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MINHA VIDA COMO ELA É!&lt;/center&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>47</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5048548616819763883</id><published>2010-10-28T20:58:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T20:58:24.397-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Álbum de casamento com IPAD, uma grande novidade!!!</title><content type='html'>Novidades no mundo dos casamentos: Álbuns de casamento agora são entregues com o IPAD da Apple. 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O primeiro aniversário seu tão longe de mim... tão longe da sua família!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu imaginava que nesse dia meu coração iria doer muito, mas não imaginava que fosse tanto assim! Chega a arder sabe? Nossa minha mãe, que falta você me faz! Que saudade, que saudade que não passa, não diminui, não sossega!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lembro-me que em seus aniversários, você ligava p/ as pessoas e dizia em alto e bom som: "Parabééééns p/ mim... hj é o meu aniversário!!!! E todos se divertiam com isso! Você fazia farra! Você queria festa, mas geralmente a dois né? Rsrs... Era o dia todo se programando, se arrumando, imaginando o que seria sua noite de comemoração! Contava as horas, os minutos, os segundos p/ ver meu pai chegar e dizer: "Vamos?". Aí você ia toda feliz e faceira... ia toda bela passear com o seu amor e ser feliz!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Enquanto escrevo esse texto, meu rosto é um misto de lágrimas e sorriso, pois se existe a tristeza de não tê-la mais por perto, há a alegria interminável de ter vivido com você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS! TODOS AQUI PENSAMOS MUITO EM VOCÊ E HOJE ENTÃO, AS LEMBRANÇAS GRITAM EM NOSSAS MENTES!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO UMA ESPOSA MARAVILHOSA, MEIGA E CARINHOSA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO TÃO APAIXONADA POR TODOS E PELA VIDA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO UMA MÃE ESPETACULAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO UMA IRMÃ TÃO PRESENTE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO UMA AMIGA TÃO DISPOSTA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARABÉNS POR VC TER SIDO GUERREIRA ATÉ O ÚLTIMO SUSPIRO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E OBRIGADA POR VC TER NOS DADO A HONRA DE VIVER AO SEU LADO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;VC FOI SIMPLESMENTE ÚNICA, SINGULAR E FANTÁSTICA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje de manhã, levando o Riquinho à escola, eu disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Filho, hoje é aniversário da vovó Sonia"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Mamãe, os amigos dela vão fazer uma festa?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Sim filho! O céu está em festa hoje!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AMAMOS VOCÊ!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SAUDADES P/ SEMPRE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suas vidinhas, seus pedacinhos: Suzanne e Riquinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK8Rliun7AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/H0dXDePM8xQ/s1600/M%C3%83E.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK8Rliun7AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/H0dXDePM8xQ/s400/M%C3%83E.JPG" width="291" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Sempre linda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-2805601452166754749?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/2805601452166754749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/parabens-maezinha.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/2805601452166754749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/2805601452166754749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/parabens-maezinha.html' title='Parabéns Mãezinha...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK8Rliun7AI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/H0dXDePM8xQ/s72-c/M%C3%83E.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-3581832991935326697</id><published>2010-10-07T10:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-08T09:44:11.951-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ricardo Milani é show...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Harmonia, alegria, entusiasmo, descontração.... todas essas palavras se encaixam muito bem na palestra que o fotógrafo Ricardo Milani deu ontem no Doc Beer em São José do Rio Preto! Parte do "2º Encontro de Amigos e Fotógrafos", organizado pelo Foto 15, a palestra de Ricardo Milani foi contagiante, animadora!!! Ouvir um cara falar daquilo que ele ama é fantástico. Os olhos brilham e o sangue pulsa no profissional que trabalha com gosto, com vontade e aí não&amp;nbsp;há espectador que resista à vontade de fazer sempre o melhor para seu cliente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dicas simples, mas preciosas, que passam despercebidas no dia a dia, serviram para mostrar a cada pessoa &amp;nbsp;presente que é possível ganhar dinheiro com a profissão escolhida e que é fácil fidelizar o cliente tornando-o um verdadeiro fã do seu trabalho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns ao Ricardo Milani que com muita humildade e sabedoria dividiu o seu melhor com todos aqueles que foram lhe prestigiar! Eu adorei e indico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais sobre o profissional nos sites www.ricardomilani.com.br e www.fotom.com.br.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK3EL4jVRGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fjqZivgPA04/s1600/173298054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK3EL4jVRGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fjqZivgPA04/s400/173298054.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais de 250 prossionais da fotografia presentes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK3EJHeLhNI/AAAAAAAAAME/JYqaHAkg2lU/s1600/173321125.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK3EJHeLhNI/AAAAAAAAAME/JYqaHAkg2lU/s400/173321125.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ricardo Milani conta tudo!&lt;/span&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/5200174037157910817-3581832991935326697?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/3581832991935326697/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/ricardo-milani-e-show.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3581832991935326697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3581832991935326697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/ricardo-milani-e-show.html' title='Ricardo Milani é show...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TK3EL4jVRGI/AAAAAAAAAMI/fjqZivgPA04/s72-c/173298054.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5410591126342477780</id><published>2010-10-06T08:35:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-06T08:35:02.299-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Palestra de fotografia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;Ontem em Ribeirão Preto, hoje aqui em São José do Rio Preto e amanhã em Bauru: Ricardo Milani fala tudo sobre fotografia e conta sobre sua carreira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-large;"&gt;www.ricardomilani.com.br / www.fotom.com.br&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKxeIgJw_uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rrwHpz2MSJs/s1600/blog-20101001100901.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKxeIgJw_uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rrwHpz2MSJs/s320/blog-20101001100901.jpg" width="248" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5410591126342477780?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5410591126342477780/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/palestra-de-fotografia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5410591126342477780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5410591126342477780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/palestra-de-fotografia.html' title='Palestra de fotografia'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKxeIgJw_uI/AAAAAAAAAL8/rrwHpz2MSJs/s72-c/blog-20101001100901.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1515201764530698629</id><published>2010-10-01T11:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:34:29.653-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao meu paizinho...aniversariante de hoje: 01/10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKXwmz03NXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/geYHYbhVid0/s1600/IMG_0015.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKXwmz03NXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/geYHYbhVid0/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;To aqui para dizer a todos que hoje você completa mais um ano de vida! Vida que você me ensina viver todos os dias! É... a cada dia uma lição preciosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns pelo seu aniversário!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns pelo grande homem que você é!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns por ter esse coração tão nobre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns por essa fé em Deus, inabaláve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Parabéns por manter-se firme diante das adversidades!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E obrigada!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada por continuar sorrindo e me fazer sorrir!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada por ser meu pai e hoje também minha mãe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Obrigada por seguir firme ao meu lado e, como diz a música, "brincar de vovô com meu flho"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;EU AMO VOCÊ! NÓS AMAMOS VOCÊ! EU, O RIQUINHO (SUA VIDINHA TAMBÉM), O RICARDO E MAIS UM MOOONTE DE GENTE VIU????&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É isso paizinho! Felicidades sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1515201764530698629?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/1515201764530698629/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/ao-meu-paizinhoaniversariante-de-hoje.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1515201764530698629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1515201764530698629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/10/ao-meu-paizinhoaniversariante-de-hoje.html' title='Ao meu paizinho...aniversariante de hoje: 01/10'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TKXwmz03NXI/AAAAAAAAAL4/geYHYbhVid0/s72-c/IMG_0015.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-8028991124069279098</id><published>2010-09-14T18:38:00.009-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T11:04:47.222-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Recomeçar de novo...e de novo.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TI_qxY8uPzI/AAAAAAAAALw/K5DcDrzF-ks/s1600/Recome%C3%A7ar.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TI_qxY8uPzI/AAAAAAAAALw/K5DcDrzF-ks/s400/Recome%C3%A7ar.jpg" width="266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Gente do céu...RECOMEÇAR é a palavra chave!!!!!!! Recomeçar sempre, a cada instante. Nada de ficar parada no tempo reclamando e vendo a vida passar. "Vamo que vamo", "Sacode a poeira e dá a volta por cima", "Ânimo ", "Avante".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Amanhã to recomeçando minha dieta, quinta tem "Esmalte da Semana" e vou começar a colocar fotinhas aqui com coisinhas que é a minha cara! Podemos chamar essa parte do Blog de "Eu gosto", que tal? E o "Eu hoje" com fotos dos meus looks do dia, ahahahaha, será???? Uhuhuhuuu.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;Tá, então vamos lá!!! Tempo me falta, mas vontade me sobra! Então de novo RECOMEÇAR! Me ajudem! Passem por aqui, palpitem, falem comigo! Amo esse nosso cantinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-8028991124069279098?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/8028991124069279098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/09/recomecar-de-novoe-de-novo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8028991124069279098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8028991124069279098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/09/recomecar-de-novoe-de-novo.html' title='Recomeçar de novo...e de novo.'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TI_qxY8uPzI/AAAAAAAAALw/K5DcDrzF-ks/s72-c/Recome%C3%A7ar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6590777436282891721</id><published>2010-09-03T17:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:18:12.694-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Isso é muita sabedoria...