<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424</id><updated>2012-02-09T13:28:47.848-03:00</updated><category term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><category term='uw'/><title type='text'>Ana Coutinho</title><subtitle type='html'>Experimentação de novas emoções. Aprendendo a fazer tudo novo, de novo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>252</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-707274506021616270</id><published>2012-02-09T13:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T13:28:47.881-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Esteja onde estiver...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-oOKqum6No/TzPyW78vq1I/AAAAAAAABcU/qV39RHlXLj8/s1600/DSC00534.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/-0-oOKqum6No/TzPyW78vq1I/AAAAAAAABcU/qV39RHlXLj8/s400/DSC00534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707171628672068434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Siiiiiim, eu fui! E foi lindo demais. Toda a magia do circo realmente está presente no Cirque du Solei. Um grande espetáculo regado a música, efeitos de luz e artistas com perfeição nos movimentos. Uma verdadeira maravilha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais passeamos mais dá vontade de participar de tudo o que está acontecendo. Tanta coisa bonita junta. Dá até pra se sentir parte desse universo mágico do circo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKCF0LOthrg/TzPyWJ38n0I/AAAAAAAABcI/Z64i2kuI_Rc/s1600/DSC00532.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fKCF0LOthrg/TzPyWJ38n0I/AAAAAAAABcI/Z64i2kuI_Rc/s400/DSC00532.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707171615230172994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sem contar que a Big Top é realmente Top. Escondidinha eu consegui tirar uma foto da estrutura do espetáculo. Olha só que coisa linda. E por onde tem andaime, corda ou qualquer pedacinho de chão, pau, "puleiro", tem artista se movendo, fazendo graça, arte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EppJNqkROVM/TzPyXvGlmQI/AAAAAAAABcg/SzD17dLGS5c/s1600/DSC00535.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EppJNqkROVM/TzPyXvGlmQI/AAAAAAAABcg/SzD17dLGS5c/s400/DSC00535.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707171642403559682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;V A R E K A I ! ! !&lt;br /&gt;...esteja onde estiver...&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/5110145755034486424-707274506021616270?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/707274506021616270/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/02/esteja-onde-estiver.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/707274506021616270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/707274506021616270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/02/esteja-onde-estiver.html' title='Esteja onde estiver...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0-oOKqum6No/TzPyW78vq1I/AAAAAAAABcU/qV39RHlXLj8/s72-c/DSC00534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1251010216360642391</id><published>2012-02-03T09:50:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-02-03T09:57:25.307-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ser feliz não dói.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpp3_hMFqIw/TyvZmTeDhEI/AAAAAAAABb8/xzNWA80kopM/s1600/PQAAAFtSIKcpYmgZy7COW3uyEJ6D29soCTKoeKvzKEpGJNG5mSfwKVO5-TOuK8ijp4UUJcDD5U0ps-Aubx8ERm2ajaEAm1T1UGRBS_-u-1QbPCvyPjuVFvVY-VAc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpp3_hMFqIw/TyvZmTeDhEI/AAAAAAAABb8/xzNWA80kopM/s400/PQAAAFtSIKcpYmgZy7COW3uyEJ6D29soCTKoeKvzKEpGJNG5mSfwKVO5-TOuK8ijp4UUJcDD5U0ps-Aubx8ERm2ajaEAm1T1UGRBS_-u-1QbPCvyPjuVFvVY-VAc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5704892605079454786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Tô pagando pra ver sim. Tô com a cara exposta sim, e pode doer o quanto for, podem maldizer o quanto for, o sorriso que eu levo hoje apaga todos os outros rastros. Eu aprendi, aos trancos, que ser feliz não dói. Ser feliz não dói."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1251010216360642391?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1251010216360642391/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/02/ser-feliz-nao-doi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1251010216360642391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1251010216360642391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/02/ser-feliz-nao-doi.html' title='Ser feliz não dói.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Qpp3_hMFqIw/TyvZmTeDhEI/AAAAAAAABb8/xzNWA80kopM/s72-c/PQAAAFtSIKcpYmgZy7COW3uyEJ6D29soCTKoeKvzKEpGJNG5mSfwKVO5-TOuK8ijp4UUJcDD5U0ps-Aubx8ERm2ajaEAm1T1UGRBS_-u-1QbPCvyPjuVFvVY-VAc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6687188645174035737</id><published>2012-01-31T08:56:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-31T09:10:23.808-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tudo passa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNARhtHcOwE/TyfaHir4G1I/AAAAAAAABbw/09b9vEfFaLI/s1600/A%2BSOLID%25C3%2583O.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 379px; height: 287px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNARhtHcOwE/TyfaHir4G1I/AAAAAAAABbw/09b9vEfFaLI/s400/A%2BSOLID%25C3%2583O.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703767276192799570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calma, pequena! Nenhuma dor é pra sempre&lt;/span&gt;. Não há lágrima que não seque nem machucado que não se cure. Toda paixão um dia acaba. Toda amizade tem seus desentendimentos. Toda família tem suas rusgas. Todo amor é testado. O que passar por você não é seu. O que te entregam por obrigação não é seu. O que te pedem não é seu. Tudo que você deu é seu. Seu amor, sua amizade, seu carinho e seu afeto. E se acabou, ontem ou hoje, é porque não foi verdadeiro. Afinal, o que é verdadeiro permanece. Portanto, guarde seus bens em um baú decorado de coisas boas e viva leve, sem culpa ou [re]sentimento. Não se abale. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Calma, pequena! Nenhuma dor é pra sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6687188645174035737?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6687188645174035737/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/tudo-passa.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6687188645174035737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6687188645174035737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/tudo-passa.html' title='Tudo passa'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fNARhtHcOwE/TyfaHir4G1I/AAAAAAAABbw/09b9vEfFaLI/s72-c/A%2BSOLID%25C3%2583O.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8721077426479394827</id><published>2012-01-28T08:07:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-28T08:09:19.487-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Comece bem seu dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sGeZ84w3A/TyPXTRIEReI/AAAAAAAABbk/C4osOUp52cI/s1600/tumblr_l5vg2cMW401qczgi2o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sGeZ84w3A/TyPXTRIEReI/AAAAAAAABbk/C4osOUp52cI/s400/tumblr_l5vg2cMW401qczgi2o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702638279195903458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Sorrir não significa necessariamente que você está feliz. Às vezes significa apenas que você é forte" [Cazuza]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e que acredita que tudo coopera para o bem daqueles que amam a Deus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que as nuvens escondam o sol, ele existe. Mesmo que chova, o sol continua lá. E quem é paciente o verá sair, com toda sua beleza e majestade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim é a vontade de Deus em nossa vida. Por mais que possam parecer situações de lágrimas e tristeza, Ele ainda está presente, preparando um lindo arco-íris.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8721077426479394827?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8721077426479394827/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/comece-bem-seu-dia.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8721077426479394827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8721077426479394827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/comece-bem-seu-dia.html' title='Comece bem seu dia'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-t7sGeZ84w3A/TyPXTRIEReI/AAAAAAAABbk/C4osOUp52cI/s72-c/tumblr_l5vg2cMW401qczgi2o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2819411459231176887</id><published>2012-01-27T14:24:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T14:31:23.330-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Deixa pra lá</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBpNh1T0W18/TyLfXsDUF_I/AAAAAAAABbU/_kN27Thn11w/s1600/areia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBpNh1T0W18/TyLfXsDUF_I/AAAAAAAABbU/_kN27Thn11w/s400/areia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702365676259514354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Tudo que fazemos tem uma consequencia. Toda ação tem reação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo sorriso tem um chamego. Todo abraço tem proteção. Toda risada tem alegria. Todo amigo tem carinho. Toda verdade tem amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não deixe que as boas oportunidades escapem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2819411459231176887?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2819411459231176887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/deixa-pra-la.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2819411459231176887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2819411459231176887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/deixa-pra-la.html' title='Deixa pra lá'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CBpNh1T0W18/TyLfXsDUF_I/AAAAAAAABbU/_kN27Thn11w/s72-c/areia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8483464374728678851</id><published>2012-01-19T11:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-19T11:46:04.728-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Niver Dan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSc6astdG_0/TxgslT_x8GI/AAAAAAAABbA/2ZJZMFwZHJs/s1600/DSC00523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 339px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSc6astdG_0/TxgslT_x8GI/AAAAAAAABbA/2ZJZMFwZHJs/s400/DSC00523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5699354347971932258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Todo mundo foi, menos a Luiza, que está no Canadá (tô pensando em mandar 2 menininhas pra fazer companhia a ela, kkkkk)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maninho, amo muito você!&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/5110145755034486424-8483464374728678851?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8483464374728678851/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/niver-dan.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8483464374728678851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8483464374728678851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/niver-dan.html' title='Niver Dan'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rSc6astdG_0/TxgslT_x8GI/AAAAAAAABbA/2ZJZMFwZHJs/s72-c/DSC00523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-9038504255581534281</id><published>2012-01-16T16:56:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-16T17:04:17.780-03:00</updated><title type='text'>p.r.a.t.i.c.a.n.d.o.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msSr03AszSE/TxSCDFAFvtI/AAAAAAAABa0/QqgjV3WYyWo/s1600/amigos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msSr03AszSE/TxSCDFAFvtI/AAAAAAAABa0/QqgjV3WYyWo/s400/amigos.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698322417924292306" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;“Se possível, quanto estiver em vós, tende paz com todos” (Romanos 12:18)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por mais que pareça difícil, é possível... Perdoar é sempre o melhor caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os dias vale a pena calar, pensar e não reagir. Mesmo que possam me chamar de sonsa, besta, bobinha, idiota ou ingênua, não importa. Por mais que na minha cabeça eu já tenha pensado e planejado milhões de vinganças, reações e injúrias, nada disso valerá mais do que a certeza de que a paz é muito mais importante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E antes que Me chamem de falsa ou fingida: o silêncio não é característico de nenhum dos dois! Se fosse assim, Jesus seria o primeiro fingido do mundo, pois mesmo tendo todos os motivos para irar-se e amaldiçoar, preferiu perdoar e suportar em amor, buscando a paz com todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que dizer, então, que tenho que falar sim para tudo que as pessoas pensam? Nunca poderei expor meus sentimentos, indignações, idéias e ideais? &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não!&lt;/span&gt; Poderei fazer tudo isso, mas sem precisar machucar, infringir ou humilhar o próximo. Existe, sim, a forma ideal para demonstrar meus sentimentos e pensamentos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deus criou cada sensação que temos. Ele é a favor que nos expressemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Irai-vos, e não pequeis; não se ponha o sol sobre a vossa ira, nem deis lugar ao diabo" (Efésios 4:26)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Por mais que pareça difícil, é possível... Perdoar é sempre o melhor caminho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-9038504255581534281?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/9038504255581534281/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/praticando.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/9038504255581534281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/9038504255581534281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/praticando.html' title='p.r.a.t.i.c.a.n.d.o.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-msSr03AszSE/TxSCDFAFvtI/AAAAAAAABa0/QqgjV3WYyWo/s72-c/amigos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4035203500137980666</id><published>2012-01-13T16:11:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-13T16:15:56.208-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A letra A [do meu nome]!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nejDtkjy3eQ/TxCC07xsIQI/AAAAAAAABao/cDCb_LNDPg4/s1600/266608_1877260179332_1476082082_31737931_3390241_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 387px; height: 291px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nejDtkjy3eQ/TxCC07xsIQI/AAAAAAAABao/cDCb_LNDPg4/s400/266608_1877260179332_1476082082_31737931_3390241_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697197374534590722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;A letra A do seu nome&lt;br /&gt;Abre essa porta e entra&lt;br /&gt;Na mesma casa onde eu moro&lt;br /&gt;Na mesa que me alimenta &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;A telha esquenta e cobre&lt;br /&gt;Quando de noite ela deita&lt;br /&gt;A gente pensa que escolhe&lt;br /&gt;Se a gente não sabe inventa&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;A gente só não inventa a dor&lt;br /&gt;A gente que enfrenta o mal&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente fica em frente ao mar&lt;br /&gt;A gente se sente melhor&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;A abelha nasce e morre&lt;br /&gt;E a cera que ela engendra&lt;br /&gt;Acende a luz quando escorre&lt;br /&gt;Da vela que me orienta&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apenas os automóveis&lt;br /&gt;Centenas se movem e ventam&lt;br /&gt;Certeza é o chão de um imóvel&lt;br /&gt;Prefiro as pernas que me movimentam&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; A gente movimenta o amor&lt;br /&gt;A gente que enfrenta o mal&lt;br /&gt;Quando a gente fica em frente ao mar&lt;br /&gt;A gente se sente melhor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Nando Reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4035203500137980666?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4035203500137980666/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/letra-do-meu-nome.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4035203500137980666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4035203500137980666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/letra-do-meu-nome.html' title='A letra A [do meu nome]!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nejDtkjy3eQ/TxCC07xsIQI/AAAAAAAABao/cDCb_LNDPg4/s72-c/266608_1877260179332_1476082082_31737931_3390241_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8488561843078433473</id><published>2012-01-05T17:13:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T17:15:58.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que eu não entendo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qEdZ7ThkjoU/TwYEjFKnBTI/AAAAAAAABac/uDCMrclIAMg/s1600/388619_256264204439136_100001666767051_655003_10473731_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qEdZ7ThkjoU/TwYEjFKnBTI/AAAAAAAABac/uDCMrclIAMg/s400/388619_256264204439136_100001666767051_655003_10473731_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694243779585180978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Qual a sinceridade da beleza se você não assume quem é? Se existe dificuldade em assumir o que se vê, mais ainda em assumir aquilo que não se vê. Auto-estima não está associada apenas a se achar bela, mas se achar bela do jeito que você é, independente de qual seja. Não use artifícios falsos para ter a aparência que você não nasceu para ter....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8488561843078433473?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8488561843078433473/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-que-eu-nao-entendo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8488561843078433473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8488561843078433473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/coisas-que-eu-nao-entendo.html' title='Coisas que eu não entendo...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-qEdZ7ThkjoU/TwYEjFKnBTI/AAAAAAAABac/uDCMrclIAMg/s72-c/388619_256264204439136_100001666767051_655003_10473731_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2617129062237508931</id><published>2012-01-05T08:32:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-05T08:48:10.710-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinta... Apenas sinta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jgSXPzgp_g/TwWM4Os6_qI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AbNhZWB06uo/s1600/nao%2Bse%2Btraia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jgSXPzgp_g/TwWM4Os6_qI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AbNhZWB06uo/s400/nao%2Bse%2Btraia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694112201526935202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Primeiro post do ano, que delícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 mal começou e já promete muita alegria, paz, serenidade, novidade e emoção. Muitas coisas boas já aconteceram e muitas outras haverão de acontecer. Mesmo que o final de dezembro e início de janeiro seja sempre marcados com tragédias da natureza, como enchentes, geadas e desmoronamentos, o ano novo é sim, um verdadeiro presente. Como diria Carlos Drumond, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Quem teve a idéia de cortar o tempo em fatias, a que se deu o nome de ano, foi um indivíduo genial. Industrializou a esperança, fazendo-a funcionar no limite da exaustão. Doze meses dá para qualquer ser humano se cansar e entregar os pontos. Aí entra o milagre da renovação e tudo começa outra vez, com outro número e outra vontade de acreditar que daqui para adiante vai ser diferente."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E realmente é verdade. A noite de reveillón tem a magia da esperança estampada nos ponteiros do relógio. Quem, me diga quem, consegue dormir antes que se ouçam as doze badaladas anunciando que um novo ano chegou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 é tempo de se renovar, de se sentir melhor, de se amar, de amar o próximo. É tempo de estar em paz consigo mesmo. Sinta coisas boas!&lt;span style="font-size:12pt;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Calibri;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"O mundo pode continuar feio que eu vou continuar sentindo coisas bonitas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tati Bernardi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2617129062237508931?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2617129062237508931/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/primeiro-post-do-ano-que-delicia.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2617129062237508931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2617129062237508931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/primeiro-post-do-ano-que-delicia.html' title='Sinta... Apenas sinta!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9jgSXPzgp_g/TwWM4Os6_qI/AAAAAAAABaQ/AbNhZWB06uo/s72-c/nao%2Bse%2Btraia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-159100075065111768</id><published>2012-01-03T10:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2012-01-03T10:27:01.963-03:00</updated><title type='text'>...limpinho como uma folha em branco!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OBZ0y1WzueQ/TwMB4qHl7lI/AAAAAAAABaE/OYdD9deIghQ/s1600/ocomecodofim.