gracas ao meu Bom e Vivo Deus que vela por mim e me livra de muitas coisas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ainda tremula, fui pra proxima casa, limpei, quando estava saindo, ao cruzar a porta, que dar para um gramado...quem eu vejo? Uma cobra...ainda nao contei aqui, mas tenho verdadeiro pavor a cobras, dei um grito e um pulo sem tamanho, a maldita se assultou com meu grito e correu...mas uma vez o que eu falei....Gracas ao meu Bom e Vivo Deus que vela por mim e me livra de muitas coisas!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fui pra ultima casa, esqueci a chave, tive que ir pegar com a Dineide, nada demais...porem nao era pra ter esquecido...fui pra casa de Maria deixei o carro, peguei o meu e vi rezando ate em casa, daqui a pouco vou no super-mercado, e ainda estou rezando para que mais nada der errado...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Texto grande ne?...Desculpem nao eh sempre assim nao ok...Bjos e uma otima semana pra todo mundo...Deus abencoe a todos!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111688899990603573?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111688899990603573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111688899990603573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111688899990603573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111688899990603573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/certos-dias.html' title='#Certos Dias#'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111674364795454148</id><published>2005-05-21T23:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T23:35:23.300-07:00</updated><title type='text'>22 de maio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;Sao 2:27 da manha de domingo, chegei do trabalho a 12:40, mas tinha que vir aqui deixar essa data registrada...Parabens eh seu aniversario, so te desejo uma coisa, a presenca de Deus em sua vida...Tenho orado muito por voce e minhas oracoes nao serao em vao, eu creio nisso verdadeiramente...Deus te abencoe e te resgate para sua felicidade e a gloria do nome do Senhor..Eh so isso, nao quero nada mais alem disso...Parabens!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111674364795454148?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111674364795454148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111674364795454148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111674364795454148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111674364795454148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/22-de-maio.html' title='22 de maio'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111646761370324840</id><published>2005-05-18T18:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-18T18:53:33.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111646761370324840?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111646761370324840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111646761370324840&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111646761370324840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111646761370324840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/img-src.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111637044838607424</id><published>2005-05-17T15:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-17T16:55:21.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Meu final de semana foi de compras, Sol estar indo para o Brasil e aproveitando o ensejo vai levar umas coisinhas pra mim...gastei horrores, mas pra minha tranquilidade eh so uma vez no ano...???? Tem fotos na fotopage, no link fotos aqui do lado, vao la dar uma espiadinha e deixem comentarios.........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Por falar em comentarios, venho aqui agradecer meu irmao, tadinho eh o unico que comenta em todos os meus enderecos eletronicos....bigadu maninho!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Boa semana pra todos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111637044838607424?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111637044838607424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111637044838607424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111637044838607424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111637044838607424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/meu-final-de-semana-foi-de-compras-sol.html' title=''/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111602839326047368</id><published>2005-05-13T16:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-13T17:02:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexta-feira Treze!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Huiiiiiiiii, nada disso, essas crendices sao bobagens, mas nao sei porque sempre tem algo errado pra nos acontecer na sexta-feira treze...Hoje fui em Sarasota, numa casa que ja tinha ido antes, pois pense que me perdi, estava na rodovia, e peguei a entrada errada, rodei por uma hora, voltei pra mesma rodovia, peguei maior engarrafamento...mas entre mortos e feridos, salvaram-se todos...chegei na casa e deu tudo certo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Hoje tambem eh o dia da abolicao dos escravos, devia ser tambem o dia do preconceito racial, que infelizmente existe e nao eh pouco nao, estive vendo uma materia no jornal, dizendo que IBGE, fez uma pesquisa, e mapeou o preconceito racial no Brasil, o mais interessante, foi um dado la, que dizia de uma entrevista, onde quando as pessoas eram perguntadas se eram racistas diziam que nao, depois quando faziam uma pergunta indireta, tipo assim: Nego quando nao faz errado na saida, faz na chegada... 84% concordavam...pode um negocio desse?