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFXlkGt4RI/AAAAAAAAALg/PTZ80bsbkX8/s1600/download+(1)"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 210px; height: 177px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFXlkGt4RI/AAAAAAAAALg/PTZ80bsbkX8/s400/download+(1)" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512783721736823058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando fazemos tudo para que nos amem e não conseguimos, resta-nos um último recurso: não fazer mais nada. Por isso, digo, quando não obtivermos o amor, o afeto ou a ternura que havíamos solicitado, melhor será desistirmos e procurar mais adiante os sentimentos que nos negaram. Não fazer esforços inúteis, pois o amor nasce, ou não, espontaneamente, mas nunca por força de imposição. Às vezes, é inútil esforçar-se demais, nada se consegue;outras vezes, nada damos e o amor se rende aos nossos pés. Os sentimentos são sempre uma surpresa. Nunca foram uma caridade mendigada, uma compaixão ou um favor concedido. Quase sempre amamos a quem nos ama mal, e desprezamos quem melhor nos quer. Assim, repito, quando tivermos feito tudo para conseguir um amor, e falhado, resta-nos um só caminho...o de mais nada fazer. (Clarice Lispector)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6590777436282891721?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6590777436282891721/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/09/isso-e-muita-sabedoria.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6590777436282891721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6590777436282891721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/09/isso-e-muita-sabedoria.html' title='Isso é muita sabedoria...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFXlkGt4RI/AAAAAAAAALg/PTZ80bsbkX8/s72-c/download+(1)' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6362197835305288639</id><published>2010-08-27T17:32:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:37:40.777-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Há um tempo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/THghaarveXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hbbSp0mQDI4/s1600/up_001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 222px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/THghaarveXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hbbSp0mQDI4/s320/up_001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510190881810905458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="  ;font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Há um tempo em que é preciso abandonar as roupas usadas ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Que já têm a forma do nosso corpo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E esquecer os nossos caminhos que nos levam sempre aos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;mesmos lugares ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;É o tempo da travessia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E se não ousarmos fazê-la ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Teremos ficado ... para sempre ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;À margem de nós mesmos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Fernando Pessoa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&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/5200174037157910817-6362197835305288639?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6362197835305288639/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/ha-um-tempo.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6362197835305288639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6362197835305288639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/ha-um-tempo.html' title='Há um tempo...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/THghaarveXI/AAAAAAAAALQ/hbbSp0mQDI4/s72-c/up_001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-7142332316849781196</id><published>2010-08-23T00:13:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T17:36:56.188-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um misto antes de dormir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mais um lindo fim de semana em família, lá no meu refúgio...casa da prima! Todo mundo junto e misturado rindo a toa em dias de brincadeiras, carrinho, carinho, bonecas, sorrisos de crianças, barulho de motoca, silêncio do luar, pecinhas, parabéns a você, cheiro de bolo, café da manhã, mesa lotada e tudo mais... tudo que traz de volta histórias, desabafos, lembranças e vida! Família dormindo e acordando junto em dias de "Bom Dia". Se não existir momentos assim, a vida não funciona!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora em casa, filho dormindo e amor distante! Coração é misto de felicidade, satisfação, realização e saudade... ausência sentida! Amanhã, manhã de retomada de dias intensos de trabalho, corrida contra o relógio e no fim de semana a expectativa de ver ele voltar! Marido e pai..... que saudades estamos de vc viu?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Degustando esse misto quentíssimo, que faz meu coração pulsar a cada dia, to indo dormir... Boa noite a vcs... boa noite a VC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-7142332316849781196?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/7142332316849781196/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/um-misto-antes-de-dormir.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7142332316849781196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7142332316849781196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/um-misto-antes-de-dormir.html' title='Um misto antes de dormir...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5662540287528402831</id><published>2010-08-19T16:56:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T17:33:58.650-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vida de Xadrez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFbqHmnmJI/AAAAAAAAALo/bxUB4w3yHIs/s1600/download.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 225px; height: 225px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFbqHmnmJI/AAAAAAAAALo/bxUB4w3yHIs/s400/download.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512788198031857810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ontem enxerguei a vida como um tabuleiro de xadrez: Rei, Dama, Torres, Bispos e Peões, todos ali, cada um no seu devido lugar aguardando a próxima jogada, até que num movimento alguém é capturado e retirado desse tabuleiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse ano 3 pessoas da minha família sairam do jogo! Ontem mais uma pessoa especial foi embora! A vovó Cema do Riquinho, a Ceminha do Rico, a tia Cema, a D. Iracema!!! Mais uma ausência sentida, mais uma dor doída, mas uma estrela no céu! Meu coração dói forte de novo! Penso no meu amor e nos seus irmãos que sofrem a dor de perder a MÃE! MÃE em maiúsculo mesmo! Guerreira demais! Sempre preocupada com todos em volta, sempre atenta, sempre esperta! Inteligente demais e sábia demais! Certamente deixou várias lições, mas posso falar sobre a que deixou p/ mim: "Pai e Mãe podem ter todos os defeitos do mundo, mas é seu pai e sua mãe e a eles vc deve respeito acima de qualquer coisa e independente da situação!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamais será esquecida por aqueles que conviveram com sua gargalhada contagiante! Um sorriso, um olhar, uma vaidade, um carinho... cenas guardadas como fotografia em nossa memória!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por tudo D. Iracema e pode deixar, que cuidarei do nosso Riquinho com muito amor, com todo amor que vou sentir sempre, vindo da senhora e da minha mãezinha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mate! Fim de mais uma partida! A Deus, peço sabedoria p/ iniciar mais uma jogada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5662540287528402831?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5662540287528402831/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/vida-de-xadrez.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5662540287528402831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5662540287528402831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/vida-de-xadrez.html' title='Vida de Xadrez'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TIFbqHmnmJI/AAAAAAAAALo/bxUB4w3yHIs/s72-c/download.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1426651776799659492</id><published>2010-08-13T18:13:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T18:17:06.398-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Barulho da Carroça...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TGW15P9MgwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Gc3YjjODMNU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 275px; height: 183px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TGW15P9MgwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Gc3YjjODMNU/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5505006114670674690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Certa manhã, meu pai, muito sábio, convidou-me a dar um passeio no bosque. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Ele se deteve numa clareira e depois de um pequeno  silêncio me perguntou: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  - Além do cantar dos pássaros,  você está ouvindo mais alguma coisa? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Apurei os ouvidos  alguns segundos e respondi: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  - Estou ouvindo um barulho de  carroça. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  - Isso mesmo, disse meu pai, é uma carroça  vazia... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  Perguntei ao meu pai: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  -  Como pode saber que a carroça está vazia, se ainda não a vimos?   - Ora,  respondeu meu pai, é muito fácil saber que uma carroça está vazia  por causa do  barulho. Quanto mais vazia a carroça maior é o barulho que   faz! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tornei-me adulto, e até hoje, quando vejo uma  pessoa falando demais,  gritando (no sentido de intimidar), tratando o próximo  com grossura inoportuna,  prepotência,   interrompendo a conversa de todo mundo  e querendo demonstrar  que é a dona da razão e da verdade absoluta, tenho a  impressão de ouvir o meu pai dizendo: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;...Quanto  mais vazia a carroça, mais barulho ela faz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1426651776799659492?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/1426651776799659492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/barulho-da-carroca.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1426651776799659492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1426651776799659492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/08/barulho-da-carroca.html' title='Barulho da Carroça...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TGW15P9MgwI/AAAAAAAAAKo/Gc3YjjODMNU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6825679339548075850</id><published>2010-07-30T10:02:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T14:45:06.059-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O tamanco de nome chic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Agora ele se chama Clog! De volta e presente entre 10 coleções de primavera/verão 2011, o tamanco volta com tudo, repaginado e com novo nome!!! Os clogs já estão presentes no dia a dia de muita gente, inclusive famosa. Vejam Fernanda Lima, Carolina Dieckmann e Rachel Bilson em modelistos bacanérrimos! Tem para todos os gostos e o melhor: COMBINA COM TUDO! Dica da Su! Bjo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSSzORoQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lr9qCFR9TO0/s1600/fer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: right;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSSzORoQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lr9qCFR9TO0/s320/fer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499689315402359042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSSDv5G5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/JaLxDIjNCBg/s1600/63287.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 177px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSSDv5G5I/AAAAAAAAAKY/JaLxDIjNCBg/s320/63287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499689302658456466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSRtyHKEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GyEqxrqVKxs/s1600/captura-de-tela-2010-04-26-as-20-31-02.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSRtyHKEI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/GyEqxrqVKxs/s320/captura-de-tela-2010-04-26-as-20-31-02.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499689296762185794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLRFZ8YrpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/frnO6u0dt0Q/s1600/sta+lolla.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLRFZ8YrpI/AAAAAAAAAKI/frnO6u0dt0Q/s320/sta+lolla.