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OBZ0y1WzueQ/TwMB4qHl7lI/AAAAAAAABaE/OYdD9deIghQ/s400/ocomecodofim.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693396426816876114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Coisa boa é ter problemas pra gente se preocupar, ter passado, ter defeitos...&lt;br /&gt;Saber se encontrar, se renovar a cada dia!&lt;br /&gt;É isso!&lt;br /&gt;Vontade de crescer, de fazer o bem, se der do bem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Vamo que vamo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;O ano novo tá aí, limpinho como uma folha em branco esperando por um novo roteiro!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Daiany Leopoldino&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/5110145755034486424-159100075065111768?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/159100075065111768/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/limpinho-como-uma-folha-em-branco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/159100075065111768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/159100075065111768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2012/01/limpinho-como-uma-folha-em-branco.html' title='...limpinho como uma folha em branco!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OBZ0y1WzueQ/TwMB4qHl7lI/AAAAAAAABaE/OYdD9deIghQ/s72-c/ocomecodofim.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5204683773523909932</id><published>2011-12-26T08:57:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T09:26:03.706-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='uw'/><title type='text'>Primeiro dia da última semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A7CtHrNwmE/TvhlbedncPI/AAAAAAAABZ4/F-dLzNGSUiY/s1600/umbigo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 325px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A7CtHrNwmE/TvhlbedncPI/AAAAAAAABZ4/F-dLzNGSUiY/s400/umbigo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5690409651890778354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2012&lt;/span&gt; se aproxima. A chance de ter tudo&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; diferente e melhor&lt;/span&gt; e está nas suas mãos. Sonhe mais, porém, dessa vez, mexa-se e faça acontecer. O universo não irá conspirar somente a seu favor, portanto, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MOVA-SE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E por favor, tire o mundo do seu umbigo. O centro das atenções não é você, não tem que ser você. Se for coisa boa ou ruim, nem tudo é feito para você! Aprenda a ser uma pessoa mais na sua, mais calada, mais contida, menos estérica, menos excentrica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 2012 tenha:&lt;br /&gt;Menos cuímes e mais amor.&lt;br /&gt;Menos pressão e mais liberdade.&lt;br /&gt;Menos ambição e mais realização.&lt;br /&gt;Menos ódio e mais perdão.&lt;br /&gt;Menos separação e mais companherismo.&lt;br /&gt;Menos chatice e mais alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Menos egoísmo e mais consciência.&lt;br /&gt;Menos "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu quero&lt;/span&gt;" e mais "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu faço&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em 2012 permita-se livrar-se das amarras da amargura, do passado. O que passou, PASSOU. Viva realmente um ANO NOVO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Permita-se amar-se, assim você poderá amar alguém. Goste de você, se cuide, se proteja. Não entregue seu coração para qualquer pessoa - ele é o seu bem mais precioso!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2012 já bate às portas, e não demora estará sendo presente ao invés de futuro. Não &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;durma no ponto. &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/5110145755034486424-5204683773523909932?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5204683773523909932/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/primeiro-dia-da-ultima-semana.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5204683773523909932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5204683773523909932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/primeiro-dia-da-ultima-semana.html' title='Primeiro dia da última semana'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8A7CtHrNwmE/TvhlbedncPI/AAAAAAAABZ4/F-dLzNGSUiY/s72-c/umbigo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3527413778835806172</id><published>2011-12-24T12:46:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T12:50:51.637-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Qual é o pente que te penteia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Quando o ser humano aprender a olhar para o indivíduo como um ser ímpar, ele não precisará fazer chapinha para se toranar sociável", muito menos para se achar bonito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ana Paula Fernandes Ventura)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admiro as pessoas que assumem a cabeleira, não importando o quão crespa, encaracolada ou lisa. Fico &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;besta&lt;/span&gt; com o tempo que perdi tentando ter cachinhos. Não adianta, é liso, e sempre será... Aprendi a lidar com cada fio de cabelo e me acho muito mais mulher com ele do jeitinho que nasceu pra ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aprenda!&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/5110145755034486424-3527413778835806172?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3527413778835806172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/quando-o-ser-humano-aprender-olhar-para.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3527413778835806172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3527413778835806172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/quando-o-ser-humano-aprender-olhar-para.html' title='Qual é o pente que te penteia'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-888236005652704075</id><published>2011-12-23T08:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-23T09:04:58.596-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Então é Natal...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNoVBz_-fgI/TvRt1E1eqBI/AAAAAAAABZs/fw1-ny7D1Y8/s1600/vt_fim_de_ano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 303px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNoVBz_-fgI/TvRt1E1eqBI/AAAAAAAABZs/fw1-ny7D1Y8/s400/vt_fim_de_ano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689292987874322450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;... e o que você fez?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um Natal, mais presentes, mais consumismo, mais abraços, mais beijos, mais festas... O ano termina, e o que você fez?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas são as suas realizações? Quantas são as frustrações? O que você não repetirá? O que levará de aprendizado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inevitavelmente nos fazemos essas perguntas e, por regra, muitas respostas não nos são dadas. Mas uma certeza é que fizemos aquilo que deveríamos fazer. Lutamos, corremos, "ralamos" e chegamos aqui. Nem todos com a mesma garra, nem todos com o mesmo amor e, infelizmente, nem todos com a mesma alegria e confiança para dizer "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fiz o meu melhor&lt;/span&gt;". Mas todos chegamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acredite em uma coisa: seu ano depende daquilo que você fez e fará. Se no dia 31 de dezembro você não tem forças ou motivos para agradecer ou se alegrar, o mundo não pode fazer nada. Seu 2012 pode ser diferente, mas depende apenas de você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não adianta eu querer ser feliz por você, querer vencer por você, querer amar por você. A vida é individual e intransferível. E é impossível vivê-la pela metade. Ela exige nosso 100%.&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/5110145755034486424-888236005652704075?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/888236005652704075/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/entao-e-natal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/888236005652704075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/888236005652704075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/entao-e-natal.html' title='Então é Natal...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NNoVBz_-fgI/TvRt1E1eqBI/AAAAAAAABZs/fw1-ny7D1Y8/s72-c/vt_fim_de_ano.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5135661909355695776</id><published>2011-12-22T15:32:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-22T15:33:26.915-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ele me escolheu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VelTQBaOEhE/TvN36B-V0AI/AAAAAAAABZg/qeJMQlNOtZw/s1600/misterio.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 501px; height: 183px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VelTQBaOEhE/TvN36B-V0AI/AAAAAAAABZg/qeJMQlNOtZw/s400/misterio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689022593145098242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-5135661909355695776?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5135661909355695776/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ele-me-escolheu.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5135661909355695776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5135661909355695776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/ele-me-escolheu.html' title='Ele me escolheu!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-VelTQBaOEhE/TvN36B-V0AI/AAAAAAAABZg/qeJMQlNOtZw/s72-c/misterio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4441836765993642824</id><published>2011-12-21T14:35:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T14:35:42.357-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTMHERIXpNM/TvIY56Q3UhI/AAAAAAAABZU/_7iv0uXAW-o/s1600/374877_321702354509595_100000094995363_1289557_1446123855_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTMHERIXpNM/TvIY56Q3UhI/AAAAAAAABZU/_7iv0uXAW-o/s400/374877_321702354509595_100000094995363_1289557_1446123855_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688636662493958674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4441836765993642824?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4441836765993642824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4441836765993642824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4441836765993642824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bTMHERIXpNM/TvIY56Q3UhI/AAAAAAAABZU/_7iv0uXAW-o/s72-c/374877_321702354509595_100000094995363_1289557_1446123855_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4592386971197746073</id><published>2011-12-20T10:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T10:24:24.819-03:00</updated><title type='text'>#NumÉ</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdstgTBFN_k/TvCManqI0YI/AAAAAAAABZI/rF03pTg2Z6U/s1600/88bde9b204b70920eafb2f5d99c187dfdf44d89a.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdstgTBFN_k/TvCManqI0YI/AAAAAAAABZI/rF03pTg2Z6U/s400/88bde9b204b70920eafb2f5d99c187dfdf44d89a.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5688200718319145346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Não fale,&lt;br /&gt;Não conte detalhes,&lt;br /&gt;Não satisfaça a curiosidade alheia.&lt;br /&gt;A imaginação dos outros já é difamatória que chegue."&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/5110145755034486424-4592386971197746073?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4592386971197746073/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nume.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4592386971197746073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4592386971197746073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/nume.html' title='#NumÉ'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tdstgTBFN_k/TvCManqI0YI/AAAAAAAABZI/rF03pTg2Z6U/s72-c/88bde9b204b70920eafb2f5d99c187dfdf44d89a.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3507911018542521763</id><published>2011-12-13T10:12:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-13T10:17:05.688-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siH9U_zS0r4/TudQQphotuI/AAAAAAAABY8/njUdInk2m-g/s1600/PQAAACsDJ8sGlxlttcu9xyKINLJRwqOV05CvJcQWlKgcdFaAokr4its2ALCdqIAPSqOXGhO10CMfK61F8454mVSMJPYAm1T1UJBT9Nf-pa7tQ-o9JjmupbQI3tq9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siH9U_zS0r4/TudQQphotuI/AAAAAAAABY8/njUdInk2m-g/s400/PQAAACsDJ8sGlxlttcu9xyKINLJRwqOV05CvJcQWlKgcdFaAokr4its2ALCdqIAPSqOXGhO10CMfK61F8454mVSMJPYAm1T1UJBT9Nf-pa7tQ-o9JjmupbQI3tq9.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685601301533603554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Odeio dois beijinhos, aperto de mão, tumulto, calor, gente burra e quem não sabe  mentir direito. Não puxo saco de ninguém, detesto que puxem meu saco  também. Não faço amizades por conveniência, não sei rir se não estou  achando graça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;Caio F Abreu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-3507911018542521763?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3507911018542521763/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/odeio-dois-beijinhos-aperto-de-mao.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3507911018542521763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3507911018542521763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/odeio-dois-beijinhos-aperto-de-mao.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-siH9U_zS0r4/TudQQphotuI/AAAAAAAABY8/njUdInk2m-g/s72-c/PQAAACsDJ8sGlxlttcu9xyKINLJRwqOV05CvJcQWlKgcdFaAokr4its2ALCdqIAPSqOXGhO10CMfK61F8454mVSMJPYAm1T1UJBT9Nf-pa7tQ-o9JjmupbQI3tq9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2748256469917985899</id><published>2011-12-12T14:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T14:28:11.253-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIoqpIeEu4/TuY5EdrwCTI/AAAAAAAABYY/YREAg0GoM7w/s1600/casa1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 250px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIoqpIeEu4/TuY5EdrwCTI/AAAAAAAABYY/YREAg0GoM7w/s400/casa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685294328452221234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sim, vou brincar de casinha, mas de casinha &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;nova&lt;/span&gt;, tá?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desejo esse sentimento pra qualquer pessoa. Casa nova, que ninguém ainda morou, pra coloca-la do seu jeito, com suas manias, seus pregos na parede (já posso ouvir os gritos do marido dizendo: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Pare de furar a parede"&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Jesus!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2748256469917985899?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2748256469917985899/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/sim-vou-brincar-de-casinha-mas-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2748256469917985899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2748256469917985899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/sim-vou-brincar-de-casinha-mas-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2ZIoqpIeEu4/TuY5EdrwCTI/AAAAAAAABYY/YREAg0GoM7w/s72-c/casa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6205383228967307219</id><published>2011-12-12T08:12:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-12T08:13:55.618-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Graças a Deus por cada uma das nossas diferenças!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aodlw_L2dt0/TuXh1G_fpYI/AAAAAAAABYM/zk40KyALpls/s1600/sindrome-de-down-mt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 378px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aodlw_L2dt0/TuXh1G_fpYI/AAAAAAAABYM/zk40KyALpls/s400/sindrome-de-down-mt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5685198407151363458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Se todas as flores fossem iguais...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;e o seu perfume não se diferenciasse,&lt;br /&gt;não haveria jardins...&lt;br /&gt;e a Terra perderia a sua cor...&lt;br /&gt;Ser diferente... é ser assim...&lt;br /&gt;Uma flor... no jardim do amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;Regina Guimarães&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6205383228967307219?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6205383228967307219/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/gracas-deus-por-cada-uma-das-nossas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6205383228967307219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6205383228967307219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/gracas-deus-por-cada-uma-das-nossas.html' title='Graças a Deus por cada uma das nossas diferenças!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aodlw_L2dt0/TuXh1G_fpYI/AAAAAAAABYM/zk40KyALpls/s72-c/sindrome-de-down-mt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8606416130471820686</id><published>2011-12-06T10:34:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-06T10:37:24.111-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Escolho, sim!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAPolmEWmYQ/Tt4aiDk7uHI/AAAAAAAABYA/S-XgzjzSWEY/s1600/tumblr_lclsg9Ybjk1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAPolmEWmYQ/Tt4aiDk7uHI/AAAAAAAABYA/S-XgzjzSWEY/s400/tumblr_lclsg9Ybjk1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5683008952166234226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Vai, menina, fecha os olhos. Solta os cabelos. Joga a vida, como quem não tem o que perder. Como quem não aposta. Como que brinca somente. Vai, esquece do mundo. Molha os pés na poça. Mergulha no que da vontade que a vida não espera por você. Abrace o que te faz sorrir. Sonhe que é de graça. Não espere. Promessas, vão e vem. Planos se desfazem. Regras, você as dita. Palavras, o vento leva. Distância, só existe pra quem quer. Sonhos se realizam, ou não. Os olhos se fecham um dia, pra sempre. E o que importa, você sabe, menina. O quanto isso te faz sorrir, e só!"&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/5110145755034486424-8606416130471820686?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8606416130471820686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/escolho-sim.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8606416130471820686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8606416130471820686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/escolho-sim.html' title='Escolho, sim!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rAPolmEWmYQ/Tt4aiDk7uHI/AAAAAAAABYA/S-XgzjzSWEY/s72-c/tumblr_lclsg9Ybjk1qb5zb3o1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5830718964364792327</id><published>2011-12-04T12:40:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T12:48:32.448-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se tem coisa melhor, não me contaram...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLqvK6bh4c/TtuV8CjzghI/AAAAAAAABX0/_qcrsRjy3Do/s1600/DSC00019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLqvK6bh4c/TtuV8CjzghI/AAAAAAAABX0/_qcrsRjy3Do/s400/DSC00019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5682300213569749522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Nada como ter os pais ao nosso lado. Sempre que preciso, adivinhem que vem me socorrer, cuidar, abraçar e, até mesmo, "puxar minha orelha"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pai e mãe! Vocês dois são meus exemplos de fé, coragem, amor e dedicação. Sempre juntos, como namorados até hoje (risos!), e isso muito me inspira!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando se tem amor de verdade, desde a infância, é difícil ser "carente por natureza"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por estarem sempre por perto ♥&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/5110145755034486424-5830718964364792327?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5830718964364792327/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-tem-coisa-melhor-nao-me-contaram.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5830718964364792327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5830718964364792327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/12/se-tem-coisa-melhor-nao-me-contaram.html' title='Se tem coisa melhor, não me contaram...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3GLqvK6bh4c/TtuV8CjzghI/AAAAAAAABX0/_qcrsRjy3Do/s72-c/DSC00019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1966229098165326898</id><published>2011-11-27T23:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-27T23:49:54.697-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais um... Mais um...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbAiT1-Z38Y/TtL0opWsxcI/AAAAAAAABXo/-IaIvOf08XQ/s1600/_SC09945.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/-cbAiT1-Z38Y/TtL0opWsxcI/AAAAAAAABXo/-IaIvOf08XQ/s400/_SC09945.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679871059200624066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Eis que estou contigo e te guardarei por onde quer que andares" Genesis 28:15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um verão na minha vida. E como é ter tantas surpresas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu final de semana já começõu com surpresas na agência. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Minha estagiária linda!!&lt;/span&gt;). Cup Cake pra todo mundo, com direito a soprar velinhas. A noite, passeio com maridão e filha. Presentes, presentes e mais presentes... Sabadão, (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;amigas lindas&lt;/span&gt;), supresas na noite (Fer, Carol e Karol - Valeu meninas!)! Ebaaaaa.... E no domingão, almoço gostoso com a família e amigos queridos. Faltaram alguns, mas isso a gente tem tempo pra resolver, risos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não pára por aí, porque o paizão e o maninho estão viajando. Festinha continua amanhã, quando eles chegam aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só tenho mesmo a agradecer por cada abraço - mesmo que virtual; cada carinho expresso em palavras, sorrisos e presentes; cada voto de felicidade e todas as orações. Deus tem sido bom e fiel. Ele tem se mostrado de formas maravilhosas, abençoando no trabalho, familia, sentimentos e curando feridas abertas pelo tempo, (sendo fechadas pelo amor)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada como mais um ano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Hoje é meu aniversário, corpo cheio de esperança. Uma eterna criança, meu bem!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wanessa da Mata&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/5110145755034486424-1966229098165326898?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1966229098165326898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mais-um-mais-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1966229098165326898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1966229098165326898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mais-um-mais-um.html' title='Mais um... Mais um...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cbAiT1-Z38Y/TtL0opWsxcI/AAAAAAAABXo/-IaIvOf08XQ/s72-c/_SC09945.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8521750125598860856</id><published>2011-11-23T19:21:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-23T19:24:06.129-03:00</updated><title type='text'>... mas eu resisto!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GIYw3jaU3M/Ts1x8v3KgMI/AAAAAAAABXc/QZ6ycRPHmMw/s1600/300110_288712787816165_177537108933734_971860_1703363218_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 257px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GIYw3jaU3M/Ts1x8v3KgMI/AAAAAAAABXc/QZ6ycRPHmMw/s400/300110_288712787816165_177537108933734_971860_1703363218_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678319993637994690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque será que é tão difícil viver o SEU presente, esquecer o passado e deixar em paz os que não querem, não quiseram e fizeram questão de não fazer parte da Sua vida?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8521750125598860856?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8521750125598860856/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mas-eu-resisto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8521750125598860856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8521750125598860856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mas-eu-resisto.html' title='... mas eu resisto!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-8GIYw3jaU3M/Ts1x8v3KgMI/AAAAAAAABXc/QZ6ycRPHmMw/s72-c/300110_288712787816165_177537108933734_971860_1703363218_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6918751627705305491</id><published>2011-11-22T19:07:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-22T19:12:02.940-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Go away</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9UWW1kwe9Q/TsweICdE2cI/AAAAAAAABXQ/MKcKuPkCVLg/s1600/200133429-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 264px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9UWW1kwe9Q/TsweICdE2cI/AAAAAAAABXQ/MKcKuPkCVLg/s400/200133429-001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5677946353653963202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Não prenda, não aperte, não sufoque. Porque quando vira nó, já deixou de ser laço."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span class="caption"&gt;Mário Quintana&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/5110145755034486424-6918751627705305491?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6918751627705305491/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/go-away.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6918751627705305491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6918751627705305491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/go-away.html' title='Go away'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-w9UWW1kwe9Q/TsweICdE2cI/AAAAAAAABXQ/MKcKuPkCVLg/s72-c/200133429-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1046653766134572598</id><published>2011-11-17T08:17:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T10:00:40.159-03:00</updated><title type='text'>É a gota D'Água + 10</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pode parecer chato, ridículo e até antiquado querer envolver-se politicamente com as decisões tomadas em nosso país (e porque não, no mundo?). Mas, por mais que finjamos que nada está acontecendo ou que nada disso tem ligação direta com você ou comigo, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ESTAMOS ERRADOS&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você talvez não viva mais 100 anos pra ver as reais consequências das decisões tomadas hoje, mas e as pessoas que você ama, irá amar e que virão depois de você? Eu não quero que minha filha ou meu netos (pensando &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;futuristamente&lt;/span&gt;) tenham que usar óculos de sol para protegê-los de raios danosos às 6 da matina, nem que tenham que criar uma forma saudável de respirar dentro de suas próprias casas. Não quero que eles tenham menos conforto e qualidade de vida, qualidade essa que se deteriora a todo momento, mas que ainda nos resta nos dias de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer coisa pior que nossa realidade atual com certeza não vale a pena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parafraseando as falas do vídeo: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vai lá, não custa nada. Quanto do seu tempo já foi disperdiçado na internet ou televisão. Vai, é só um clique. Você clica em tanta coisa, eu sei. Tantos dos seus cliques não vão te amadurecer, nem melhorar sua situação, eu sei. Então porque não dar &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ESSE&lt;/span&gt; clique e cooperar com uma ação política comunitária e totalmente patriota? Quase não demora. Você não vai pagar por isso. [Mas talvez seus filhos e os filhos de seus filhos paguem por você não ter tido "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saco&lt;/span&gt;" pra fazer alguma coisa.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/kAAdXrdXSpM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="264" width="460"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para assinar, &lt;a href="http://www.movimentogotadagua.com.br/assinatura"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Juventude  [..] brasileira, tá na hora de largar a mamadeira, esquecer o ki-suco,  deixar pra lá o mingau e vir pra feijoada [..]; O tempo é hoje, a hora é  agora e você, vê se não fica de fora!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amaury Fontenelle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1046653766134572598?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1046653766134572598/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-gota-dagua-10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1046653766134572598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1046653766134572598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/e-gota-dagua-10.html' title='É a gota D&apos;Água + 10'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/kAAdXrdXSpM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7652703801598822583</id><published>2011-11-16T11:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-16T11:26:39.250-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulheres</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrP2joaHri4/TsPH9X-WMmI/AAAAAAAABXE/wwl5Wugzs0A/s1600/390172_214163035322579_147059135366303_541976_634387939_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 446px; height: 334px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrP2joaHri4/TsPH9X-WMmI/AAAAAAAABXE/wwl5Wugzs0A/s400/390172_214163035322579_147059135366303_541976_634387939_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675599812638421602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Uma mulher bonita não é aquela de quem se elogiam as pernas ou os  braços, mas aquela cuja inteira aparência é de tal beleza que não deixa  possibilidades para admirar as partes isoladas".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Sêneca&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/5110145755034486424-7652703801598822583?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7652703801598822583/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mulheres.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7652703801598822583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7652703801598822583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/mulheres.html' title='Mulheres'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VrP2joaHri4/TsPH9X-WMmI/AAAAAAAABXE/wwl5Wugzs0A/s72-c/390172_214163035322579_147059135366303_541976_634387939_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7190567579613180719</id><published>2011-11-15T11:03:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:36:25.799-03:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='http://www.blogger.com/img/blank.gif'/><title type='text'>#RedesSocias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWQ6Bz5qBIo/TsJ12jGeIHI/AAAAAAAABWU/aHCxWxYQgE4/s1600/Slide2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 68px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWQ6Bz5qBIo/TsJ12jGeIHI/AAAAAAAABWU/aHCxWxYQgE4/s400/Slide2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675228060436013170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode parecer mentira, mas as redes socias como &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com/"&gt;Orkut&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.twitter.com/"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; podem (e devem) ser usadas para coisas maiores que fofocas e discussões.&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos últimos dias uma família de classe média passou pelo desespero de ter a filha caçula desaparecida. Após as tentativas de reencontro, ligando para amigos, conhecidos e familiares, procurando em delegacias, regionais, hospitais, uma das filhas do casal resolveu criar um post na internet, em sua página pessoal do Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO073Yw3oxs/TsJ13OiSljI/AAAAAAAABWw/NgHvEn2RBao/s1600/Slide4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 42px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MO073Yw3oxs/TsJ13OiSljI/AAAAAAAABWw/NgHvEn2RBao/s400/Slide4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675228072095422002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Após isso, o mesmo foi feito pelo pai da garota.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---BBKhBJZ8Y/TsJ120j35aI/AAAAAAAABWg/flTGEGPuPwY/s1600/Slide3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 202px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/---BBKhBJZ8Y/TsJ120j35aI/AAAAAAAABWg/flTGEGPuPwY/s400/Slide3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675228065122739618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A notícia rapidamente se espalhou e o que poderia ser apenas mais uma publicação em uma rede social se tornou um apelo nacional, com repercussão na mídia televisiva, escrita e falada. Uma amostra da grandeza de alcance desta publicação foi a matéria feita pelo jornal virtual G1, que deu grande destaque ao caso (&lt;a href="http://g1.globo.com/sao-paulo/noticia/2011/11/familia-faz-apelo-em-redes-sociais-por-menina-desaparecida-em-sp.html"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt; para ler a matéria na íntegra).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma ferramente usada por uns a trabalho, outros para diversão e há ainda quem utiliza de redes sociais para criar confusão e disseminar intrigas. Essa mesma ferramente, muitas vezes mal utilizada, foi a chave-mestre para encontrar a adolescente, de apenas 12 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O pai, com certeza emocionado, relatou o fato em sua página, também da rede Facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MM0v9NnDbY/TsJ12rtDoSI/AAAAAAAABWI/6VMZx-_XgYo/s1600/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4MM0v9NnDbY/TsJ12rtDoSI/AAAAAAAABWI/6VMZx-_XgYo/s400/Slide1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5675228062745338146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é a prova de que tudo pode ser usado para o mal e tudo pode (e deve) ser usado para o bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As publicações da família Fontão estão disponíveis na página pessoal de Décio Ribeiro, no Facebook. Para acessá-las, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000462339741&amp;amp;sk=wall"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7190567579613180719?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7190567579613180719/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/redessocias.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7190567579613180719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7190567579613180719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/redessocias.html' title='#RedesSocias'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rWQ6Bz5qBIo/TsJ12jGeIHI/AAAAAAAABWU/aHCxWxYQgE4/s72-c/Slide2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5503672246342790608</id><published>2011-11-14T19:31:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T19:57:19.526-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uKr1Uzqs8Y/TsGW4kCd1eI/AAAAAAAABV8/ksBQ9ko1vIU/s1600/314664_274280832609179_185547371482526_707086_287202083_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uKr1Uzqs8Y/TsGW4kCd1eI/AAAAAAAABV8/ksBQ9ko1vIU/s400/314664_274280832609179_185547371482526_707086_287202083_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674982903954396642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-5503672246342790608?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5503672246342790608/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_14.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5503672246342790608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5503672246342790608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post_14.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0uKr1Uzqs8Y/TsGW4kCd1eI/AAAAAAAABV8/ksBQ9ko1vIU/s72-c/314664_274280832609179_185547371482526_707086_287202083_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4549120536479268156</id><published>2011-11-04T03:54:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T03:58:45.027-03:00</updated><title type='text'>A vida é feita de escolhas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fB5O1FCCKqA/TrOMOj2TinI/AAAAAAAABVM/gqEeLDxjoZ0/s1600/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 270px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fB5O1FCCKqA/TrOMOj2TinI/AAAAAAAABVM/gqEeLDxjoZ0/s400/DSC00243.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5671030537558657650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;... e eu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;escolhi ser feliz &lt;/span&gt;e viver o que para mim foi reservado. Sem crises, sem bobagens, sem nenhum peso desnecessário. Apenas o brilho do sorriso de quem me faz bem. Eu escolhi ser feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Largue tudo aquilo que te prende e seja apenas você. Sem medo, sem pudor, sem vergonha. Viver uma vida que não foi feita para você é o mesmo que não viver. Livre-se dos pesos e caminhe aliviado. Não deixe que a bagunça te engula, jogue-a fora antes disso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem vinda, Vida! Entre, e me faça ainda mais feliz!!!&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/5110145755034486424-4549120536479268156?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4549120536479268156/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/vida-e-feita-de-escolhas.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4549120536479268156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4549120536479268156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/vida-e-feita-de-escolhas.html' title='A vida é feita de escolhas...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-fB5O1FCCKqA/TrOMOj2TinI/AAAAAAAABVM/gqEeLDxjoZ0/s72-c/DSC00243.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7607274304314457602</id><published>2011-11-02T09:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:31:32.888-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Apaixone-se certo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgcb1uv1r8/TrE3R2fyfZI/AAAAAAAABTk/1xg9Uj9uh9A/s1600/298220_296698013683473_252337698119505_1201936_1958168938_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 448px; height: 380px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgcb1uv1r8/TrE3R2fyfZI/AAAAAAAABTk/1xg9Uj9uh9A/s400/298220_296698013683473_252337698119505_1201936_1958168938_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670374185662315922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7607274304314457602?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7607274304314457602/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7607274304314457602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7607274304314457602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/blog-post.html' title='Apaixone-se certo'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-iEgcb1uv1r8/TrE3R2fyfZI/AAAAAAAABTk/1xg9Uj9uh9A/s72-c/298220_296698013683473_252337698119505_1201936_1958168938_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8962200467913710068</id><published>2011-11-01T16:52:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T16:58:35.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prSp6GMuwTU/TrBOMKzbTQI/AAAAAAAABTY/8Q69m0fx7ms/s1600/299062_268887219823043_184998331545266_810850_583793732_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prSp6GMuwTU/TrBOMKzbTQI/AAAAAAAABTY/8Q69m0fx7ms/s400/299062_268887219823043_184998331545266_810850_583793732_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5670117901824904450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Diante disso, prefiro assumir culpas que não tenho, problemas que não criei, "indacas" que não cacei e dizer que "já está tudo bem". Quem sabe assim melhora!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8962200467913710068?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8962200467913710068/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/diante-disso-prefiro-assumir-culpas-que.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8962200467913710068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8962200467913710068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/11/diante-disso-prefiro-assumir-culpas-que.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-prSp6GMuwTU/TrBOMKzbTQI/AAAAAAAABTY/8Q69m0fx7ms/s72-c/299062_268887219823043_184998331545266_810850_583793732_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2408227060094632712</id><published>2011-10-29T16:40:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-29T16:43:32.846-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Risadas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e3LWkIBExA/TqxWx-tPF1I/AAAAAAAABTM/-Y03k7Sn_80/s1600/301595_278305395535696_262158970483672_916699_347065460_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e3LWkIBExA/TqxWx-tPF1I/AAAAAAAABTM/-Y03k7Sn_80/s400/301595_278305395535696_262158970483672_916699_347065460_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669001447598921554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou preguiçosa e seca, fala sério!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAUSAUKEUAGJHTEIJOFOIODEIOJKDFVADIA !! (Só pra variar!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2408227060094632712?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2408227060094632712/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/risadas.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2408227060094632712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2408227060094632712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/risadas.html' title='Risadas!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0e3LWkIBExA/TqxWx-tPF1I/AAAAAAAABTM/-Y03k7Sn_80/s72-c/301595_278305395535696_262158970483672_916699_347065460_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4026042232229059054</id><published>2011-10-25T10:11:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T10:20:27.026-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR4QYUIsaHk/Tqa1riDWgmI/AAAAAAAABSE/0YLcl8g5skw/s1600/312087_171104969644209_100407896713917_338607_495198647_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 236px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR4QYUIsaHk/Tqa1riDWgmI/AAAAAAAABSE/0YLcl8g5skw/s400/312087_171104969644209_100407896713917_338607_495198647_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667416940572213858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4026042232229059054?