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Mas o precoceito tambem vem de negro para branco, talvez como uma forma de auto defesa, nao concordo muito, mas sei la...Aqui na America, tem bairro so de negros, boate, igreja...eles criam um mundo todo deles, e ai de quem disser alguma coisa...Eu hein?!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;To me mudando do zip.net, ele cortou meu espaco, falta de consideracao viu, mais de um ano, agora nao me deixa mais postar la, ainda bem que consegui manter o mesmo endereco aqui, so muda o hospedeiro, agora Blogspot, outro ponto chato sao as imagens, pra mim blog sem imagem nao eh nada, e nao posso postar nada de figurinha aqui, por enquanto nao aprendo...mas eu chego la...apanho, apanho, mas eu domo essa ferinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bom findi pra todo mundo, mil beijinhos da Isaurinha aqui...lere lere lere lere lere....!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;P.S. Ah tambem fiz Multiply&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dora26.multiply.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://dora26.multiply.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e, tambem to domando ele, rsrs!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111602839326047368?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111602839326047368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111602839326047368&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111602839326047368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111602839326047368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/sexta-feira-treze.html' title='Sexta-feira Treze!!!!'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111594850721870883</id><published>2005-05-12T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T18:42:18.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegu o fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pois eh chegou o fim o casamento da Cicarelli e o Ronaldo, novidade!!! Pra ninguem ne?!!! Me poupe, aquele casamento ja era fadado ao fracasso ou a um belo par de chifres naquela careca....Bem feito, quem mandou achar que dinheiro eh tudo...ele tava todo sisi (se achando)...Mas coitado deve ta sofrendo....Tomara que tenha aprendido a licao....Eita linguinha felina...Bjos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111594850721870883?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111594850721870883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111594850721870883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111594850721870883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111594850721870883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/chegu-o-fim.html' title='Chegu o fim'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111568509315006225</id><published>2005-05-09T17:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T17:31:33.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'>teste</title><content type='html'>tetando barra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111568509315006225?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111568509315006225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111568509315006225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111568509315006225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111568509315006225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/teste.html' title='teste'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12747783.post-111559156179806774</id><published>2005-05-08T15:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T20:03:53.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia das Maes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Oi povo, que dia lindo ta fazendo hj aqui, um sol radiante....muito quente, bom de ficar na sombra, rsrs...iamos a Orlando, mas acabou nao dando certo, mas tudo bem vai ficar para proxima, andei um pouco com Heldecio, tiramos fotos, chegei em casa fui direto dormir, humm que bom, mesmo parado, meu domingo nao foi assim tao ruim.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje e dia das maes, liguei pra minha e ela ja chorou horrores, tadinha, nem queria ligar por isso, mas derepente seria pior eu nao ligar...ela nao se conforma de eu estar tao longe...Mae fazer o que? A vida eh assim mesmo, as vezes seguimos caminhos diferentes, mas tudo eh para nossa felicidade...Magina eu na Palmacia City, uma hora dessas, nao melhor nem imaginar....nada a ver...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feliz dias das maes, Eveline - Laryssa, Sol - Jojo, Laura - Larissa, Lucinha - Fernanda e Thiago, Sandra - Pedro e Amanda, Keila - Matheus, Valonia - Felipe, Maria - Alice, Nenem - Bruno, Aline - Sandro...ah todo mundo, e para nos que ``ainda`` nao conseguiu realizar o sonho de ser mamae, mas em breve o Senhor nos dara essa bencao! E mais que especial pra minha mae Maria e minha irma-mae Neta, que me criaram com amor me dedicaram o melhor de si, hoje sou o que sou por elas, e pra minha mae Adelidia (Preta), mae biologica, mais a quem agradeco a vida, afinal foi quem me gerou....Beijos pra todas voces!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12747783-111559156179806774?l=foradecasa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/feeds/111559156179806774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12747783&amp;postID=111559156179806774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111559156179806774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12747783/posts/default/111559156179806774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://foradecasa.blogspot.com/2005/05/dia-das-maes.html' title='Dia das Maes'/><author><name>Dora</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CfuFdS47tks/S8I0gT0qs7I/AAAAAAAAGlE/UT8YiZNVrdA/S220/separar+086-1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