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499687985766510226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLRFPZSiKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/U-HVFNP2BQ8/s1600/clog+perna+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLRFPZSiKI/AAAAAAAAAKA/U-HVFNP2BQ8/s320/clog+perna+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499687982934952098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREroa7CI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/brSpet3E9Pg/s1600/clog+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREroa7CI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/brSpet3E9Pg/s320/clog+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499687973334740002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREZIJvGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_6pvbNOSfng/s1600/clog+perna+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREZIJvGI/AAAAAAAAAJw/_6pvbNOSfng/s320/clog+perna+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499687968367557730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREHvhJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/yLZAkrrzm18/s1600/clogs-Dilly-150x150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLREHvhJ_I/AAAAAAAAAJo/yLZAkrrzm18/s320/clogs-Dilly-150x150.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499687963700832242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6825679339548075850?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6825679339548075850/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tamanco-de-nome-chic.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6825679339548075850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6825679339548075850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-tamanco-de-nome-chic.html' title='O tamanco de nome chic!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TFLSSzORoQI/AAAAAAAAAKg/lr9qCFR9TO0/s72-c/fer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-7988505501103014258</id><published>2010-07-27T16:00:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T10:39:07.438-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu uso óculos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;Bons óculos de sol fazem uma grande diferença não é não? É um charme uma pessoa com aqueles óculos que combina com seu estilo! Isso que é bacana! Estar na moda e essencialmente dentro do seu estilo! Uma calça jeans, uma camisetinha Hering, Hawaianas color no pé e um Ray-Ban... que tal?? Eu amooooo! E tem que estar com tudo em dia viu? Cabelo, pele, unhas e o ponteiro de bem com a balança!!!!! É sim gente! Tudo faz parte de um conjunto de harmonia e bem estar! Afinal de contas, o que resolve um lindo par de óculos se seu astral e sua estima tá lá embaixo!!!! Nananinanão!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bom, mas voltando aos óculos, um clássico que arrasa é o Ray-Ban aviador! Lindo e charmoso! Eu achei que  não combinaria com meu rosto, mas fui à ótica, provei e amei!!!!!!!! Fiquei doida e acabo de adquirir um! Lindíssimo! Presente p/ mim! Mereço né? Últimos dias de tanto trabalho e descaso comigo mesma! Ahh, tenho esse problema: dificuldade em conciliar o trabalho com o "cuidar de mim". To me sentindo toda acabada sabe? Precisando de uma semana de puro relaxamento, masss como isso não é possível, realizei um desejinho básico p/ dar um up no visú!!! Hehehe... Veja abaixo o modelo que comprei:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238);   -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TE8zZ3EC7OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SazMMBiAs-o/s320/014_51.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5498670189413330146" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ray-Ban aviador brown com lentes degradê, que são o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;must have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; da temporada para homens e mulheres, em nuances que vão do preto e marrom até a transparência completa. São perfeitas para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;em  style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);  list-style-type: none; list-style-position: initial; list-style-image: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; text-decoration: none; font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;looks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt; mais sérios e sofisticados, conferindo o charme que o visual pede. A aviador tá voltando com tudo viu? Clássico e moderno ao mesmo tempo, ele continua sendo o preferido da temporada viu? Fica a dica da Su!!! Bjos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51);   font-family:'Trebuchet MS', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-7988505501103014258?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/7988505501103014258/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-uso-oculos.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7988505501103014258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7988505501103014258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/eu-uso-oculos.html' title='Eu uso óculos...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TE8zZ3EC7OI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/SazMMBiAs-o/s72-c/014_51.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1288825944170435139</id><published>2010-07-23T10:36:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T16:59:26.454-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desejos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Desejo a você…&lt;br /&gt;Fruto do mato&lt;br /&gt;Cheiro de jardim&lt;br /&gt;Namoro no portão&lt;br /&gt;Domingo sem chuva&lt;br /&gt;Segunda sem mau humor&lt;br /&gt;Sábado com seu amor&lt;br /&gt;Crônica de Rubem Braga&lt;br /&gt;Filme antigo na TV&lt;br /&gt;Ter uma pessoa especial&lt;br /&gt;E que ela goste de você&lt;br /&gt;Música de Tom com letra de Chico&lt;br /&gt;Frango caipira em pensão do interior&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir uma palavra amável&lt;br /&gt;Ter uma surpresa agradável&lt;br /&gt;Noite de lua Cheia&lt;br /&gt;Rever uma velha amizade&lt;br /&gt;Ter fé em Deus&lt;br /&gt;Rir como criança&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir canto de passarinho&lt;br /&gt;Sarar de resfriado&lt;br /&gt;Formar um par ideal&lt;br /&gt;Tomar banho de cachoeira&lt;br /&gt;Pegar um bronzeado legal&lt;br /&gt;Aprender um nova canção&lt;br /&gt;Esperar alguém na estação&lt;br /&gt;Queijo com goiabada&lt;br /&gt;Pôr-do-Sol na roça&lt;br /&gt;Uma festa&lt;br /&gt;Um violão&lt;br /&gt;Uma seresta&lt;br /&gt;Recordar um amor antigo&lt;br /&gt;Ter um ombro sempre amigo&lt;br /&gt;Uma tarde amena&lt;br /&gt;Tocar violão para alguém&lt;br /&gt;Ouvir a chuva no telhado&lt;br /&gt;Vinho branco&lt;br /&gt;Bolero de Ravel&lt;br /&gt;E muito carinho meu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;(Carlos Drummond de Andrade)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;i&gt;Colaboração: minha prima irmã e amiga inseparável e inquestionável Daniela do &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://amaricotinha.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://amaricotinha.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1288825944170435139?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/1288825944170435139/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/desejos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1288825944170435139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1288825944170435139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/desejos.html' title='Desejos...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6738040659031564411</id><published>2010-07-06T09:08:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-06T09:09:29.401-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O que é o amor???</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;    &lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;      Bonita?&lt;br /&gt;          ele disse: não.&lt;br /&gt;          Quer ficar comigo pra  sempre?&lt;br /&gt;          ele disse: não.&lt;br /&gt;          Vai chorar qdo for  embora?&lt;br /&gt;          ele disse: não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          Assim que ela estava indo  embora, chorando...&lt;br /&gt;          ele agarrou seu braço e disse:&lt;br /&gt;           Você não é bonita,é linda!&lt;br /&gt;          Eu não queria ficar com você, eu preciso  ficar com você&lt;br /&gt;          pra sempre,&lt;br /&gt;          Eu não choraria se você  fosse embora... eu morreria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="265255618-01072010"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6738040659031564411?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6738040659031564411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-que-e-o-amor.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6738040659031564411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6738040659031564411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-que-e-o-amor.html' title='O que é o amor???'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-4098457919954264217</id><published>2010-07-01T23:55:00.008-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T10:17:54.620-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um presente especial...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acabo de ganhar um presente especial!!! Tantos já tem e eu tanto queria um... nem tanto pelo presente, mas por quem deu e como deu... DE CORAÇÃO! Um notebook... é... o meu primeiro notebook!!!!!!! Lindo, como eu queria e até com placa de internet!!! Ganhei do meu amor... uma fita de cetim enfeitou o embrulho que foi a própria bolsa do notebook... Chic, lindo e com detalhes, carinhosos detalhes pra mim: uma tela com a foto do meu anjo dormindo - meu filho, e uma mensagem no bloco de notas! Ahhh, detalhes que fazem a diferença, DETALHES PRA MIM QUE AGORA SE TORNARAM PARTE DO "DETALHES EM MIM".&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada meu amor por mais este presente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-4098457919954264217?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/4098457919954264217/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-presente-especial.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4098457919954264217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4098457919954264217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/07/um-presente-especial.html' title='Um presente especial...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6482804373878767834</id><published>2010-06-28T18:39:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T09:55:05.557-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Fim  de jogo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Testando o blackbarry do meu sobrinho. Desconfortavel digitar dele, mas bem interessante. Quero um, hehe...E o melhor de tudo: Brasil ganhou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6482804373878767834?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6482804373878767834/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/fim-de-jogo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6482804373878767834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6482804373878767834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/fim-de-jogo.html' title='Fim  de jogo'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-7535556871721108791</id><published>2010-06-18T13:59:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T14:21:54.338-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quase um milagre!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBuoI287aNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/stjaXLDyavY/s1600/mineral.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 263px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBuoI287aNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/stjaXLDyavY/s320/mineral.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484161841397197010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Comprei! Uma amiga recomendou (Gabi), fui, testei, aprovei e comprei os produtos da linha Mineral Contém 1g. Comprei o corretivo e a base, ambos em pó! Tem o pó facial tbém, mas achei desnecessário já que a base por si só promove um acabamento excelente. Tudo muito, mas muito natural sabe? Essa é a proposta! Quem olha não fala que vc tá maquiada, mas fala que sua pele tá bacana e uniforme! Se dura muito ainda não sei! Achei poucas gramas para a bagatela de R$ 72,00 o corretivo e R$ 49,00 a base! O pó custa R$ 65,00.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Bom... um investimento né? Tudo 100% mineral e com filtro solar! Vamo que vamo mulherada! A ordem é SER LINDA, pq só bonitinha não basta, rsrsrs! Bjos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-7535556871721108791?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/7535556871721108791/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/quase-um-milagre.