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4026042232229059054/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_25.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4026042232229059054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4026042232229059054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-nR4QYUIsaHk/Tqa1riDWgmI/AAAAAAAABSE/0YLcl8g5skw/s72-c/312087_171104969644209_100407896713917_338607_495198647_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5458439006317399794</id><published>2011-10-24T22:18:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:35:51.402-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pais...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/0lF0WklHAYc" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Tirando o fato de ser um prop. do Itaú, o texto é lindo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quando nos tornamos papai e mamãe, queremos privar nossa cria de todo o mal, segura-los forte nos braços, apertá-los até que nada nem ninguém possa tirá-los de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, nada do que possamos fazer pode protege-los de tudo e todas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, meu amigo, essa é a dura verdade que nós, pais, temos que aceitar, mesmo que não entendamos. Nossos filhos não serão nossos bebês para sempre. Eles irão crescer, amar, se decepcionar, chorar, rir loucamente de coisas insanas, fazer palhaçadas com os amigos e brigar com eles de vez em quando. Não poderemos impedir que eles façam bobagens, mas podemos estar sempre prontos a socorre-los, até quando erram.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eles vão errar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eles vão chorar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eles vão querer que estejamos bem longe para que não possamos vê-los com os olhos cheios de lágrimas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas não iremos a lugar nenhum. Sempre estaremos lá, junto deles, quando e onde eles menos esperam. Sempre estaremos lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois que nos tornamos papai e mamãe, a única coisa que queremos é que nossos filhos sejam felizes como nos fazem felizes. Que encontrem alguém para sorrir assim como nós sorrimos com eles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dizem que ser pai e mãe é "padecer no paraíso", mas a verdade é que só conheço o paraíso. Não faço idéia do padecer. Até quando estou uma noite ou outra sem dormir, é um prazer indescritível poder segurar "meu presente" nos braços!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-5458439006317399794?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5458439006317399794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/pais.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5458439006317399794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5458439006317399794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/pais.html' title='Pais...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/0lF0WklHAYc/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2264444806231465704</id><published>2011-10-24T20:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T22:47:49.814-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D343YNEplcU/TqX0zahYQfI/AAAAAAAABR4/hURqvpnqqJs/s1600/283236_196720337048108_100001304297446_462003_3021555_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 351px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D343YNEplcU/TqX0zahYQfI/AAAAAAAABR4/hURqvpnqqJs/s400/283236_196720337048108_100001304297446_462003_3021555_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667204870245466610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A vingança nunca solucionou problemas. Somente abre novas feridas e causa novas tristezas."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hugo Schlesinger&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/5110145755034486424-2264444806231465704?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2264444806231465704/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/vinganca-nunca-solucionou-problemas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2264444806231465704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2264444806231465704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/vinganca-nunca-solucionou-problemas.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D343YNEplcU/TqX0zahYQfI/AAAAAAAABR4/hURqvpnqqJs/s72-c/283236_196720337048108_100001304297446_462003_3021555_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7231674975229663005</id><published>2011-10-24T11:52:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T11:56:28.835-03:00</updated><title type='text'>More Marketing!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkE52I9yElY/TqV8IOwk-uI/AAAAAAAABRs/2Kt55arle0M/s1600/DSC00159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 350px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkE52I9yElY/TqV8IOwk-uI/AAAAAAAABRs/2Kt55arle0M/s400/DSC00159.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667072186958281442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Depois de dias tão cansativos, a certeza de ter estado com as pessoas certas dá o descanso que precisamos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas risadas, trabalho, apertos, raivas, mas no fim, tudo certo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Popoli, deu trabalho, mas a gente se divertiu, né?!&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/5110145755034486424-7231674975229663005?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7231674975229663005/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-marketing.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7231674975229663005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7231674975229663005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/more-marketing.html' title='More Marketing!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-GkE52I9yElY/TqV8IOwk-uI/AAAAAAAABRs/2Kt55arle0M/s72-c/DSC00159.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2065610934876696927</id><published>2011-10-19T11:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:46:13.187-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O importante é NUNCA parar!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht_b0ihtShk/Tp7iHzS40OI/AAAAAAAABRg/f7iFHo-OMsI/s1600/295830_234741849916235_228496973874056_700743_1555214408_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 399px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht_b0ihtShk/Tp7iHzS40OI/AAAAAAAABRg/f7iFHo-OMsI/s400/295830_234741849916235_228496973874056_700743_1555214408_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665214004935053538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Minha expectativa, tantas vezes ansiosa, de que as coisas sejam  diferentes, dá lugar à certeza tranqüila de que, naquele momento, tudo  está onde pode estar. Em vez de sofrer pelas modificações que ainda não  consigo, eu me sinto grata pelas mudanças que já realizei. E relaxo. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Ana Jacomo)&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/5110145755034486424-2065610934876696927?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2065610934876696927/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-importante-e-nunca-parar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2065610934876696927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2065610934876696927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/o-importante-e-nunca-parar.html' title='O importante é NUNCA parar!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ht_b0ihtShk/Tp7iHzS40OI/AAAAAAAABRg/f7iFHo-OMsI/s72-c/295830_234741849916235_228496973874056_700743_1555214408_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5589922531759255157</id><published>2011-10-19T11:08:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-19T11:14:18.937-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hum...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZh9743luSU/Tp7ahcXrzaI/AAAAAAAABRU/wJwlFDFgTJc/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZh9743luSU/Tp7ahcXrzaI/AAAAAAAABRU/wJwlFDFgTJc/s400/images.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665205649364733346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sei que sou muito dengosa&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou manhosa&lt;br /&gt;Sei que sou assim&lt;br /&gt;Gosto muito de carinho&lt;br /&gt;Fique bem pertinho&lt;br /&gt;Vem cuidar de mim &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu sou muito perfumada&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou delicada&lt;br /&gt;Olhe bem pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Corro pela casa inteira&lt;br /&gt;Adoro brincadeira&lt;br /&gt;Sempre fui assim&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quando você&lt;br /&gt;Me pega nos braços&lt;br /&gt;Eu me arrepio&lt;br /&gt;Com teus abraços&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou a gata&lt;br /&gt;Faço miau&lt;br /&gt;Dizendo "eu te amo"&lt;br /&gt;Do meu jeito animal&lt;br /&gt;Miau, miau...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;A Gata - &lt;span id="author_lyric"&gt;Marco Camargo/ R. Borin/ Luca Salvia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-5589922531759255157?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5589922531759255157/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/hum.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5589922531759255157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5589922531759255157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/hum.html' title='Hum...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JZh9743luSU/Tp7ahcXrzaI/AAAAAAAABRU/wJwlFDFgTJc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1941325475027566863</id><published>2011-10-18T16:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-18T16:52:12.266-03:00</updated><title type='text'>#Fato</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEk8bkhfmCI/Tp3YEg7LMbI/AAAAAAAABRI/-75UyaDSU-o/s1600/319974_262587143778548_185547371482526_672108_427408113_n%25281%2529.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 332px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEk8bkhfmCI/Tp3YEg7LMbI/AAAAAAAABRI/-75UyaDSU-o/s400/319974_262587143778548_185547371482526_672108_427408113_n%25281%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664921478371160498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acredite nisso. Não importa o quanto você sofre ou sofreu. Não importa quantas pessoas te fizeram sofrer. Deus sempre terá uma segunda chance para que você possa ser plenamente feliz!&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/5110145755034486424-1941325475027566863?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1941325475027566863/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/fato.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1941325475027566863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1941325475027566863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/fato.html' title='#Fato'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-IEk8bkhfmCI/Tp3YEg7LMbI/AAAAAAAABRI/-75UyaDSU-o/s72-c/319974_262587143778548_185547371482526_672108_427408113_n%25281%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1668989469483001824</id><published>2011-10-13T21:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-13T21:35:22.273-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5m9bvTeqqU/TpeRqOUeTZI/AAAAAAAABQ8/4a7ANnrq4pg/s1600/marcelo%2Be%2Beu%2Bp%2Bvit%2Bhugo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 513px; height: 383px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5m9bvTeqqU/TpeRqOUeTZI/AAAAAAAABQ8/4a7ANnrq4pg/s400/marcelo%2Be%2Beu%2Bp%2Bvit%2Bhugo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663155211026189714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1668989469483001824?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1668989469483001824/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_13.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1668989469483001824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1668989469483001824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/blog-post_13.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-R5m9bvTeqqU/TpeRqOUeTZI/AAAAAAAABQ8/4a7ANnrq4pg/s72-c/marcelo%2Be%2Beu%2Bp%2Bvit%2Bhugo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-517198164116021883</id><published>2011-10-12T19:25:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-12T19:44:56.422-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"A medida da vida deveria ser proporcional à intensidade na experiência mais do que à sua duração"&lt;/span&gt; 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Então busque o que é eterno!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5IVze1fuc/Tokl4QrFrkI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ykpFmJlMzXE/s1600/229182_169969529723189_100001304297446_355037_725332_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 394px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ii5IVze1fuc/Tokl4QrFrkI/AAAAAAAABQQ/ykpFmJlMzXE/s400/229182_169969529723189_100001304297446_355037_725332_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659096055246335554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"O enfeite delas não seja o exterior, no frisado dos cabelos, no uso de jóias de ouro, na compostura dos vestidos; Mas o homem encoberto no coração; no incorruptível traje de um espírito manso e quieto, que é precioso diante de Deus." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1 Pedro 3:3,4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="background: none repeat scroll 0% 0% white; position: absolute; left: -99999px;"&gt;1 Pedro 3:3-4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-3165260159047144089?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3165260159047144089/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tudo-passa-entao-busque-o-que-e-eterno.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3165260159047144089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3165260159047144089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/10/tudo-passa-entao-busque-o-que-e-eterno.html' title='Tudo passa... 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Nada fica fora do controle dEle. Tudo acontece por um motivo que Ele sabe. Vivendo o impossível se tornar possível na minha família.&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/5110145755034486424-8781301091413242032?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8781301091413242032/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/vivendo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8781301091413242032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8781301091413242032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/vivendo.html' title='Vivendo...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1DMrHHQPtHE/ToD76UyKFZI/AAAAAAAABQA/ppGs5_iQARc/s72-c/283236_196720350381440_100001304297446_462006_6453452_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6391003340553319098</id><published>2011-09-23T19:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-23T19:29:48.805-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy B-Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7HFF3VwNXRU/Tn0VILEzmVI/AAAAAAAABP4/vSUENDqcR5w/s1600/niver%2Bmarcelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 472px; height: 353px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7HFF3VwNXRU/Tn0VILEzmVI/AAAAAAAABP4/vSUENDqcR5w/s400/niver%2Bmarcelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655699937203296594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6391003340553319098?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6391003340553319098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-b-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6391003340553319098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6391003340553319098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/happy-b-day.html' title='Happy B-Day'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7HFF3VwNXRU/Tn0VILEzmVI/AAAAAAAABP4/vSUENDqcR5w/s72-c/niver%2Bmarcelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6830207675883988940</id><published>2011-09-18T21:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-18T21:39:26.445-04:00</updated><title type='text'>#Medo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSryXYkMEQ/TnacTVvjhUI/AAAAAAAABPw/YFoQ1_p1QH4/s1600/medo1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSryXYkMEQ/TnacTVvjhUI/AAAAAAAABPw/YFoQ1_p1QH4/s400/medo1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5653878238278288706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Medo: "é um sentimento que proporciona um estado de alerta demonstrado pelo receio de fazer alguma coisa, geralmente por se sentir ameaçado, tanto fisicamente como psicologicamente." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wikipédia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que te faz sentir &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;? O passado, o presente, o futuro, alguém que passou, alguém que vai chegar, um novo emprego, o emprego atual, terminar um namoro, casar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;Medo = insegurança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;São tantas coisas que acontecem em nossas vidas que nos fazem para, pensar e (talvez) prosseguir. Mas porque temos essa trava tão forte, que às vezes nos consome sem nenhum pudor?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Bíblia (o livro mais completo da humanidade - pra mim) é clara em relação ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;: "O verdadeiro amor lança fora todo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;" 1 João 4:18. Mas que verdadeiro amor é esse? É o verdadeiro amor de Deus, aquele nos nos une e protege. Quem ama confia, crê e segue. Quem verdadeiramente decide viver uma vida em união com Deus, se permite a leveza de saber que por mais difícil que possa ser, é o Senhor quem está a frente. Isso nos livra do &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;, nos dando confiança para seguir em frente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem nunca sentiu &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt; de algum fantasma do passado? Seja um antigo emprego, um ex-namorado ou, até mesmo, aquela matéria que você teve muita dificuldade para superar na época do colégio? Acredito que todos nós já experimentamos esse sentimento, e eu não sou diferente. Mas, novamente, vejo como a Bíblia não se limita a belas palavras, mas é real. Quando eu permiti que o Senhor guiasse minha vida e me levasse para o caminho que Ele queria, o &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt; passou. Claro que não me sinto a "Mulher Maravilha", mas tenha certeza de que &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt; não é mais uma palavra que faça parte do meu cotidiano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Creia e permita que o Senhor guie sua vida, te levando pelos caminhos que Ele tem traçado para você. Assim por mais que suas "pernas possam tremer", seu coração estará em paz, sem &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;medo&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6830207675883988940?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6830207675883988940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/medo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6830207675883988940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6830207675883988940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/medo.html' title='#Medo'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5XSryXYkMEQ/TnacTVvjhUI/AAAAAAAABPw/YFoQ1_p1QH4/s72-c/medo1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5586025628777012295</id><published>2011-09-13T22:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:43:35.878-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mulher de verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1k-2LEqzOHM/TnAXaR5fViI/AAAAAAAABPk/NXuZnyzEil8/s1600/268978_235462016483078_100000578430020_900186_4371229_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 175px; height: 244px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1k-2LEqzOHM/TnAXaR5fViI/AAAAAAAABPk/NXuZnyzEil8/s400/268978_235462016483078_100000578430020_900186_4371229_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652043272598541858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"É melhor você  ter uma mulher engraçada do que linda, que sempre te acompanha nas  festas, adora uma cerveja, gosta de futebol, prefere andar de chinelo e  vestidinho, ou então calça jeans desbotada e camiseta básica, faz  academia quando dá, come carne, é simpática, não liga pra grana, só quer  uma vida tranqüila e saudável, é desencanada e adora dar risada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do que ter uma mulher perfeitinha, que não curte nada, se veste feito  um manequim de vitrine, nunca toma porre e só sabe contar até quinze,  que é até onde chega a sequência de bíceps e tríceps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Legal mesmo é mulher de verdade. E daí se ela tem celulite? O senso de humor compensa.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ter uns quilinhos a mais, mas é uma ótima companheira. Pode até  ser meio mal educada quando você larga a cueca no meio da sala, mas e  daí?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque celulite, gordurinhas e desorganização têm solução. Mas ainda não criaram um remédio pra &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUTILIDADE&lt;/span&gt;!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Arnaldo Jabor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/5110145755034486424-5586025628777012295?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5586025628777012295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/mulher-de-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5586025628777012295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5586025628777012295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/mulher-de-verdade.html' title='Mulher de verdade'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1k-2LEqzOHM/TnAXaR5fViI/AAAAAAAABPk/NXuZnyzEil8/s72-c/268978_235462016483078_100000578430020_900186_4371229_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6541362673834359948</id><published>2011-09-09T11:49:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-09T11:50:57.123-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9upmS4hjZek/Tmo1wzbuT-I/AAAAAAAABPc/uQSn9DaNwng/s1600/ceu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9upmS4hjZek/Tmo1wzbuT-I/AAAAAAAABPc/uQSn9DaNwng/s400/ceu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650387795046191074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seja mais que uma réplica mal feita de qualquer canção. Seja &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt; canção. Pura, sincera e autênca.&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/5110145755034486424-6541362673834359948?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6541362673834359948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/seja-mais-que-uma-replica-mal-feita-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6541362673834359948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6541362673834359948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/seja-mais-que-uma-replica-mal-feita-de.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-9upmS4hjZek/Tmo1wzbuT-I/AAAAAAAABPc/uQSn9DaNwng/s72-c/ceu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1932447773879595051</id><published>2011-09-04T01:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T01:31:36.864-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, você pode!</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/oVQmLz63kmo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="271" width="430"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Tudo que sonhamos, imaginamos e queremos nasce de um sonho. Mas sonho que é apenas sonhado nunca se tornará realidade. Para existir futuro, houve um passado e tem que ser vivido um presente intenso e completo. Um futuro brilhante e cheio de felicidade depende de quem? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;DE VOCÊ, DE MIM&lt;/span&gt; ! Não deixe que seus sonhos fiquem no papel. Tome um comprimidinho ligeiro chamado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TBC&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;ire a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;unda da &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;adeira. Nada acontece se você não fizer que aconteça. Lute, siga, acredite, vá em frente! Nada pode tirar seus sonhos de você, nem mesmo torná-los impossíveis, se você acreditar e lutar, com dignidade, para que ele se realize.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu vivo essa linda história de amor, mas não foi fácil chegar até aqui e sei que não será chegar aos muitos anos de intensas alegrias, mas é meu propósito viver e viver bem com quem eu amo. Minha família é minha maior realização, mas eu precisei lutar muito para conseguir isso. Nada vem do nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva, você também, lindas histórias de amor, ciência, amizade... Seja lá qual for a história que você deseja viver, viva com todo seu coração e lute com toda sua força e coragem para que sua história se torne real!&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/5110145755034486424-1932447773879595051?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1932447773879595051/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/sim-voce-pode.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1932447773879595051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1932447773879595051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/09/sim-voce-pode.html' title='Sim, você pode!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/oVQmLz63kmo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4895746590689585260</id><published>2011-08-29T11:54:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T11:56:11.971-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Existe tanta gente fazendo loucuras em nome do ódio, porquê não fazer as loucuras em nome do AMOR?</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="490" height="305" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hSES6oP1Nm4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4895746590689585260?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4895746590689585260/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/existe-tanta-gente-fazendo-loucuras-em.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4895746590689585260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4895746590689585260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/existe-tanta-gente-fazendo-loucuras-em.html' title='Existe tanta gente fazendo loucuras em nome do ódio, porquê não fazer as loucuras em nome do AMOR?'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/hSES6oP1Nm4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8202604088115738633</id><published>2011-08-23T11:42:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T11:55:38.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>De repente, VOCÊ</title><content type='html'>Deus é incrível nas coisas que faz. Quando nem pensamos que alguém possa sentir nossa falta, Ele nos presenteia com vidas que demostram imenso amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o caso de uma amiga distante na geografia e bem próxima no carinho. Moramos juntas por um breve espaço de tempo, mas foi tempo suficiente para compartilharmos coisas maravilhosas e crescermos juntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim que Deus faz, Ele nos traz pessoas que, mesmo que "durem" pouco do nosso lado, fazem uma grande diferença na construção do nosso ser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Isso se chama &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMIZADE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser amigo&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa estar do lado, mas estar disposto&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa ser legal, tem que ser sincero&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa estar na moda, o importante é ser ele mesmo&lt;br /&gt;Não é necessário dinheiro, o imprescindível é o amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra ser amigo não precisa ter dia e horário&lt;br /&gt;Não precisa estar sempre ali pra rir,&lt;br /&gt;Mas quando enxugam nossas lágrimas nunca mais esquecemos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns amigos se vão na mesma velocidade que vêm&lt;br /&gt;Mas isso não tira deles a importância que tiveram em nossa vida&lt;br /&gt;Outros ficam por anos,&lt;br /&gt;Casam, tem filhos e nos tornamos tios tortos de crianças amadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O importante não é quanto tempo dura uma amizade,&lt;br /&gt;Mas sim o quanto fazemos com ela seja importante, enquanto dure!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ana Coutinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junto com um email muito gostoso de se ler - que recebi da incrível Naiara, "ganhei" essa música linda:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/pGPuX6X4iDo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="345" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://letras.terra.com.br/brooke-fraser/968417/#traducao"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/a&gt; para ver a tradução.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8202604088115738633?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8202604088115738633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-repente-voce.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8202604088115738633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8202604088115738633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/de-repente-voce.html' title='De repente, VOCÊ'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/pGPuX6X4iDo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2288345519550211496</id><published>2011-08-20T23:04:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T23:07:06.075-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCcQkLkLbaI/TlB2AcWGfnI/AAAAAAAABPE/mOCTA7rKzVA/s1600/genialidade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 324px; height: 656px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCcQkLkLbaI/TlB2AcWGfnI/AAAAAAAABPE/mOCTA7rKzVA/s400/genialidade.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643140083076202098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Esperteza é quando você acredita só em metade do que ouve. Genialidade é quando você sabe em qual metade acreditar." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Orben's Current Comedy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2288345519550211496?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2288345519550211496/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2288345519550211496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2288345519550211496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aCcQkLkLbaI/TlB2AcWGfnI/AAAAAAAABPE/mOCTA7rKzVA/s72-c/genialidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7112795380418181019</id><published>2011-08-20T00:03:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T00:09:10.816-04:00</updated><title type='text'>"O sonho sempre vem pra quem sonhar"!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Tudo pode ser, se quiser será&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  O sonho sempre vem pra quem sonhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Tudo pode ser, só basta acreditar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Tudo que tiver que ser, será&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Tudo que eu fizer&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou tentar melhor do que já fiz&lt;br /&gt; Esteja o meu destino onde estiver&lt;br /&gt; Eu vou buscar a sorte e ser feliz&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tudo que eu quiser&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  O cara lá de cima vai me dar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Me dar toda coragem que puder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Que não me falte forças pra lutar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Vamos com você&lt;br /&gt; Nós somos invencíveis, pode crer&lt;br /&gt; Todos somos um&lt;br /&gt; E juntos não existe mal nenhum&lt;br /&gt; Vamos com você&lt;br /&gt; Nós somos invencíveis, pode crer&lt;br /&gt; O sonho está no ar&lt;br /&gt; O amor me faz cantar&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Lua de cristal&lt;br /&gt; Que me faz sonhar&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Faz de mim estrela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  Que eu já sei brilhar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Lua de cristal&lt;br /&gt; Nova de paixão&lt;br /&gt; Faz da minha vida&lt;br /&gt; Cheia de emoção&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Lua Cristal - Xuxa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Rqz75blNDrM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="255" width="300"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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/5110145755034486424-7112795380418181019?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7112795380418181019/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-sonho-sempre-vem-pra-quem-sonhar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7112795380418181019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7112795380418181019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-sonho-sempre-vem-pra-quem-sonhar.html' title='&quot;O sonho sempre vem pra quem sonhar&quot;!!!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Rqz75blNDrM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2895003696386285195</id><published>2011-08-15T11:48:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:12:48.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Limpe sua janela</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at31UY3iZJE/TklETxmceJI/AAAAAAAABOI/XYBLpubQQi0/s1600/janelas_sujas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at31UY3iZJE/TklETxmceJI/AAAAAAAABOI/XYBLpubQQi0/s400/janelas_sujas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641115114781046930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;Um casal recém chegado a um determinado bairro se prepara para o primeiro almoço na casa nova. Sentados à mesa, ao olhar para fora, a mulher percebeu que sua vizinha estendia roupas e comentou: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Olha, amor, nossa vizinha está colocando lençóis sujos para secar. &lt;/span&gt;Dias se passaram e a mulher sempre fazia o mesmo comentário:&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span&gt;Como pode nossa vizinha colocar para secar roupas ainda sujas? Alguém precisa lhe ensinar a lavar suas roupas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; Aproximadamente um mês se passou e, em um belo dia, a mulher navamente olhou pela janela e ficou surpresa: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Veja, nossa vizinha finalmente aprendeu a lavar suas roupas. Repare como estão limpas. Quem será que a ensinou?&lt;/span&gt; Ao que o marido respondeu: &lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ninguém a ensinou.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eu lavei os vidros de nossa janela hoje!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quantas vezes julgamos o outro sendo que o "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;defeito&lt;/span&gt;" está em nós. Somos cínicos, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;abusados&lt;/span&gt;", maldizentes, mas cometemos os erros que tanto apontamos como sendo imperdoáveis/intoleráveis. É mais fácil dizer que as roupas da vizinha estão sujas e que ela não sabe como limpá-las do que perceber ou assumir que o que está realmente precisando de uma faxina são os vidros de nossas janelas. Temos uma visão distorcida das coisas por não compreendermos que nossos vidros são o que nos possibilitam de enxergam a vida. Se eles não forem bem cuidados, nunca veremos o que realmente existe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Mateus 7:3 está escrito: "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;E porque reparas tu no cisco que está no olho do teu irmão mas é incapaz de perceber a trave que está no teu olho?&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Temos que para de dizer o que estão nas pessoas e começar a refletir se aquilo está mesmo no outro ou é apenas o meu reflexo distorcido e eu não percebi?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2895003696386285195?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2895003696386285195/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-casal-recem-chegado-um-determinado.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2895003696386285195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2895003696386285195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/um-casal-recem-chegado-um-determinado.html' title='Limpe sua janela'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-at31UY3iZJE/TklETxmceJI/AAAAAAAABOI/XYBLpubQQi0/s72-c/janelas_sujas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6956879560782681408</id><published>2011-08-14T12:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-15T12:17:54.265-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O primeiro de muitos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5oILOI-seQ/TklFr2s7sQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ry8OAvVMe9s/s1600/surpresa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 422px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5oILOI-seQ/TklFr2s7sQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ry8OAvVMe9s/s400/surpresa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641116627978924290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Que este &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Parabéns!&lt;/span&gt; se estenda aos pais maravilhosos que conheço. Começando pelo meu pai, que me ensinou a amar, cuidar, respeitar e ser, acima de tudo, responsável pela minha honra e felicidade. Um carinho enorme ao meu eterno namorado e marido, Marcelo, que teve o seu primeiro dia dos pais em grande estilo. Aos papais que conheço, um forte abraço e uma enorme admiração. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vocês são escolhidos por Deus para abençoar a vida de seus filhos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FELICIDADES ! ! !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6956879560782681408?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6956879560782681408/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-primeiro-de-muitos.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6956879560782681408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6956879560782681408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-primeiro-de-muitos.html' title='O primeiro de muitos!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z5oILOI-seQ/TklFr2s7sQI/AAAAAAAABOQ/Ry8OAvVMe9s/s72-c/surpresa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-5418738500519977368</id><published>2011-08-03T13:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T14:02:59.702-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eu quero enfeitar você...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LzDDy-Xh_nk/TjmMLHJ_QOI/AAAAAAAABOA/gcXUv_5GnPc/s1600/DSC09961.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 457px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LzDDy-Xh_nk/TjmMLHJ_QOI/AAAAAAAABOA/gcXUv_5GnPc/s400/DSC09961.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636690531158278370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Para a minha Mariah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te enfeitar de flores e bagunças.&lt;br /&gt;Te dar risadas gostosas para colorir seu dia.&lt;br /&gt;Quero te trazer o brilho das estrelas e te mostrar o horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Te pegar no colo nas noites frias e te proteger da chuva.&lt;br /&gt;Minha linda flor, meu jardim de alegria.&lt;br /&gt;Irei com você até o infinito.&lt;br /&gt;E se um dia acabar, ainda haverá mais para eu te mostrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&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/5110145755034486424-5418738500519977368?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/5418738500519977368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-quero-enfeitar-voce.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5418738500519977368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/5418738500519977368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/08/eu-quero-enfeitar-voce.html' title='Eu quero enfeitar você...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LzDDy-Xh_nk/TjmMLHJ_QOI/AAAAAAAABOA/gcXUv_5GnPc/s72-c/DSC09961.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4300299507837232829</id><published>2011-07-13T16:52:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T16:54:45.495-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sou feliz por ser eu!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-DmAca1TqDcQ/Th4Fhka6LCI/AAAAAAAABNE/qVJUHseb3Eo/s1600/simple%2Bme2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jv5nxCmJQc/ThPnlmJ7dPI/AAAAAAAABM0/7r49c3_UNNQ/s400/Mariah%2Be%2Beu.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5626094992599250162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7720969023743741877?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7720969023743741877/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7720969023743741877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7720969023743741877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-4Jv5nxCmJQc/ThPnlmJ7dPI/AAAAAAAABM0/7r49c3_UNNQ/s72-c/Mariah%2Be%2Beu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2224709801589149732</id><published>2011-07-01T11:16:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T11:16:39.791-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Assim caminha a humanidade....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-homEphYPNPA/Tg3kyhuIk4I/AAAAAAAABMY/YCrRiUzaM7o/s1600/259951_2189702024338_1300717026_32599514_7396429_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 317px; height: 523px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-homEphYPNPA/Tg3kyhuIk4I/AAAAAAAABMY/YCrRiUzaM7o/s400/259951_2189702024338_1300717026_32599514_7396429_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5624403066352079746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2224709801589149732?