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7535556871721108791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/7535556871721108791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/quase-um-milagre.html' title='Quase um milagre!!!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBuoI287aNI/AAAAAAAAAJI/stjaXLDyavY/s72-c/mineral.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5984927055616152297</id><published>2010-06-18T13:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T13:21:28.495-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"O valioso tempo dos maduros"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Contei meus anos e descobri que terei menos tempo para viver daqui para a frente do que já vivi até agora.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muito mais passado do que futuro.&lt;br /&gt;Sinto-me como aquele menino que recebeu uma bacia de cerejas.. As primeiras, ele chupou displicente, mas percebendo que faltam poucas, rói o caroço.&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho tempo para lidar com mediocridades.&lt;br /&gt;Não quero estar em reuniões onde desfilam egos inflamados.&lt;br /&gt;Inquieto-me com invejosos tentando destruir quem eles admiram, cobiçando seus lugares, talentos e sorte.&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho tempo para conversas intermináveis, para discutir assuntos inúteis sobre vidas alheias que nem fazem parte da minha.&lt;br /&gt;Já não tenho tempo para administrar melindres de pessoas, que apesar da idade cronológica, são imaturos.&lt;br /&gt;Detesto fazer acareação de desafectos que brigaram pelo majestoso cargo de secretário geral do coral.&lt;br /&gt;‘As pessoas não debatem conteúdos, apenas os rótulos’.&lt;br /&gt;Meu tempo tornou-se escasso para debater rótulos, quero a essência, minha alma tem pressa…&lt;br /&gt;Sem muitas cerejas na bacia, quero viver ao lado de gente humana, muito humana; que sabe rir de seus tropeços, não se encanta com triunfos, não se considera eleita antes da hora, não foge de sua mortalidade, caminhar perto de coisas e pessoas de verdade, oessencial faz a vida valer a pena.&lt;br /&gt;E para mim, basta o essencial!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mário de Andrade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/5200174037157910817-5984927055616152297?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5984927055616152297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-valioso-tempo-dos-maduros.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5984927055616152297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5984927055616152297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-valioso-tempo-dos-maduros.html' title='&quot;O valioso tempo dos maduros&quot;'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5785018463973590281</id><published>2010-06-18T10:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T11:01:17.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esmalte da Semana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBt7B1I8VvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-3ZJZERBEvI/s1600/P1010255.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBt7B1I8VvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-3ZJZERBEvI/s320/P1010255.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5484112242628384498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBt7B1I8VvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-3ZJZERBEvI/s1600/P1010255.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Essa semana continuei na linha de esmaltes Ana Hickmann e dessa vez passei "Chic", mas acredita que não achei nenhum vidrinho na net p/ postar aqui?! E a foto embaçada? Bom... depois peço ajuda ao profissional lá de casa (marido fotógrafo) p/ regular minha máquina que tá enlouquecida, rs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Vejam que ele é muito parecido com o Rosa Colombiana da semana passada, porém ele puxa p/ um vinho mais fechado! Sutil diferença. Lindo, amei e recomendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ah, outro detalhe: notei que estes esmaltes Ana Hickmann duram mais nas unhas! Adorei! Bj!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5785018463973590281?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5785018463973590281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/esmalte-da-semana.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5785018463973590281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5785018463973590281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/esmalte-da-semana.html' title='Esmalte da Semana!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBt7B1I8VvI/AAAAAAAAAJA/-3ZJZERBEvI/s72-c/P1010255.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-2988686520252622343</id><published>2010-06-18T09:37:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:52:01.703-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele disse...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ontem, meu filho de 2 anos, ao ver uma lágrima de saudade em meu rosto: "Não chola, vovó Sonia tá vendo vc lá do céu! Ela fica tliste!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-2988686520252622343?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/2988686520252622343/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/ontem-meu-filho-de-2-anos-ao-ver-uma.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/2988686520252622343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/2988686520252622343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/ontem-meu-filho-de-2-anos-ao-ver-uma.html' title='Ele disse...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-9345415731902278</id><published>2010-06-18T09:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:42:52.578-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo passa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Hoje de manhã, deixei meu filho na escola e vi que ruas da cidade, destruídas pelas chuvas de Janeiro, foram reconstruídas! Mas meu coração, destruído pela perda da minha mãezinha no início de Fevereiro, ainda não... ainda não foi reconstruído... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-9345415731902278?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/9345415731902278/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-tempo-passa.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/9345415731902278'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/9345415731902278'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/o-tempo-passa.html' title='O tempo passa...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5351871780889238612</id><published>2010-06-16T10:13:00.019-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:43:11.316-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogue suas tranças!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tranças, tranças e tranças! Já tentou? Casual, mais formal, despojada ou não... elas dão um toque todo especial e realçam a feminilidade! Que tal experimentar?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBjbQ84tuyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7ZtaPJ0ep50/s1600/Tran%C3%A7a+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 222px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBjbQ84tuyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7ZtaPJ0ep50/s320/Tran%C3%A7a+3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483373630591974178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBjaTK5fEzI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/PA5mBk6iDTE/s320/8.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483372569201414962" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBjXbuGmEXI/AAAAAAAAAHo/wyY31a_2YVk/s320/3.jpg" style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483369417555710322" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5351871780889238612?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5351871780889238612/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/joguem-suas-trancas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5351871780889238612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5351871780889238612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/joguem-suas-trancas.html' title='Jogue suas tranças!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBjbQ84tuyI/AAAAAAAAAIo/7ZtaPJ0ep50/s72-c/Tran%C3%A7a+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-4034094233915611375</id><published>2010-06-16T09:10:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:44:13.706-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Carne, osso, sangue e coração...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Será que algumas pessoas duvidam que eu seja feita de carne e osso? Se sim, espero que saibam: Sou de carne, osso e em minhas veias correm sangue de verdade, sangue que faz meu coração pulsar, que faz meu coração sentir amor, raiva, felicidade, tristeza, orgulho, fraqueza, angústia e tudo que um ser humano normal sente! É isso: sou um ser humano e como tal sou cheia, lotada de erros e acertos. Ah, tbém tenho minhas opiniões que, certas ou erradas para quem as escute, são minhas! É isso! Me entendam assim, simplesmente como humano! Escutem minhas frases ditas, palavras soltas, cientes de que nem sempre irão agradar, mas cientes também de que nem por isso deixo de ser humano e amar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object style="background-image:url(http://i4.ytimg.com/vi/geDHzXg56UU/hqdefault.jpg)" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/geDHzXg56UU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/geDHzXg56UU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1" width="480" height="295" allowscriptaccess="never" allowfullscreen="true" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:void(0)"&gt;Publicar postagem&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-4034094233915611375?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/4034094233915611375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/carne-osso-sangue-e-coracao.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4034094233915611375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4034094233915611375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/carne-osso-sangue-e-coracao.html' title='Carne, osso, sangue e coração...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6624362989071131375</id><published>2010-06-10T15:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-10T15:38:01.554-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esmalte da Semana! Início!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E vamos começar o "Esmalte da Semana"??? Vamos ver se consigo!!! Toda semana quero postar o esmalte que estou usando! ADOOOOORO! Esse da foto é o Rosa Colombiana da Coleção Ana Hickmann! Gostei muito viu?! E vocês?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEvdJK_45I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-rqQCOIIS6Y/s1600/P1010202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEvdJK_45I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-rqQCOIIS6Y/s400/P1010202.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481214399211365266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEw2a8m7HI/AAAAAAAAAFg/98XgeNC1_Nk/s200/21528935_2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481215932991204466" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6624362989071131375?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6624362989071131375/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/esmalte-da-semana-inicio.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6624362989071131375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6624362989071131375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/esmalte-da-semana-inicio.html' title='Esmalte da Semana! Início!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEvdJK_45I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-rqQCOIIS6Y/s72-c/P1010202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6480818050606710484</id><published>2010-06-10T15:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:45:13.267-03:00</updated><title type='text'>@suzannesantosm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEs5DqcvvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rsy5VCGUY_Q/s1600/P1010208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEs5DqcvvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rsy5VCGUY_Q/s400/P1010208.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481211580234120946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Esta é minha página no twitter! Se quiser me seguir, será bem-vindo!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6480818050606710484?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6480818050606710484/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/suzannesantosm.