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2224709801589149732/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/07/assim-caminha-humanidade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2224709801589149732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2224709801589149732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/07/assim-caminha-humanidade.html' title='Assim caminha a humanidade....'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-homEphYPNPA/Tg3kyhuIk4I/AAAAAAAABMY/YCrRiUzaM7o/s72-c/259951_2189702024338_1300717026_32599514_7396429_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8792889902242462183</id><published>2011-06-28T22:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T22:33:11.314-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Curso intensivo de amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhAgJcOdcfg/TgqOXZiYqdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YrG4kyQqRwA/s1600/AU7Z5JQCATJV29ICA73UR4NCA6AOYGXCAXVAN1QCAA6P6XUCAVR72IICAMKKMD6CAYV5G5FCA7G66KHCAR9P388CAKCJE32CA53176JCAUG7019CAJ9DHR7CA17HBJZCAUQCCZ2CAGZQYI8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 282px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 288px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623463617368730066" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhAgJcOdcfg/TgqOXZiYqdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YrG4kyQqRwA/s400/AU7Z5JQCATJV29ICA73UR4NCA6AOYGXCAXVAN1QCAA6P6XUCAVR72IICAMKKMD6CAYV5G5FCA7G66KHCAR9P388CAKCJE32CA53176JCAUG7019CAJ9DHR7CA17HBJZCAUQCCZ2CAGZQYI8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filho&lt;/strong&gt; é um ser que nos emprestaram para um curso intensivo de como amar alguém além de nós mesmos, de como mudar nossos piores deseitos para darmos os melhores exemplos e de aprendermos a ter coragem. Isto mesmo! Ser pai ou mãe é o maior ato de coragem que alguém pode ter, porque é se expor a todo tipo de dor, principalmente da incerteza de estar agindo corretamente e do medo de perder algo tão amado. Perder? Como? Não é nosso, recordam-se? Foi apenas um empréstimo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jos%C3%A9_Saramago"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;José Saramago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8792889902242462183?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8792889902242462183/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/curso-intensivo-de-amor.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8792889902242462183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8792889902242462183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/curso-intensivo-de-amor.html' title='Curso intensivo de amor...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hhAgJcOdcfg/TgqOXZiYqdI/AAAAAAAABMQ/YrG4kyQqRwA/s72-c/AU7Z5JQCATJV29ICA73UR4NCA6AOYGXCAXVAN1QCAA6P6XUCAVR72IICAMKKMD6CAYV5G5FCA7G66KHCAR9P388CAKCJE32CA53176JCAUG7019CAJ9DHR7CA17HBJZCAUQCCZ2CAGZQYI8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7600498741732548729</id><published>2011-06-28T10:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-28T10:27:38.336-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Felicidade! - Momento ou constância</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcMCx8Z_u3s/Tgnf9F3k0EI/AAAAAAAABLs/jHzNvlKjtxE/s1600/sambaderaizjovem-183339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 322px; height: 223px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcMCx8Z_u3s/Tgnf9F3k0EI/AAAAAAAABLs/jHzNvlKjtxE/s400/sambaderaizjovem-183339.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5623271850389065794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sábado, dia 25 deste mês, comemoramos o aniversário da minha tia e minha mãe em uma casa noturna. Festa regada a muito samba e diversão! Foi ótimo. Era um lugar alegre, descontraído, cheio de gente bonita, de jeito charmoso. Não tinha como ser melhor. A família reunida, amigos e pessoas queridas, além daquele monte de estranhos bacanas que encontramos em lugares assim. Tinha tudo pra ser uma noite normal e cheia de alegria, não fosse minha mania de reparar e pensar: &lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tá tudo bem, de verdade, com essa gente toda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanta gente alegre, rodando no salão de um lado para outro. Fazendo a mente nos levar às gafieiras tradicionais do Rio de Janeiro. Dançarinos de escolas esnobavam no salão enquanto amadores se divertiam &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a beça&lt;/span&gt; sem nenhuma vergonha, não devendo nada aos "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;profissionais&lt;/span&gt;". O importante era o sorriso no rosto e o samba no pé. Dois pra lá, dois pra cá, saltos, piruetas, balanço de cabeça e de cintura. Tudo em perfeita harmonia. Mas...&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;tá tudo bem, de verdade, com essa gente toda? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É fácil colocar um sorriso nos lábios. Mas, mentir um coração alegre? Creio que isso é um tanto quanto mais difícil, não é mesmo? Em uma era onde a depressão é chamada de "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;doença do século&lt;/span&gt;", como é possível sair em uma noite qualquer e encontrar apenas pessoas alegres, sorridentes e satisfeitas. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tá tudo bem, de verdade, com essa gente toda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você já ouviu alguém dizer que "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vale tudo pra ser feliz&lt;/span&gt;"? Será que o dono dessa frase foi feliz? Será que ele conseguiu se satisfazer por uma vida? Sinceramente, penso que ao colocar a cabeça no travesseiro, o que vinham não eram risos e abraços, mas sim a solidão de ter um momento e não uma vida constante de alegria. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tá tudo bem, de verdade, com essa gente toda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que mais encontramos são pessoas alegres com seus empregos, estudos, namorados, esbanjando amor nos relacionamentos (sejam amorosos, familiares ou amistosos). Tá todo mundo feliz, né?! Tá todo mundo numa boa. A mocinha namora o rapaz e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tá rindo à toa&lt;/span&gt;. A mulher compra seu miléssimo par de sapatos e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tá rindo à toa&lt;/span&gt;. O bonitinho beija sua décima boca e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tá rindo à toa&lt;/span&gt;. A senhora assina sua septuagésima revista de futilidade e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tá rindo à toa&lt;/span&gt;. Onde está a felicidade real dessa história toda? &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Tá tudo bem, de verdade, com essa gente toda?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdadeira felicidade está em nós mesmos e nos é dada pelo Criador. A verdadeira felicidade não depende de namoro, dinheiro, festas e bebidas. Ela está em Deus, o único capaz de nos preencher de verdade, cada pedacinho da nossa alma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se você é capaz de rir a noite toda, ter beijos intermináveis, noites mágicas e ao deitar na sua cama, sozinho, você fecha os olhos e o coração aperta, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;então você não é feliz&lt;/span&gt;. Você vive apenas de momentos. Mas esse não é o seu fim, é apenas o seu começo. É só deixar que a verdadeira alegria invada sua vida e, aí sim, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sorrir sem parar&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7600498741732548729?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7600498741732548729/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/felicidade-momento-ou-constancia.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7600498741732548729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7600498741732548729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/felicidade-momento-ou-constancia.html' title='Felicidade! - Momento ou constância'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OcMCx8Z_u3s/Tgnf9F3k0EI/AAAAAAAABLs/jHzNvlKjtxE/s72-c/sambaderaizjovem-183339.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8300369625612887727</id><published>2011-06-25T07:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T07:19:02.770-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7FUBhAoJRi8/TgcVXS7C1NI/AAAAAAAABK0/YlIpZURLPvc/s1600/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; 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Sempre tem uma nova emoção, um novo aprendizado e o desenvolvimento dela é demais!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa noite ela descobriu a Disney. Se trata de um mobile da Disney que ela ganhou da madrinha Dani. Como ela já está bem espertinha, pensei já ser o momento para coloca-lo no berço. E num é que eu acertei? Pela carinha dá pra perceber o quanto ela gostou, né?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim é na nossa vida de "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;gente grande&lt;/span&gt;". Tudo tem seu tempo. Assim como os bebês, temos nossas etapas e momentos de descobertas. O mais importante é nunca temer o desconhecido, mas agir sempre com cautela, pedindo a sabedoria que só Deus pode dar.&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/5110145755034486424-6919945444344279227?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6919945444344279227/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/ela-na-disney.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6919945444344279227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6919945444344279227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/ela-na-disney.html' title='Ela na Disney...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3L1enwCcRWI/TfrLzisjS4I/AAAAAAAABJ0/e3iLytUZnZw/s72-c/mariah%2Bna%2Bdisney.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7722615429866670521</id><published>2011-06-16T14:30:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T14:35:44.207-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkcm2K6qMxI/TfpL8DGy1JI/AAAAAAAABJs/qSGLQZAaotw/s1600/PQAAAPOWwMsFs8Cx9lTQRkHr2eccCXlMhBVCBelbI7WH87z8ZKLCYZb_Ms8XmtUzG_A0HYa3-Slr9vV2vz-_7-POJlMAm1T1UK98MRa1A_RaXkoxYgy4LFQOUtAk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 415px; height: 623px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkcm2K6qMxI/TfpL8DGy1JI/AAAAAAAABJs/qSGLQZAaotw/s400/PQAAAPOWwMsFs8Cx9lTQRkHr2eccCXlMhBVCBelbI7WH87z8ZKLCYZb_Ms8XmtUzG_A0HYa3-Slr9vV2vz-_7-POJlMAm1T1UK98MRa1A_RaXkoxYgy4LFQOUtAk.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5618886980096152722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7722615429866670521?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7722615429866670521/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_16.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7722615429866670521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7722615429866670521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zkcm2K6qMxI/TfpL8DGy1JI/AAAAAAAABJs/qSGLQZAaotw/s72-c/PQAAAPOWwMsFs8Cx9lTQRkHr2eccCXlMhBVCBelbI7WH87z8ZKLCYZb_Ms8XmtUzG_A0HYa3-Slr9vV2vz-_7-POJlMAm1T1UK98MRa1A_RaXkoxYgy4LFQOUtAk.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4860218085757424198</id><published>2011-06-13T14:29:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T14:42:20.074-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Para o meu Marcelo "Eduardo"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;De sua Ana "Mônica"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/K-fCDnDQo88" allowfullscreen="" width="530" frameborder="0" height="331"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Dias quentes, frios, nublados ou com sol. O que mais me motiva é ter você ao meu lado, construindo um futuro cheio de alegrias, conquistas, decepções e, como todo ser normal, tristezas. Mas o que vale é que as tristezas serão sempre menores que as alegrias, e as conquistas inúmeras vezes mais apreciadas e guardadas. Sempre existirá em mim um pouco de você e em você parte de mim. Sempre haverá nos nossos filhos (Mariah já abriu o caminho!) a nossa sincera e real história de amor. Sempre haverá espaço para lutas e vitórias. Sempre teremos uma cama quentinha e cheia de amor, seja aqui ou no Himalaia, seja dura ou mole, de pedra, palha ou espuma da mais alta qualidade! Sempre haverá um "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You&lt;/span&gt;" pro meu "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I love&lt;/span&gt;". Sempre teremos um ao outro pra rir e para chorar! Buscaremos sempre os melhores exemplos de cumplicidade e companherismo para os nossos filhos, começando pela nossa pequenina Mariah - &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e ela será a nossa história andando pela casa, a parte mais bonita do nosso amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que venham os gêmeos, os adotivos, os nativos, brancos, pardos e ruivos... Que venham nossos sonhos e mais mil anos ao seu lado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TE AMO&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hoje bem mais que ontem e muito menos que amanhã&lt;/span&gt;)... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;... e não pára de crescer ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4860218085757424198?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4860218085757424198/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-o-meu-marcelo-eduardo.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4860218085757424198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4860218085757424198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-o-meu-marcelo-eduardo.html' title='Para o meu Marcelo &quot;Eduardo&quot;'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/K-fCDnDQo88/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6425129519101793420</id><published>2011-06-12T13:07:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-12T13:09:53.060-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2E8Ipy4dM/TfTye3VqpDI/AAAAAAAABIk/Y4I5mUtmQqY/s1600/dizer_sim.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 524px; height: 341px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2E8Ipy4dM/TfTye3VqpDI/AAAAAAAABIk/Y4I5mUtmQqY/s400/dizer_sim.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617381247302673458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6425129519101793420?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6425129519101793420/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6425129519101793420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6425129519101793420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-bd2E8Ipy4dM/TfTye3VqpDI/AAAAAAAABIk/Y4I5mUtmQqY/s72-c/dizer_sim.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3703520862457545983</id><published>2011-06-10T15:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T15:49:36.407-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Aprendi com a Disney...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZyRiZhwSqY/TfJzRm02fGI/AAAAAAAABIc/xKUc4MSuRaE/s1600/walt_disney_pictures.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 289px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZyRiZhwSqY/TfJzRm02fGI/AAAAAAAABIc/xKUc4MSuRaE/s400/walt_disney_pictures.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616678431601622114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Monstros S.A.&lt;/span&gt; - aparência não transmite o caráter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Bela e a Fera&lt;/span&gt; - quando duas pessoas se amam, beleza se torna insignificante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cinderela&lt;/span&gt; - dinheiro não compra classe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Encantada&lt;/span&gt; - duas pessoas podem ser de mundos completamente diferentes, mas se elas se amam não há nada que as impeça de ficarem juntas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mulan&lt;/span&gt; - lutar sempre, por mais disícil que as coisas sejam. Não há limites para defender quem amamos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Dama e o Vagabundo&lt;/span&gt; - os opostos se distraem, os dispostos se atraem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Toy Story&lt;/span&gt; - o que é verdadeiro PERMANECE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Procurando Nemo &lt;/span&gt;- a procura por quem amamos deve ser incansável e não importa quantos obstáculos possam surgir, vence-los é sempre possível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Shrek &lt;/span&gt;- ninguém precisa ser perfeito para ter um final feliz e o príncipe encantado às vezes é um tremendo erro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Crédi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000084;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;to: &lt;a href="http://www.orkut.com.br/Main#Community?cmm=114648000"&gt;clique aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-3703520862457545983?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3703520862457545983/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/aprendi-com-disney.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3703520862457545983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3703520862457545983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/aprendi-com-disney.html' title='Aprendi com a Disney...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bZyRiZhwSqY/TfJzRm02fGI/AAAAAAAABIc/xKUc4MSuRaE/s72-c/walt_disney_pictures.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-936849171176947945</id><published>2011-06-07T10:15:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:31:37.539-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Nem tudo que parece É...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK8V0YwuRYg/Te4yls1-niI/AAAAAAAABIU/CMSH3WPil6w/s1600/ATT32470682.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK8V0YwuRYg/Te4yls1-niI/AAAAAAAABIU/CMSH3WPil6w/s400/ATT32470682.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615481408651697698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vai dizer que vc nunca se confundiu achando que era o que não é? Que nunca gostou achando que amava? Que nunca foi achando que ia voltar? Ou, ainda, que ficou achando que tudo ia melhorar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, nem tudo que parece realmente é como parece. As coisas, pessoas, momentos e lugares nos confundem e aja paciência para desvendar os "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mistérios da vida&lt;/span&gt;". Mas a vida é assim, "&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://letras.terra.com.br/marcelo-d2/88565/"&gt;um dia a gente perde no outro a gente apanha&lt;/a&gt;", esperando, ansiosos, o dia que vamos ganhar. Ganhar aquele sorriso sincero, o abraço que acalma e conforta, as palavras que despertam a alma e a companhia que nos faz acreditar que o que vemos realmente exite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem tudo é como parece, por isso precisamos estar atentos a tudo e todos. Avaliar nossos passos e a direção que escolhemos. Nem tudo na vida é como parece. Nem todo amarelo é ouro e nem todo marrom é mer**!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acorde pra vida e descubra o que você tem ao seu redor. Analise cada fato, pessoa e lugar. Pense bem em tudo o que acontece. Reveja suas ações e as ações que chegam até você. Não se deixe levar pelas aparências. Não se iluda, mas VIVA intensamente cada verdade que te propuserem!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-936849171176947945?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/936849171176947945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/nem-tudo-que-parece-e.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/936849171176947945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/936849171176947945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/06/nem-tudo-que-parece-e.html' title='Nem tudo que parece É...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dK8V0YwuRYg/Te4yls1-niI/AAAAAAAABIU/CMSH3WPil6w/s72-c/ATT32470682.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8938921197818039784</id><published>2011-05-31T03:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T03:56:43.561-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Porque o exercício corporal para pouco aproveita, mas a piedade para tudo é proveitosa, tendo a promessa da vida presente e da que há de vir.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9X9GhKS0uw/TeSe7Se_GKI/AAAAAAAABH8/DdAHMdIRYxI/s1600/OgAAAMUYwc4Juok4J_M2991tgzkUe-DTxrVRgXdM-fN0_eyLQ8qxeA_19nMdXZRQn1JbDDhhslyJS_-N8Cnm7qCvbucAm1T1UPqBX_SG4J2lKd3xObfP1e5zu-5A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 526px; height: 386px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9X9GhKS0uw/TeSe7Se_GKI/AAAAAAAABH8/DdAHMdIRYxI/s400/OgAAAMUYwc4Juok4J_M2991tgzkUe-DTxrVRgXdM-fN0_eyLQ8qxeA_19nMdXZRQn1JbDDhhslyJS_-N8Cnm7qCvbucAm1T1UPqBX_SG4J2lKd3xObfP1e5zu-5A.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612785777021753506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-8938921197818039784?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8938921197818039784/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_31.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8938921197818039784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8938921197818039784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post_31.html' title='Porque o exercício corporal para pouco aproveita, mas a piedade para tudo é proveitosa, tendo a promessa da vida presente e da que há de vir.'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U9X9GhKS0uw/TeSe7Se_GKI/AAAAAAAABH8/DdAHMdIRYxI/s72-c/OgAAAMUYwc4Juok4J_M2991tgzkUe-DTxrVRgXdM-fN0_eyLQ8qxeA_19nMdXZRQn1JbDDhhslyJS_-N8Cnm7qCvbucAm1T1UPqBX_SG4J2lKd3xObfP1e5zu-5A.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6512635722246678293</id><published>2011-05-25T12:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:31:55.675-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O jeito certo</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Md-2gq1WCVk" allowfullscreen="" width="500" frameborder="0" height="314"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Quantas vezes perdemos uma boa oportunidade por não saber como falar, agir ou, até mesmo, ouvir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso rever sempre nossas atitudes. Sem essa de que "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu nasci assim, cresci assim, vou morrer assim. Se quiser me amar tem que ser do meu jeito&lt;/span&gt;". As pessoas são diferentes, por isso se expressam de formas diferentes e entendem de forma diferente. É necessário mudar para amar, entender e, como no vídeo, SE FAZER ENTENDIDO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6512635722246678293?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6512635722246678293/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-jeito-certo.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6512635722246678293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6512635722246678293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-jeito-certo.html' title='O jeito certo'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Md-2gq1WCVk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-8143956053548368159</id><published>2011-05-23T13:18:00.016-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T15:08:12.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>O que comprar? Ó, dúvida cruel!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;O Dia dos Namorados está chegando e você ainda não sabe o que vai dar pra ele(a)? Não creio!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CR&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;EIO SIM !&lt;/span&gt; Isso acontece sempre, não é mesmo? Eu mesma fico em dúvida sobre qual será o melhor presente, não importa quantos presentes já tenha comprado para o meu marido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra facilitar nessa hora tão complicada, resolvi juntar algumas peças que considero "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;coringas&lt;/span&gt;" na hora de comprar um presente bacana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold; text-align: center;"&gt;DELES para ELAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYqlB9awCIw/Tdqq97wZggI/AAAAAAAABHM/m9OsoXCvvVQ/s1600/saolonguinhobrasil.com2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 169px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYqlB9awCIw/Tdqq97wZggI/AAAAAAAABHM/m9OsoXCvvVQ/s200/saolonguinhobrasil.com2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609984266832806402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Para aquela namorada &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;que gosta de es&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;tar sempre na moda e fazer um &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;estilo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;big-boss-fashion&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt; a dica é essa linda camisa da&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://saolonguinhobrasil.com/"&gt;São Longuinho&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5w8y-bHYu6U/Tdqq9wxAKpI/AAAAAAAABHE/aGZwkY631G0/s1600/saolonguinhobrasil.com1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 189px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5w8y-bHYu6U/Tdqq9wxAKpI/AAAAAAAABHE/aGZwkY631G0/s200/saolonguinhobrasil.com1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609984263882549906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Ainda no clima &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://saolonguinhobrasil.com/"&gt;São Longuinho&lt;/a&gt;, a dica é pra curtir o inverno com muito estilo usa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ndo essa maravilhosa ja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;queta militar. Nada mais in para a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;estação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pAwwFTzaaec/TdqpkouoaGI/AAAAAAAABG8/e3WYWzWhZ3s/s1600/renner%2Bfem2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-pAwwFTzaaec/TdqpkouoaGI/AAAAAAAABG8/e3WYWzWhZ3s/s200/renner%2Bfem2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982732716763234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se ela faz o estilo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;romântica&lt;/span&gt;, então atente-se para as blusinhas com manga princesa, estampas delicadas e rendas. Bom exemplo é essa linda blusinha da&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://lojasrenner.com.br/"&gt;Renner&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fr7gimAZyZo/TdqpkaOnA0I/AAAAAAAABG0/SLOU3Y-Muhw/s1600/Apresenta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 98px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-fr7gimAZyZo/TdqpkaOnA0I/AAAAAAAABG0/SLOU3Y-Muhw/s200/Apresenta%25C3%25A7%25C3%25A3o1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982728824357698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E como sapatos nunca são exageros quando o assunto é COISA DE MULHER, aí vão duas super dicas da &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://constance.com.br/"&gt;Constance&lt;/a&gt; para este inverno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DELAS para ELES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rn8M4QtpOFo/TdqpkNXwzCI/AAAAAAAABGs/lp4sUNnVAco/s1600/lacoste.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rn8M4QtpOFo/TdqpkNXwzCI/AAAAAAAABGs/lp4sUNnVAco/s200/lacoste.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982725373086754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Assim como sapatos estão para as mulheres, blusas pólos estão para homens. Uma super dica é essa &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://lacoste.com/bra"&gt;Lacoste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;genial!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ip4VePJaLpQ/TdqpkK59qwI/AAAAAAAABGk/KFwBC8xs00A/s1600/renner%2Bmas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ip4VePJaLpQ/TdqpkK59qwI/AAAAAAAABGk/KFwBC8xs00A/s200/renner%2Bmas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982724711230210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E para agradar nesse inverno, um lindo agasalho, também &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://lojasrenner.com.br/"&gt;Renner&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3_DztV3Vv8/Tdqpj-nluBI/AAAAAAAABGc/f3IQZDhdsww/s1600/renner%2Bmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-w3_DztV3Vv8/Tdqpj-nluBI/AAAAAAAABGc/f3IQZDhdsww/s200/renner%2Bmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982721412937746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Bacana e super em alta está o xadrez e o quadriculado. Olha só que linda essa camisa &lt;a href="http://toulon.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Toulon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWyGMMEY8Ow/TdqpLyihnPI/AAAAAAAABGU/1pjw9KlDsM4/s1600/riachuelo%2Bmas2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 153px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gWyGMMEY8Ow/TdqpLyihnPI/AAAAAAAABGU/1pjw9KlDsM4/s200/riachuelo%2Bmas2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5609982305853611250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E se o gato é sério ou desontraído, listras são sempre bem vindas! &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://riachuelo.com.br/"&gt;Riachuelo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não importa o que você vai escolher, o que realemnte faz a diferença é o verdadeiro sentimento que você está disposto a dispensar à pessoa com que quem você se relaciona. E uma última dica infalível: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NÃO ESQUEÇA E FAÇA UM CARTÃO BEM ROMÂNTICO&lt;/span&gt; e use toda a sua criatividade para transformar em especial essa data tão comercial! Depende somente de você.&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/5110145755034486424-8143956053548368159?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/8143956053548368159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-dia-dos-namorados-esta-chegando-e.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8143956053548368159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/8143956053548368159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/o-dia-dos-namorados-esta-chegando-e.html' title='O que comprar? Ó, dúvida cruel!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cYqlB9awCIw/Tdqq97wZggI/AAAAAAAABHM/m9OsoXCvvVQ/s72-c/saolonguinhobrasil.com2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-6445460777164482160</id><published>2011-05-20T13:37:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T12:36:46.558-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigo, estou aqui!</title><content type='html'>Dedico a todos os meus amigos, irmãos, companheiros de longa e curta data. A todos que fazem da minha vida algo simplesmente significativo e me lembram, todos os dias, que sou amada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AMO VOCÊS !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/AgKkNv8BrhA" allowfullscreen="" width="500" frameborder="0" height="314"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em especial para: &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=1343304416"&gt;Marcelo (maridão, eterno namorado e amigo),&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001696105731"&gt;Mom&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000018023666"&gt;Dad&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/danielctsilva"&gt;Dani&lt;/a&gt;, Fê, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/caetanomilord"&gt;Caê&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mauraina"&gt;Marina Suppa&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/_sam_lopes"&gt;Samuel&lt;/a&gt;,  Bruninha, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/dressaretori"&gt;Andressa Retori&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/aninha_p_dias"&gt;Paulinha&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/denimors"&gt;Denise&lt;/a&gt;, Bulé, Gabi, Camilinha, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kadu_freitas"&gt;Kadu&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/vanrali"&gt;Van&lt;/a&gt;, Fernanda, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/kbcaibc"&gt;Cabeça&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100001711401033"&gt;Avled&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/barbinhaa"&gt;Babi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/enjoycarol"&gt;Carol&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/juliamkt"&gt;Ju&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000864543693"&gt;Tati&lt;/a&gt;,&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100000997048595"&gt; Louise&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/roddesvaladao"&gt;Roddes&lt;/a&gt; e tantos outros que se eu for escrever, fico aqui o dia todo! &lt;a href="http://twitter.com/mauraina"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-6445460777164482160?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/6445460777164482160/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/amigo-estou-aqui.html#comment-form' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6445460777164482160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/6445460777164482160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/amigo-estou-aqui.html' title='Amigo, estou aqui!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/AgKkNv8BrhA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1742827520746245911</id><published>2011-05-18T13:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-18T13:39:20.650-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBDnnxpWHXU/TdQDymhzh6I/AAAAAAAABFc/_t7Y9tk7oQU/s1600/tumblr_ljyym75VXj1qjnw0co1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 398px; height: 456px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBDnnxpWHXU/TdQDymhzh6I/AAAAAAAABFc/_t7Y9tk7oQU/s400/tumblr_ljyym75VXj1qjnw0co1_400.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608111603853789090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1742827520746245911?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1742827520746245911/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1742827520746245911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1742827520746245911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gBDnnxpWHXU/TdQDymhzh6I/AAAAAAAABFc/_t7Y9tk7oQU/s72-c/tumblr_ljyym75VXj1qjnw0co1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4662060629558732743</id><published>2011-05-17T18:01:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:17:27.087-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Dad...</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/TPn3ULrTQAY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que o Marcelo está ao meu lado para caminhar com nossa filha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4662060629558732743?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4662060629558732743/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/dad.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4662060629558732743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4662060629558732743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/dad.html' title='Dad...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/TPn3ULrTQAY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-213597762513791284</id><published>2011-05-08T14:35:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T14:51:41.998-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A graça de ser mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0s-MszK1c1U/TdLBuERSodI/AAAAAAAABFU/Swur0cv1uNs/s1600/DSC09621.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0s-MszK1c1U/TdLBuERSodI/AAAAAAAABFU/Swur0cv1uNs/s400/DSC09621.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607757483194098130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Vou contar-lhe tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, domingo, acordei com uma deliciosa surpresa: um café da manhã preparado pelo meu maridão. Junto com o café havia uma vaso de violeta e rosas. Ele deu um jeitinho de colocar nossa neném abraçada com um cartão pra mim e a foto aí em cima, é a estampa da blusa que eu ganhei. Foi lindo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Durante toda a semana que antecedeu o Dia das Mães eu fiquei me perguntando como seria tal dia. Perguntei a algumas mulheres e a resposta foi que seria só mais um dia comum. Comum e comercial. Nao há nada de especial no Dia das Mães.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivendo e aprendendo.... Não concordo com nada disso. Foi especial pra mim sim, e muito. No domingo de Dia das Mães eu realmente vi a importância que eu tenho na vida da minha filha, do meu marido e dos nossos amigos que nos acompanham. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Ser mãe, no Dia das Mães, é ser lembrada, notada e parabenizada por quem nem se conhece. É uma oportunidade de ser honrada, mimada e ainda mais amada.&lt;/span&gt; É ter a certeza de que o melhor presente do mundo você já recebeu: um filho (no meu caso, uma linda filhinha!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito obrigada a todos que me desejaram um FELIZ DIA DAS MÃES!&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/5110145755034486424-213597762513791284?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/213597762513791284/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/choooooooora-mariada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/213597762513791284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/213597762513791284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/05/choooooooora-mariada.html' title='A graça de ser mãe'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0s-MszK1c1U/TdLBuERSodI/AAAAAAAABFU/Swur0cv1uNs/s72-c/DSC09621.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-387729438976040849</id><published>2011-04-15T16:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-15T16:15:12.285-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Valeu a Pena</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="390" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/WdisNqOFL5A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-387729438976040849?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/387729438976040849/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/04/valeu-pena.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/387729438976040849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/387729438976040849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/04/valeu-pena.html' title='Valeu a Pena'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/WdisNqOFL5A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7660504906777562894</id><published>2011-03-30T15:06:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:33:55.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Que Felicidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nada é mais sublime do que a emoção de ter o filho nos braços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpCdERdtWc8/TZOLC0fdbZI/AAAAAAAABFE/ySDLdynPzpk/s1600/Mariah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 481px; height: 599px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpCdERdtWc8/TZOLC0fdbZI/AAAAAAAABFE/ySDLdynPzpk/s400/Mariah.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5589964443063512466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NASCEU A MARIAH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse mês chegou ao mundo minha princesinha. Como estamos felizes. Meu marido está babão e super coruja. Também, pudera, esse era o nosso sonho. Desde que começamos a namorar falávamos de ter nossa família, filhos, cachorro e papagaio. Casamos com o desejo de sermos pais e, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pimba&lt;/span&gt;", aí está o cumprimento do nosso sonho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela é, com toda a certeza, o melhor que temos com o melhor de nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Reflexo do nosso amor! Nossa história correndo pela casa..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7660504906777562894?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7660504906777562894/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-felicidade.html#comment-form' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7660504906777562894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7660504906777562894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/que-felicidade.html' title='Que Felicidade!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lpCdERdtWc8/TZOLC0fdbZI/AAAAAAAABFE/ySDLdynPzpk/s72-c/Mariah.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3021142313755558037</id><published>2011-03-10T18:25:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:34:28.821-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Semente fecudou, já começa a existir...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFxpz6QMShE/TXlWNnoPq9I/AAAAAAAABE8/tJGqr_N_OqE/s1600/como-saber-se-estou-gravida.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 261px; height: 235px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFxpz6QMShE/TXlWNnoPq9I/AAAAAAAABE8/tJGqr_N_OqE/s320/como-saber-se-estou-gravida.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5582588005078510546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://sempreacontecendo.blogspot.com/2011/03/pais-e-filhos.html"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pensar que uma vida se origina de outras duas pessoas é um acontecimento mágico. [...] Messes de espera, cuidados, dúvidas, medos, ansiedade, etc. Cada dia que passa o momento se torna invitável e todas as sensações multiplicam-se dentro dos pais daquele filho que está para chegar.&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Samuel Quintans&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Pensar que um nova vida está sendo gerada dentro de você não é uma tarefa das mais tranquilas. Transformações no corpo, na mente, na alma. Tudo fica diferente. No começo um misto de medo e alegria. Um susto "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o que está acontecendo&lt;/span&gt;"; "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;será que vou dar conta&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois, com o passar dos meses (e o crescer da barriga), as coisas vão ficando mais claras e com um nossa forma. As emoções vão tomando seu lugar, o segundo lugar, e a razão vem à tona pra cuidar de tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quarto, enxoval, chá de bebê, fraldas, chupetas, mamadeiras... Tudo tão especial, tudo tão novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa experiência está chegando ao fim, deixarei de carregar um bebê dentro de mim para ter uma princesa em meus braços.