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6480818050606710484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6480818050606710484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/suzannesantosm.html' title='@suzannesantosm'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBEs5DqcvvI/AAAAAAAAAFI/rsy5VCGUY_Q/s72-c/P1010208.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-837148049268068218</id><published>2010-06-10T15:02:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:41:06.245-03:00</updated><title type='text'>E to de volta... de laço e coração!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBErHI9mV7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UhR7rH796yU/s1600/P1010204.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBErHI9mV7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UhR7rH796yU/s400/P1010204.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481209623151531954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Dias sumida, dias de muitos eventos, mas agora to respirando um pouquinho e aproveito p/ vir aqui falar ooooiiii e mostrar minhas novas aquisições: anel laço e anel pingente de coração! É.. esse anel de coração vira pingente acredita? Um charme! Tudo da Lívia Salles Acessórios que está expondo na feira O/Bazar que nós, da Woga Produções, estamos organizando aqui em Rio Preto! Tudo lindo! Tudo barato! Tudo um charme!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-837148049268068218?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/837148049268068218/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-to-de-volta-de-laco-e-coracao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/837148049268068218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/837148049268068218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/06/e-to-de-volta-de-laco-e-coracao.html' title='E to de volta... de laço e coração!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/TBErHI9mV7I/AAAAAAAAAFA/UhR7rH796yU/s72-c/P1010204.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-3949820551573962742</id><published>2010-05-07T09:32:00.012-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-18T09:42:14.852-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia das Mães...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S-QVUyRJuSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T8W7OwO90eU/s1600/MIL_9778.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S-QVUyRJuSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T8W7OwO90eU/s400/MIL_9778.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468519294369904930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Minha MÃE! Meu FILHO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;O primeiro Dia das Mães sem ela... sem a minha mãe! Engraçado é pensar que quando ela estava viva, nesse dia tão especial, às vezes nem a via... apenas ligava e dizia: "Feliz Dia das Mães! Eu amo você!". Talvez pq estávamos praticamente todos os dias juntas, eu não via a necessidade de estar grudada nela nesse dia. Ah... se eu pudesse imaginar que o fato de não tê-la ao meu alcance me faria tão mal... teria estado sim, grudada, agarrada a ela, a cada Dia das Mães!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;O tempo não volta, não tem mais jeito! Curti ela do meu jeito, o quanto deu, mas fica sempre o sentimento de que eu poderia ter feito, curtido, estado, muito mais! A proximidade desta data tem me desestruturado nesta semana! As lágrimas insistem em vir! O mal humor está gritando! Minha paciência é nula! É como se tudo estivesse ruim! Quase uma "revolta" por não ter minha mãe agora! Tudo errado, eu sei... mas sou feita de carne e osso e apesar das teorias serem claras na minha cabeça, o jeito certo de conviver com essa dor às vezes é atropelado por essa sensação ruim de que "tá errado". Mas não está! Nada está errado, pois os caminhos e planos de Deus nunca são errados! Ele levou minha mãezinha e eu aceito e devo aceitar sempre com amor essa situação, pois não posso jamais me revoltar contra o meu Pai! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ah, mas é saudade! Saudade forte que tá batendo no meu peito! Sensação de desamparo! Sensação de estar sem ela e sem ela p/ sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E o lado positivo? Lembra que tudo tem um lado positivo? "Dia das Mães", triste sem a minha mãe, mas feliz pq SOU MÃE! Éééé, vou ter o abraço do meu filho!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A vc Filho:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Filho, um dia você poderá ler essas palavras e saber que estes foram dias difíceis p/ mim, mas que sobrevivi graças a sua existência! Vai saber que fiquei feliz quando ontem de noite, ao brincarmos no seu quarto, você fez a vovó Sonia com suas pecinhas de montar e ao me ver emocionada, me disse: "Não picisa cholá tá? Vo fazê ota vovó Sonia pa você!". E fez um moooonte e confirmou: "Sua mãe tá aqui tá? Com você!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Ah filho, sou mãe como toda mãe e busco incansavelmente dar a você o melhor caminho, a melhor educação, mas confesso que na maioria das vezes, diante das suas birras e manhas, me perco! Não sei se "essa" ou "aquela" é a melhor forma de fazer você entender o certo e o errado! Mas de uma coisa eu tenho certeza: cada sorriso ou carinho seu me faz lembrar que sem você eu não posso mais viver! Você é minha vida! AMO VC."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;A vc Mãe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"Mãe, se eu pudesse ter você agora, como tantas outras pessoas tem e não valorizam, eu te daria um abraço tão demorado e diria bem baixinho no seu ouvido: AMO VC DEMAIS E QUERO TE AGRADECER POR SER MINHA MÃE E CUIDAR DE MIM, POIS COM TODOS SEUS ERROS E ACERTOS, ESTOU AQUI HOJE POR VOCÊ! Você me faz falta! Teu sorriso, teu olhar, teus elogios, brincadeiras... queria poder comer brigadeiro de colher de novo, deitada ao teu lado na cama, ouvindo vc falar: "Ai Suzanne, me dá até arrepio de ver vc comer isso... é muito doce filha".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;EU TE AMO MÃE! FELIZ DIA DAS MÃES A VOCÊ! Suas vidinhas e seus pedacinhos estão aqui, cheios de saudades! Eu e ele falamos sempre em você e me emociono muito cada vez que ele diz: "A vovó Sonia tá lá no céu, junto com o Papai do céu." Eu, o seu Iquinho (Riquinho) e o seu benhão (meu paizinho), amamos muito você e como me disse ontem meu pai: "Hoje eu percebo que antes não sabia o que era SAUDADE!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;FELIZ DIA DAS MÃES A TODAS AS MÃES QUE PASSAREM POR AQUI E AOS FILHOS, UMA DICA INFALÍVEL: AMEM, MAS AMEM MUITO SUAS MÃES, POIS QDO ELAS NÃO ESTIVEREM AO SEU ALCANCE, VOCÊS SENTIRÃO A NECESSIDADE DE DIZER: AMO VOCÊ MINHA MÃE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-3949820551573962742?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/3949820551573962742/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-das-maes.html#comment-form' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3949820551573962742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3949820551573962742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-das-maes.html' title='Dia das Mães...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S-QVUyRJuSI/AAAAAAAAAE4/T8W7OwO90eU/s72-c/MIL_9778.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5212193444308828248</id><published>2010-04-25T09:00:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-05-07T12:18:05.623-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Misturinha de Nostalgia e Presente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Um sábado atípico! Pego meu carro e meu filho e sigo rumo à outra cidade...casa de prima, amiga, companheira de infância, ai que delícia! Meu coração vai repleto de alegria ao pensar que vou reencontrar pessoas que me fazem tão bem e que fazem tão parte da minha vida! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quase chegando ao meu destino, o rádio alto inicia uma canção boa, daquelas que faz vc respirar fundo e contemplar com calma cada pedaço da estrada que junto ao céu e ao horizonte montam o quadro perfeito!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Chego e meu filho diz feliz: "Olha o balanço!!!". Minha tia e minha prima nos recebem com o coração aberto e cheias de vontade de curtir nossa presença. O anjo da casa estava dormindo, mas logo acorda... meiga, com um sorriso maravilhoso combinando com o vestido digno de princesa: Maria... foi direto abraçar o priminho cheia de receptividade e em seguida veio em minha direção... sou p/ ela a "Tia Su". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Primos, mesma idade praticamente, brincando: balanço, motoca, desenhos, pega-pega aos gatinhos... Primas, mesma idade praticamente: conversando, sorrindo, rindo, gargalhando, matando saudades, lembrando velhos tempos e vivendo com prazer nosso presente tendo a certeza de que o futuro é o nosso maior presente!!! Gente boa, sabe como é?! Rsrsrs, merecemos né?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tudo bom demais, mas demais mesmo, com direito a repetência que se Deus quiser terá em breve! Ainda to aqui! E ela ao meu lado! O coração agradece qdo estamos felizes! Nossos filhos se divertem e nós também... eles e nós, nós e eles... sempre juntos, pois definitivamente eles se encaixam perfeitamente em nossas vidas e por várias vezes eu e ela nos perguntamos: "Como vivemos tanto tempo sem eles?" Trabalho? Ah... dão sim, mas imagina que trabalho daria a gente sem conhecer essa forma de amar?! Sentido da vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ela??? A Dani, minha prima, amiga de ontem, hj e sempre! Guerreira, mulher, em busca sempre, sem se cansar jamais! Bjo a família linda e abençoada que EU AMO! Bjo à mais linda das princesas: Maria, um encanto digno de ser notado! Bjo a ele, meu filho, Riquinho, o príncipe dessa história, que nos enche de entusiasmo a cada sorriso maroto! Bjo a minha tia, que cedinho foi à padaria e trouxe os mais lindos pães franceses e fez o mais delicioso café com leite especialmente p/ mim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Jájá to indo embora com coração tranquilo e já cheio de vontade de voltar! Coisa boa é ter família! AMO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5212193444308828248?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5212193444308828248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/misturinha-de-nostaugia-e-presente.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5212193444308828248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5212193444308828248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/misturinha-de-nostaugia-e-presente.html' title='Misturinha de Nostalgia e Presente!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-3014028274876647339</id><published>2010-04-19T09:52:00.015-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T09:37:47.433-03:00</updated><title type='text'>"Dia do Avesso"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8xiVt0yh3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9F3xZawV5z4/s1600/download"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461848573311354738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 70px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 94px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8xiVt0yh3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9F3xZawV5z4/s400/download" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;E depois de muito tempo me sinto meio assim sabe? Um aperto no peito, uma vontade de fazer nada, vontade de chorar sem parar! Sonhei com minha mãe e acordei com muita saudade... deve ser isso... ela me faz falta, muita falta.. e olha que até que me tenho me saído bem viu??? Tenho sorrido bastante, tenho brincado, me divertido, mas acho que tem hora que o coração da gente pede um tempo p/ sentir a tristeza! Eu, em sã consciência, não quero! Não quero ficar triste, nem me sentir assim, massss.... como a razão, felizmente, não domina 100% de nossas vidas, eis que sinto o que sinto hoje!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Um dia me sentindo linda, animada, cheia de planos e vontades e outro me sentindo toda do avesso! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;É, definitivamente hoje é meu "Dia do Avesso"! E como tudo tem seu lado positivo, sabe qual o lado positivo do "Dia do Avesso"? É ter a certeza que em algum momento, ele vai acabar e eu verei flores novamente em meu caminho! AMO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 16px"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;O palhaço canta e dança da sua maneira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 16px;font-family:Verdana, Arial, Tahoma, sans-serif;font-size:13;"  &gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pula, fala e faz mímica com habilidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Mas na escuridão do seu quarto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Pensa, imagina, chora e faz seus cálculos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;(Palhaço também chora - Antônio Cícero da Silva)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-3014028274876647339?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/3014028274876647339/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/meio-assim-sei-la.html#comment-form' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3014028274876647339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3014028274876647339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/meio-assim-sei-la.html' title='&quot;Dia do Avesso&quot;'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8xiVt0yh3I/AAAAAAAAAEY/9F3xZawV5z4/s72-c/download' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-4962799687595965766</id><published>2010-04-15T08:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:14:56.713-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Previsão para hoje...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8cG2wT3UbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UVxzHAAzGGs/s1600/coracaosite.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: justify;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8cG2wT3UbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UVxzHAAzGGs/s400/coracaosite.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460340610960937394" /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;  font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8cG2wT3UbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UVxzHAAzGGs/s1600/coracaosite.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style=" -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;  font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:16px;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8cG2wT3UbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UVxzHAAzGGs/s1600/coracaosite.jpg"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);  -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: none;  font-family:arial;font-size:small;"&gt;Foto de Ricardo Milani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Pancadas de paz cairá sobre o seu coração! Chuvas de bençãos e felicidade inundarão a tua vida e durante os próximos dias nota-se uma grande nuvem de alegria vindo do céu em sua direção, com trovoadas de amor, carinho, proteção e muita luz! (Mensagem enviada pelo meu pai e que transmito com amor a vocês!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-4962799687595965766?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/4962799687595965766/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/previsao-para-hoje.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4962799687595965766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/4962799687595965766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/previsao-para-hoje.html' title='Previsão para hoje...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S8cG2wT3UbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/UVxzHAAzGGs/s72-c/coracaosite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5473103776529929768</id><published>2010-04-09T10:02:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:15:26.059-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Me fez conhecer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;E lendo o texto abaixo, minha amiga Kátia Avelino, me fez conhecer um trecho de uma mensagem de Aristóteles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; "Ninguém é dono da sua felicidade, por isso não entregue sua alegria, sua paz, sua vida nas mãos de ninguém, a absolutamente ninguém. Somos livres, não pertencemos a ninguém e não podemos querer ser donos dos desejos, da vontade ou dos sonhos de quem quer que seja. A razão da sua vida é você mesmo."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 20px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Perfeito né? Obrigada Kátia! Um beijo a você!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5473103776529929768?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5473103776529929768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-fez-conhecer.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5473103776529929768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5473103776529929768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/me-fez-conhecer.html' title='Me fez conhecer...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-3386302262635986347</id><published>2010-04-08T14:06:00.016-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:16:50.722-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um mês para viver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;A vida é feita de escolhas certo? Então podemos escolher ser feliz ou não... Exato! A verdadeira felicidade vem de dentro e independe dos fatores externos. Não podemos esperar "isso" ou "aquilo" para se feliz, apenas devemos ser e ponto. E como ser feliz? Ahhh, felicidade tem haver com plenitude e nós devemos ser plenos em tudo que fazemos! Temos que ser de verdade, temos que viver de verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estou lendo "Um Mês Para Viver", escrito por Kerry e Chris Shook, Editora Mundo. Este livro pergunta: "Se você soubesse agora que tem apenas um mês de vida, que mudanças faria? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Você se deixaria levar pela tristeza e apatia, perdendo-se no labirinto da depressão ou ousadamente reorganizaria sua vida com base nas verdadeiras prioridades?" Buscar novos caminhos, perdoar e buscar perdão, valorizar coisas simples, aproximar-se da família e dos verdadeiros amigos, valorizar Deus e preocupar-se com o legado que deixarão... Entenderam? Cada dia é uma nova aventura para se viver plenamente! Cada dia é um presente que Deus coloca em suas mãos! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tente pensar assim! Viva como se tivesse apenas 1 mês de vida e seja uma pessoa melhor! MELHOR! Não perca tempo! Seja feliz! Não entregue sua felicidade nas mãos de uma pessoa ou a deixe a mercê do acaso! Ela é sua, te pertence e somente você tem o poder de vivê-la deliciosamente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu optei por ser feliz e graças a Deus, hoje SOU! Estou vivendo com um gosto tão gostoso!!! E a pitada especial nesse sabor é a tão famosa "Esperança"... Esperança de que amanhã ficarei mais íntima ainda dessa minha felicidade! Quero que sejamos inseparáveis amigas para sempre, sem tréguas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Obrigada Senhor pelos dias que me são enviados de presente embalados pela verdadeira felicidade! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Visite hotsite do livro: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ummesparaviver.com.br/" target="_blank" style="margin-top: 0px; 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margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S7SobqKNNkI/AAAAAAAAADo/TqW3miGLtNA/s320/Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455170241779545666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gente, esses colares de coração são um sucesso! Lindos e fofos demais. Eu já encomendei o meu, branquinho, e assim que chegar coloco uma foto aqui tá? Eu com ele... Quem quiser o contato, é só falar comigo! Eu adoro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-3045278677425445508?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/3045278677425445508/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/dasdasd.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3045278677425445508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/3045278677425445508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/04/dasdasd.html' title='Coração em mim!!!!!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S7SobqKNNkI/AAAAAAAAADo/TqW3miGLtNA/s72-c/Cora%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5451730166922072123</id><published>2010-03-31T16:32:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:18:33.764-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dança das Alianças!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Stop Motion feito pelo www.fotom.com.br! Arte na veia, sabe como é??? Se vc vai se casar, certamente procurará o melhor e entre os fotógrafos, ele é o destaque: Ricardo Milani! O fotógrafo dos sonhos para eternizar a sua realidade! Eu indico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IRyem_YIHJU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IRyem_YIHJU&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5451730166922072123?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5451730166922072123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/aliancas-wwwfotomcombr.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5451730166922072123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5451730166922072123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/aliancas-wwwfotomcombr.html' title='Dança das Alianças!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1125667747295456017</id><published>2010-03-31T16:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T16:20:41.264-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Benditas coisas que eu não sei.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZuNIbPyLpo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7ZuNIbPyLpo&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1125667747295456017?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/1125667747295456017/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/benditas-coisas-que-eu-nao-sei.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1125667747295456017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1125667747295456017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/benditas-coisas-que-eu-nao-sei.html' title='Benditas coisas que eu não sei.....'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-6901545999176818051</id><published>2010-03-31T12:11:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:19:09.856-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De repente é AMOR!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S7Ng8iMj-MI/AAAAAAAAACc/nh09KnKA93s/s1600/pop_up01.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="clear: left;  float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;color:black;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="383" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S7Ng8iMj-MI/AAAAAAAAACc/nh09KnKA93s/s400/pop_up01.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gente, sabe aquelas noites em que estamos em frente à TV e aí começa um filme, e aí pensamos: vou ver só o comecinho e aííí (rsrs), a história vai te envolvendo de um jeito que vc só consegue levantar do sofá qdo acaba? Pois é! De Repente é Amor!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma comédia romântica linda, gostosa, divertida e emocionante! Com Amanda Peet e Ashton Kutcher, o filme conta os encontros e desencontros de Emily e Oliver, casal que está entre aqueles que levam anos para se dar conta de que existe amor à primeira vista!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Eu recomendo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="texto_2Copy"&gt;&lt;span class="txt"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Informações Técnicas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="txt"&gt;&lt;span class="texto_2Copy"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Título Original:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; A Lot Like Love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Título em Português:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; De Repente é Amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;País de Origem:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; E.U.A.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Lançamento:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Dezembro de 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ano de Produção:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Diretor:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Nigel Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estúdio:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Touchstone Pictures e Beacon Pictures&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Tempo de Duração:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 107 min. aprox.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Elenco:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ashton Kutcher, Amanda Peet, Kathryn Hahn,&lt;br /&gt;Kal Penn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Gênero:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Classificação Indicativa:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; 12 anos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-6901545999176818051?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/6901545999176818051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/de-repente-e-amor.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6901545999176818051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/6901545999176818051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/de-repente-e-amor.html' title='De repente é AMOR!!!!!!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S7Ng8iMj-MI/AAAAAAAAACc/nh09KnKA93s/s72-c/pop_up01.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-8382001603681930369</id><published>2010-03-22T12:54:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:19:38.395-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensar em Coisas Lindas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="  color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando anoitece no Vale Encantado, fica só um fiozinho de luz vermelha lá no horizonte. E todas as crianças do mundo param pra ver o pôr do sol. Ah, o Deus das fadas fica tão triste se a gente deixa de ver o pôr do sol! A linha vermelha, puxa uma carruagem cheia de estrelas, onde está a Deusas dos Sonhos e seu pó mágico, que faz a gente pensar coisas lindas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando vocês estiverem tristes, pensem em coisas lindas: balas, travessuras, carinho, carrinho, beijo de mãe, brincadeira de queimado, árvore de Natal, árvore de jabuticaba, céu amarelo, bolas azuis, risadas, colo de pai, história de avó...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quando vocês forem grandes e acharem que a vida não é linda pensem em coisas lindas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Mas pensem com força, com muita força, porque aí o céu vai ficar cheio de vacas gordas amarelas, cachorro bonzinho, bruxa simpática, sorvete de chocolate, caramelos e amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vamos, vamos lá! Vamos pensar só em coisas lindas! Brincar na chuva, boneca nova, boneca velha, bola grande, mar verde, submarino amarelo, fruta molhada, banho de rio, guerra de travesseiro, boneco de areia, princesas, heróis, cavalos voadores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ih! Já tá anoitecendo no Vale Encantado! Dorme em paz, minha criança querida! Vamos pensar em coisas lindas até amanhecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rCnUDtcMPI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3rCnUDtcMPI&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-8382001603681930369?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/8382001603681930369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/pensar-em-coisas-lindas.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8382001603681930369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8382001603681930369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/pensar-em-coisas-lindas.html' title='Pensar em Coisas Lindas...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5667098978163214510</id><published>2010-03-17T15:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:20:04.369-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas p/ fazer...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olá pessoas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Depois de tanta turbulência, momentos difíceis, é hora de respirar e recomeçar a viver, afinal tenho motivos p/ isso! Meu maridão, meu filho delicioso, meu paizinho e tantas outras pessoas queridas que ainda quero curtir muito, além de eu mesma. Coisas p/ fazer, objetivos a alcançar.... Acabo de iniciar uma lista de "Coisas p/ fazer" e quero compartilhar com vocês! Vamos lá?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"Coisas p/ fazer"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style=" font-weight: normal; line-height: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(64, 64, 64); line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;01) Descobrir meu grupo sanguíneo e doar sangue três vezes por ano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;02)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ter uma casa para a família, estilo praia, aconchegante, com jardim, bancos de madeira e redes na varanda e muita, muita felicidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;03) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fazer programinhas a 2 com meu marido pelo menos 2 vezes por mês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;04)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Peso: chegar aos 65 kg e nele ficar p/ sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;05)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ler 1 livro por mês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;06) Dar muitas gargalhadas de bobeira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;07) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Participar de uma corrida de rua.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;09) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Estudar inglês.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;10) Estudar espanhol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ver a neve.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;12) Conhecer a Itália.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;13) Conhecer Fernando de Noronha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;14) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conhecer os Lençóis Maranhenses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;15) Conhecer Natal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;16) Conhecer as Cataratas do Iguaçu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;17) Conhecer a Disney.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;18) Conhecer a Grécia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;19) Conhecer New York.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;20)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Conhecer Bonito (Mato Grosso do Sul). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;21) Comprar um Nextel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;22) Comprar um Note book.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;23) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Guardar no mínimo 20% do que recebo na poupança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;24) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ter uma alimentação cada dia mais saudável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;25) Ler a Bíblia inteira.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;26)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Aumentar minha renda em cinco vezes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;27)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ter ainda mais paciência com quem não tem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;28)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Andar de bicicleta com meu filho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;29)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Fazer muita ginástica e ficar com barriga tanquinho e braços e pernas torneadas (Uau!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;30)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Fazer um curso preparatório e prestar um concurso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;31) Organizar minhas fotos e revelar as bacanas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;32)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Fazer Terapia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;33)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Pensar mais em mim.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;34)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Participar de um passeio ciclístico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;35)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ir a São Paulo e assistir uma peça de teatro bacana e jantar no restaurante Sky do Hotel Unique de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;36) Conhecer o Projac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;37)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt; Ter uma parede de retratos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;38) Brincar com golfinhos no mar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;39) Aprender a cozinhar coisas diferentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;40) Ir ao restaurante japonês com maridão e casais de amigos e comer muitos peixinhos e afins.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;41) Oferecer ao meu pai uma viagem bem bacana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;42) Se importar menos com o que os outros vão pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;43) Ter um colar de coração (já encomendado).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;44) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" font-weight: normal;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Voltar ao Rio de Janeiro e voar de asa delta por lá. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;45) Assistir o filme "O Segredo".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;46) Tirar meu passaporte e o do Riquinho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="   line-height: 18px;color:#404040;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;47) 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Nossa, que fase viu? Esse ano começou dando medo, meu Deus! Tragédias pelo mundo inteiro, a partida da minha mãe e agora a partida de um tio querido, dá p/ acreditar? Parece filme, olha só: Meus avós Ana e José tiveram dois filhos: Moacir e Melci. Ambos se casaram praticamente na mesma época.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Relacionamentos felizes, bem sucedidos que resultaram em filhas! É isso mesmo, cada casal teve uma filha única: Eu, filha do Moacir e da Sonia, e a Luciana, filha da Melci e do Luis. Sempre estávamos juntos. Eu e minha prima brincava demais, sempre nos demos muito bem! Os irmãos sempre unidos e cantarolando ao som de uma viola ou violão nas reuniões em família. Fim de ano sempre foi uma festa. O destaque ficava p/ minha mãe Sonia e meu tio Luis que arrancavam gargalhadas de todos com suas piadas e palhaçadas... é, eles se adoravam, eram super amigos, felizes, descontraídos... se tratavama de "miacu", abreviação de "minha cumadre" e "meu cumpadi"... Ahhh, sabe aqueles tempos felizes que não voltam mais? Exato! Eu fui crescendo, tendo minha vida, minhas histórias e com isso acabei me afastando destas festas em família... afinal, sempre tinha um compromisso que eu achava ser melhor! Se eu soubesse que tanta saudade sentiria destes momentos, teria curtido mais, muito mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Me casei, tive um filho, o Ricardo que hoje está com 2 anos! A Lu, minha prima, se casou e teve uma filha, a Rafaela que hoje está com 3 meses! Vovó Sônia curtiu "o seu Riquinho" bastantão! Vovô Luís viu a Rafinha nascer e nestes meses, um dos seus melhores momentos é qdo parava e ficava olhando p/ ela. Prestava atenção em cada detalhe daquela vidinha, atentamente! Não foi muito tempo que pode ficar com ela, pois desde novembro de 2009 lutava contra o câncer que o tirou de nós no último dia 8 de fevereiro. É isso mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minha mãe, que chorava temendo a morte do seu "miacu" amigo, se foi repentinamente, como já contei anteriormente, no dia 04 de fevereiro e meu tio Luis se foi logo em seguida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Acabou a dupla de "miacus", amigos, festeiros........agora só nos resta saudades!!!! Os irmãos Moacir e Melci ficaram sós novamente!!! Quase que ao mesmo tempo!!! Meus avós estão chocados com tamanha coincidência... "Minha nora e meu genro de uma só vez", disse minha vó Ana com lágrimas nos olhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ahhh, só Deus sabe de todas as coisas e só Ele sabe dos seus planos p/ nós! Histórias tristes que nos aproximam de Deus, pois só Ele p/ acalmar nosso coração!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Surpresas que nos fazem refletir mais e mais. Nos deixam instrospectos, pensativos, tentando aceitar calmamente o que a vida nos apresenta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Coração e cabeça doem! Hoje, ao acordar, me senti sem forças, sem energia. Queria poder ter ficado sozinha num cantinho, pensando, descansando. Mas aí, olho p/ meu filho lindo, benção em minha vida, olho p/ meu marido que amo de paixão, penso em meu pai, respiro fundo e sigo em frente! Dizem que depois da tempestade, vem a bonança e eu te pergunto: será? E eu mesma respondo: com certeza ela virá, pois somos filhos do Senhor e Ele jamais nos desampara! Esperança e fé... é que devemos ter! 1 beijo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5115539418471750309?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5115539418471750309/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/bonanca-depois-da-tempestade.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5115539418471750309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5115539418471750309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/03/bonanca-depois-da-tempestade.html' title='Bonança depois da Tempestade?'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-368472763983964297</id><published>2010-02-19T15:38:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:21:33.634-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade é o amor que fica...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Foi na manhã de 04 de fevereiro... liguei p/ meu pai e ele me disse sem jeito, com a voz embargada: "O médico disse que não deu filha, a mãe foi p/ Deus." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Uma mistura de espanto, dor e tristeza profunda tomou conta do meu corpo inteiro. As lágrimas caíram sem pedir licença e em minutos meu pai chegou e num abraço apertado choramos juntos a perda da minha mãe, a Soninha tão, tão amada dele! Eu como filha única senti aquela dor singular... coração estraçalhado pela partida dela e pelo sofrimento que os olhos vermelhos do meu pai tentavam esconder. Meus pais, separados pela primeira vez...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Minha mãe... nova, linda, cheia de vida foi vítima de uma infecção generalizada que ninguém sabe de onde veio. Tudo muito rápido e em uma semana ela foi para UTI.. foram 17 dias de amor e esperança que acabou no dia 04 de fevereiro de 2010! Dia 4 - dia em que ela se casou com o meu pai; Fevereiro - mês do meu aniversário!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ah mãe, que falta danada vc faz! Que saudade da sua voz me ligando vááárias vezes ao dia, que saudade do seu sorriso espontâneo, do seu jeito meigo, do olhar doce, sempre pronta p/ para ser uma grande amiga! Sempre quis me dedicar mais a vc, cuidar mais de vc, porém sempre deixei p/ amanhã e agora não há mais tempo! Aliás o tempo que nos cura é o mesmo que nos fere, pois de tanto não ter tempo, deixei de fazer coisas importantes p/ nós duas! Desculpa mãe! Me perdoa as reclamações da vida, a falta de paciência e todo esse meu jeito sem jeito! Difícil aceitar que não posso correr e te abraçar, difícil aceitar que o telefone não vai tocar, mas.... eu sei, eu sei que Deus está no comando de nossas vidas e somente Ele sabe de todas as coisas! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meu pai e eu estamos tão juntos... parece que assim, a dor dimimui um pouco... ele me fala coisas tão lindas! Homem admirável! Fala da palavra de Deus de forma tão simples. Me disse: "Filha, acalma teu coração, pois tudo tem sua hora". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;É... antes éramos 3, agora 2.. ou melhor 4!!!!! Afinal de contas, graças a Deus formei uma família linda: tenho meu marido e meu filho de 2 anos que é simplesmente apaixonado pela "vovó Sônia"... "Sou a vidinha da vovó Sônia, sou o pedaço da vovó Sônia", assim diz meu filho dando vida às frases que ela falava a todo instante. Ah filho, que bom vc poder ter convivido com essa linda mulher.. brincadeiras mil, passeios aos sábados de manhã, pastel na feira, pega pega na praça e até dentro do ap da vovó, que em cada visita do pequeno se transformava num parque de diversão. Hummm, e os cochilos vespertinos na camona ao lado dela??? Ah ele ficava todo todo!!! Tomava um tetê sob aquele olhar encantado e segurando nas mãos dela adormecia. Lindos momentos, que não deixarei ele esquecer jamais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Então é isso! Eu na certeza de que ela melhoraria, esperava voltar aqui com uma história feliz, mas infelizmente o rumo foi outro e.... como reagir a este momento? Crendo, crendo em Deus, nosso Senhor, crendo nos propósitos divinos, crendo em Sua misericórdia para confortar nossos corações, crendo que a vida realmente está aí para ser vivida com amor e fraternidade, pois sem isso nada vale a pena! Creio, em nome de Jesus, que dias melhores virão e que neles essa dor doída se tornará uma saudade calma e serena repleta de muito amor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Como definiu uma paciente de 11 anos que passou pela vida do médico oncologista Dr. Rogério Brandão e que hoje ele chama de "anjinho" : "Saudade é o amor que fica".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Sempre a terei comigo, sempre sentirei saudades, sempre amarei vc, minha mãe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S37gsItiwlI/AAAAAAAAACM/tuApUAQqVig/s1600-h/CIMG0155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline !important; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S37gsItiwlI/AAAAAAAAACM/tuApUAQqVig/s640/CIMG0155.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Meus pais a espera do netinho na maternidade!!!! Momento mágico de nossas vidas e principalmente na vida dela... ah que amor pelo Riquinho...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-368472763983964297?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/368472763983964297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudade-e-o-amor-que-fica.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/368472763983964297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/368472763983964297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/02/saudade-e-o-amor-que-fica.html' title='Saudade é o amor que fica...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/S37gsItiwlI/AAAAAAAAACM/tuApUAQqVig/s72-c/CIMG0155.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1556479835625786628</id><published>2010-01-22T08:03:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:21:55.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Dias melhores virão!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Oie... gente, tá td melhorando viu? Dias melhores virão com certeza e aí vou falar de coisas mais tranquilas aqui no blog. Vamos falar de looks, beleza e saúde. Qdo vier a bonança, eu conto a vcs detalhes destes meus dias turbulentos. Mas por enquanto é isso: estou com o coração cheio de esperança e boas expectativas! Este ano de 2010 será ano de renovação! Vem comigo tá? Bjo e até qq momento!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1556479835625786628?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1556479835625786628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1556479835625786628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/dias-melhores-virao.html' title='Dias melhores virão!!!!!'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-8538113111364095529</id><published>2010-01-19T16:48:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:22:18.632-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais perto do que podemos imaginar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Ontem fui pega de surpresa por uma notícia ruim! Sabe aquelas coisas que vc acha que só acontece com as pessoas, mas com vc não? Pois é! Aconteceu! E aí? Chorei muito, muito mesmo e em um determinado momento parece que Deus tocou meu coração, secou minhas lágrimas e me disse: Calma filha, Eu estou aqui e tudo ficará bem! Nossa, que alívio! Mais uma vez descobri que Ele pode tudo! E Nele descansei! Oro a cada minuto pela melhora dessa pessoa tão especial na minha vida e tenho fé de que ela em  breve, muito em breve, vai estar muito bem ao lado de todos que a amam!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;"O Senhor é meu pastor e nada me faltará"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-8538113111364095529?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8538113111364095529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/8538113111364095529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/mais-perto-do-que-podemos-imaginar.html' title='Mais perto do que podemos imaginar'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-1825732377118290708</id><published>2010-01-16T14:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:35:13.530-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo de doação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Olá! 2010 começou com tanta tragédia né gente?! Meu Deus! Virada do ano com deslisamentos de terras, enchentes, alagamentos em vários pontos do Brasil. Há poucos dias a calamidade que devastou o Haiti!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quantas mortes, quantas famílias destruídas, quantos corações despedaçados...inacreditável. Tudo isso me fez parar e rever valores. Tantas reclamações, tantos julgamentos, tantos sentimentos ruins que fazem parte do nosso cotidiano e tudo p/ que? Para percebermos, diante da tragédia que atinge outras pessoas, que nós somos mal agradecidos demais e erramos demais! Temos que ajoelhar todos os dias perante Deus e agradecer cada momento do nosso dia, por mais difícil que ele pareça ser. Olhe em volta e veja de quantas coisas ruins o Senhor nosso Deus te livra!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Em post anterior, eu escrevi que preciso arrumar tempo para cuidar de mim, etc e tal, porém tenho que arranjar tempo tbém para me doar, pois é tempo de doação, é tempo de cuidar de alguém, é tempo de ligar p/ quem vc não fala há dias, meses, anos, é tempo de tomar um sorvete com um amigo querido, é tempo se deitar no colo de seus pais e pedir a eles que lhe contem um pouco de suas vidas, é tempo de colocar a cabeça de sua mãe, de seu pai em seu colo e lhes fazer um cafuné... é tempo de dizer "Eu amo vc", "Sinto sua falta", "Quero te dar um abraço"... é tempo de gastar seu dia de forma mais digna, não só trabalhando, correndo de um lado p/ outro, se arrumando, indo p/ as baladas, etc e tal; É tempo de fazer do seu tempo "um precioso tempo" no qual vc consiga parar, olhar no olho de alguém e dar "Bom dia" de verdade, perguntar com interesse "Tudo bem com vc?". Aliás, tem jeito melhor de cuidar de si mesmo do que ter amor para doar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Vamos embora um dia e como diz uma mensagem que minha cunhada Cássia me enviou: sejamos um passageiro que faça falta ao desembarcar desse trem que é a vida. Temos que ser importante, não só p/ nós mesmos, mas p/ os outros e não estou falando de cargo, dinheiro, posição social; estou falando da importância de ser alguém sábio, humilde e que valoriza o ser humano como humano, como filho de Deus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Que 2010 seja um ano de doação e que nossa vida seja construída sobre rocha firme e não sobre areia que se deixa levar pelo vento. Pensem nisso!Cuidem com carinho de vocês e dos que te rodeiam, afinal fazer o bem é um banho de beleza em nós mesmos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-1825732377118290708?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/1825732377118290708/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/tempo-de-doacao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1825732377118290708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/1825732377118290708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/tempo-de-doacao.html' title='Tempo de doação'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5200174037157910817.post-5256162468243514764</id><published>2010-01-14T08:12:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T10:35:41.733-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Nossa gente, tá tão difícil postar aqui no blog! Falta de costume né??? Tenho que adquirir o hábito de escrever aqui... compartilhar minhas coisas com vcs... Acho que qdo eu conseguir isso e ter um feedback das pessoas, vai ficar mais fácil e interessante p/ mim... De qq maneira tenho que começar né??? Haha... Vou tentar!!! Voltei segunda, dia 11, ao trabalho e parece que o ano já está acabando!! São muitas coisas p/ fazer aqui e confesso que ainda to meio perdida! Vou conseguir! Temos que conseguir sempre não é mesmo? Não temos outra opção p/ ser feliz! Temos que conseguir alcançar nossos objetivos, realizar nossos sonhos, ser a pessoa que queremos ser e por aí vai!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Quero crescer profissionalmente e como ser humano tbém! Quero ter ânimo p/ voltar a cuidar de mim, do meu corpo e da minha mente. Preciso arranjar (não sei como) tempo p/ mim, p/ priorizar minhas vontades, fúteis ou não, são minhas e eu tenho esse direito certo???? Certo! Nós temos, todos nós temos o direito de nos amar e ser feliz! Então sejamos muito felizes e realizados nesse ano de 2010! FELIZ ANO NOVO, FELIZ OLHAR NOVO, FELIZ RUMO NOVO P/ TODO MUNDO! Vamos nos conhecer! Beijos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5200174037157910817-5256162468243514764?l=detalhesemmim.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/feeds/5256162468243514764/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/pensando.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5256162468243514764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5200174037157910817/posts/default/5256162468243514764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://detalhesemmim.blogspot.com/2010/01/pensando.html' title='Pensando...'/><author><name>Suzanne Santos</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BKRdRotu2Pw/SqpV_lyCbmI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Ag5xHNYPGA8/S220/happy+day.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