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, começarei a viver outras novas e inusitadas emoções...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-3021142313755558037?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3021142313755558037/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/semente-fecudou-ja-comeca-existir.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3021142313755558037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3021142313755558037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/semente-fecudou-ja-comeca-existir.html' title='Semente fecudou, já começa a existir...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rFxpz6QMShE/TXlWNnoPq9I/AAAAAAAABE8/tJGqr_N_OqE/s72-c/como-saber-se-estou-gravida.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7024332903106192842</id><published>2011-03-06T15:49:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:34:52.245-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Não é preciso dizer mais nada....</title><content type='html'>Eu já pensava muita coisa similar, mas não conseguia expressar minha idéia do "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;saldo negativo do Carnaval brasileiro&lt;/span&gt;". Esse vídeo mostra, claramente, que o Carnaval aqui no Brasil é mais um ritual infundado, inútil e totalmente burro e degradante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assistam, depois do vídeo, não é preciso dizer mais nada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/xY2BSJ6Xttg" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7024332903106192842?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7024332903106192842/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-e-preciso-dizer-mais-nada.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7024332903106192842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7024332903106192842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/03/nao-e-preciso-dizer-mais-nada.html' title='Não é preciso dizer mais nada....'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/xY2BSJ6Xttg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7260389565951080644</id><published>2011-02-24T17:46:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-06T15:54:16.431-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Inspire-se</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="269" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-Hc1kFvUTT4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7260389565951080644?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7260389565951080644/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/inspire-se.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7260389565951080644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7260389565951080644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/inspire-se.html' title='Inspire-se'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-Hc1kFvUTT4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3420099731216450789</id><published>2011-02-10T13:52:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-02-10T14:02:20.288-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Rindo... e aprendendo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yCEaN0-e2U/TVQZ63j7jgI/AAAAAAAABEw/_jcA-Wd6WvI/s1600/simpsons1152.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yCEaN0-e2U/TVQZ63j7jgI/AAAAAAAABEw/_jcA-Wd6WvI/s400/simpsons1152.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572107138101906946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa semana, sem nada pra fazer em casa, aproveitei para assitir a um episódio dos &lt;a href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Simpsons"&gt;Simpsons&lt;/a&gt;. Parace até bobagem, mas o tal episódio, além de me distrair, me fez pensar um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;bocado&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resumo: O episódio mostrou o mesmo dia sob a ótica de cada um dos Simpsons. O que era sem lógica para o Homer, na verdade era o que deixava a Liza triste e frustrada. O que atrapalhou a chegada da Marge ao hospital foi o que alegrou o dia do Bart, e por aí a fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daí o meu pensamento: nunca temos apenas um ponto-de-vista do mesmo assunto. Cada pessoa sente, vê e reage a cada situação de uma maneira diferente. "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Se fosse comigo...&lt;/span&gt;" mas nunca seria a mesma coisa mesmo! O que pra você pode ser o cúmulo da falta de respeito, pra outra pessoa é apenas uma demonstração de carinho ou raiva. Cada um tem uma atitude frente a alguma coisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi aí que eu vi que eu sou mesmo NADA. Quantas vezes já julguei a reação de alguém dizendo que "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu nunca faria assim&lt;/span&gt;". É talvez não fizesse mesmo, mas quem disse que a tal pessoa que eu apontei estava fazendo por mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somos diferentes e é isso que nos faz tão iguais. Somos todos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;farinha do mesmo saco&lt;/span&gt;, sem tirar nem por.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compreenda o pensamento e atitude de outras pessoas. Você não precisa concordar, apenas RESPEITE!&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/5110145755034486424-3420099731216450789?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3420099731216450789/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/rindo-e-aprendendo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3420099731216450789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3420099731216450789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/rindo-e-aprendendo.html' title='Rindo... e aprendendo!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8yCEaN0-e2U/TVQZ63j7jgI/AAAAAAAABEw/_jcA-Wd6WvI/s72-c/simpsons1152.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-3739452165959931096</id><published>2011-02-01T16:04:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:36:18.497-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TUhaQ1fnBgI/AAAAAAAABEk/FvaOoIYxpfA/s1600/mudan%25C3%25A7a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TUhaQ1fnBgI/AAAAAAAABEk/FvaOoIYxpfA/s200/mudan%25C3%25A7a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568800184527685122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poxa, mais uma mudança. Em menos de um ano já é a terceira vez... Mas agora estamos no nosso cantinho, glória a Deus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma reforminha básica, finalmente nosso cantinho está pronto e já estamos nele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom experimentar as maravilhas que Deus faz. Quantas vezes me  questionei os "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;por quês&lt;/span&gt;" ou "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pra quês&lt;/span&gt;" de uma coisa ou outra sendo que  confiar em Deus é justamente ter a certeza de que tudo está sob  controle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos vivido tempos tão difíceis e tão maravilhosos ao mesmo tempo que a  única coisa que tenho certeza é de que está tudo com Deus deseja que  esteja, tudo dentro da Sua vontade. É isso que faz com que as coisas  tenham um sabor muito mais suave e agradável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sumiço se deve ao fato da &lt;a href="http://novaoi.oi.com.br/portal/site/NovaOi/menuitem.74476e871edc8be9f72f820349cc02a0/?vgnextoid=f8aeef00f6948210VgnVCM10000021d0200aRCRD&amp;amp;STATE=17%7CMG%7CMinas%20Gerais"&gt;Oi&lt;/a&gt; ainda não ter ido "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;me visitar&lt;/span&gt;", rsrs! Estou sem internet por tempo indeterminado, por isso, com certeza, as atualizações neste "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedacinho de mundo virtual&lt;/span&gt;" se darão em espaços de tempo ainda maiores. Mas isso não é ruim. Tenho lido livros, Bíblia e conversado mais com pessoas do que quando eu tinha acesso irrestrito à rede. Descobri que a vida por até ser mais agradável sem chats, blogs, emails e redes sociais. Ir na casa de amigos é mais interessante do que chamá-los no Skipe. Sair com pessoas especiais para comer um pizza e jogar conversa fora é muito melhor do que apenas saudá-las no FaceBook ou Orkut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada, Senhor!&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/5110145755034486424-3739452165959931096?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/3739452165959931096/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/mudanca.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3739452165959931096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/3739452165959931096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/02/mudanca.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TUhaQ1fnBgI/AAAAAAAABEk/FvaOoIYxpfA/s72-c/mudan%25C3%25A7a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7833972525353966545</id><published>2011-01-14T10:43:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-14T11:02:57.368-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... o verão! E a praia...</title><content type='html'>Verão também é sinônimo de pouca roupa e pouca cintura e muita gordura, pouco trabalho e muita micose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verão é picolé de Kisuco no palito reciclado, é milho cozido na água da torneira, é coco verde aberto pra comer a gosminha branca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Verão é prisão de ventre de uma semana e pé inchado que não entra no tênis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o principal ponto do verão é... A PRAIA. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[para os mineiros só serve se for o litoral do Espírito Santo]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, como é bela a praia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os cachorros fazem cocô e as crianças pegam pra fazer coleção.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os casais jogam frescobol e acertam a bolinha na cabeça das "véias".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os jovens de jet ski atropelam os surfistas que, por sua vez, miram a prancha pra abrir a cabeça dos banhistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O melhor programa pra quem vai à praia é chegar bem cedo, antes do sorveteiro, quando o sol ainda está fraco e as famílias estão chegando.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito bonito ver aquelas pessoas carregando vinte cadeiras, três geladeiras de isopos, cinco guarda-sóis, raquete, frango, farofa, toalha, bola, balde e prancha, acreditando que estão de férias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em menos de cinquenta minutos, todos já estão instalados, besundatos e prontos pra enterrar a avó na areia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E as crianças? Ah, que gracinhas! Os bebês chorando de desidratação, as crianças pequenas se socondo por uma conchinha do mar, os adolescentes ouvindo walkman enquanto dormem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As mulheres também tem muita diversão na praia, como buscar o filho afogado e caminhas 20 Km pra encontrar o outro pé do chinelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já os homens ficam com as tarefas mais chatas, como furar a areia pra fincar o cabo do guarda-sol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É mais fácil achar petróleo do que conseguir fazer o guarda-sol ficar em pé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo isso não conta, diante da alegria, da felicidade, da maravilha que é entrar no mar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela água tão cristalina, que dá até pra ver os cardumes de latinha de cerveja no fundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aquela sensação de boiar na salmoura como um pepino em conserva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um belo banho de mar, com o "rego" cheio de sol e a periquita cheia de areia, vem aquela vontade de fritar na chapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gente abre a esteira velha, com o cheiro de velório de bode, bota o chapéu, os óculos escuros e puca um "ronco" bacaninha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso é paz, isso é amor, isso é o absurdo do calor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas, claro, tudo tem seu lado bom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a noite o sol vai embora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo volta para casa tostado e vermelho como mortadela, toma banho e deixa o sabonete cheio de areia pro próximo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O shampoo acaba e a gente vai lavando o cabelo com qualquer coisa, desde creme de barbear até desinfetante de privada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As toalhas, com aquele cheirinho de mofo que só a casa da praia oferece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí, uma bela macarronada pra entupir o "bucho" e uma dormidinha na rede para adquirir um bom torcicolo e ralar as costas queimadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia termina com um boa rodada de tranca e uma briga em família.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todo mundo vai dormir bêbado e emburrado, babando na fronha e torcendo, pra que na manhã seguinte, faça aquele sol e todo mundo possa se encontrar no mesmo inferno tropical...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luiz Fernando Veríssimo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É ISSO AÍ, BOAS FÉRIAS !!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7833972525353966545?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7833972525353966545/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/01/ah-o-verao-e-praia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7833972525353966545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7833972525353966545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/01/ah-o-verao-e-praia.html' title='Ah... o verão! E a praia...'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-4611498959458396086</id><published>2011-01-03T14:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T14:09:43.402-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Desafio Chile</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TSICV9bMUhI/AAAAAAAABDU/0qNeLPD-m0U/s1600/thaiza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 291px; height: 217px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TSICV9bMUhI/AAAAAAAABDU/0qNeLPD-m0U/s200/thaiza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558007466417738258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Como é do  conhecimento de alguns amigos, a nossa queria Thaiza, obedecendo o que  Deus a falou, embarca essa semana para o Chile afim de cursar a &lt;b&gt;ETED&lt;/b&gt; (Escola de Treinamento e Discipulado) da &lt;b&gt;JOCUM&lt;/b&gt; (Jovem Com Uma Missão).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jocum.org.br/" target="_blank"&gt;Clique aqui&lt;/a&gt; para conhecer mais sobre JOCUM.     &lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial,helvetica,sans-serif;" &gt;A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt;&lt;b&gt;ETED &lt;/b&gt;(Escola  de Treinamento e Discipulado) é um curso missionário que funciona em  tempo integral onde o aluno fica interno, com o objetivo de encorajar  cristãos a uma vida comprometida  com Deus e com Sua Palavra, através de princípios básicos da vida  cristã, como: &lt;u&gt;Meditação&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Intercessão&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Oração&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;Evangelismo&lt;/u&gt;, cumprindo o  lema de nossa missão: &lt;b&gt;“Conhecer a Deus e Fazê-lo Conhecido”&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:Tahoma;" &gt; Evangelismo, exposição transcultural, visão global, renuncia de  direitos, vida com Deus e relacionamentos são ênfases especiais durante todo o curso,  preparando a pessoa para alcançar esta e futuras gerações, focalizando  as áreas de influência de nossa sociedade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="gmail_quote"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;              &lt;/div&gt;Para que ela possa ir, estudar e aprender mais sobre o que Deus  quer dela, existe um alto preço emocional, espiritual e financeiro. Por  isso é muito importante que participemos desse desafio junto com ela, em  oração, com mensagens de conforto e encorajamento e também  financeiramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lembre-se que existem 3 formas práticas de se envolver com missões:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1 - Indo (como faz a Thaiza)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 - Orando&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;3 - Enviando (através do sustendo financeiro)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinta-se a vontade para entrar em contato diretamente com a Thaiza ou abençoa-la independente do Plano de Adoção Missionária:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Email / MSN:&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="mailto:thaizabombom@hotmail.com" target="_blank"&gt;thaizabombom@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Banco Itaú&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ag. 3055&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;C/c. 22403-8&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-4611498959458396086?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/4611498959458396086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/01/desafio-chile.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4611498959458396086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/4611498959458396086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2011/01/desafio-chile.html' title='Desafio Chile'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TSICV9bMUhI/AAAAAAAABDU/0qNeLPD-m0U/s72-c/thaiza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-1812580353787503083</id><published>2010-12-30T10:55:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T13:00:00.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Feliz Ano Novo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRyPlQ9McsI/AAAAAAAABDE/NDrdvUBpOQM/s1600/Mude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRyPlQ9McsI/AAAAAAAABDE/NDrdvUBpOQM/s400/Mude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556473910637916866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Adeus ano velho... Que tudo se realize no ano que vai nascer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Não me prendo a nada que me defina. Sou companhia, mas posso ser  solidão. Tranquilidade e inconstância. Pedra e coração. Sou abraços,  sorrisos, ânimo, bom humor, sarcasmo, preguiça e sono! Música alta e  silêncio. Serei o que você quiser, mas só quando eu quiser. &lt;em style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não me limito, não sou cruel comigo!&lt;/em&gt; Serei sempre apego pelo que vale a pena e desapego pelo que não quer valer… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suponho que me entender não é uma questão de inteligência e sim de sentir, de entrar em contato... Ou toca, ou não toca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.claricelispector.com.br/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1812580353787503083?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1812580353787503083/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-ano-novo.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1812580353787503083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1812580353787503083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/feliz-ano-novo.html' title='Feliz Ano Novo'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRyPlQ9McsI/AAAAAAAABDE/NDrdvUBpOQM/s72-c/Mude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-622375290900907970</id><published>2010-12-28T14:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T14:45:45.903-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRoiOdXaDyI/AAAAAAAABC8/LNPfNHsyZUI/s1600/acerteiopulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRoiOdXaDyI/AAAAAAAABC8/LNPfNHsyZUI/s400/acerteiopulo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555790722111246114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-622375290900907970?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/622375290900907970/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/622375290900907970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/622375290900907970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TRoiOdXaDyI/AAAAAAAABC8/LNPfNHsyZUI/s72-c/acerteiopulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2865168705069819999</id><published>2010-12-16T00:01:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T00:12:27.374-03:00</updated><title type='text'>2010 realmente está no fim</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TQrVBJiXVII/AAAAAAAABBE/pep8tIcvtos/s1600/LIVRO%2B%2B%2BDa%2B%2BVida.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TQrVBJiXVII/AAAAAAAABBE/pep8tIcvtos/s320/LIVRO%2B%2B%2BDa%2B%2BVida.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551483706404197506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Esse ano muita coisa terminou, começou e continuou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminei com vários medos e paradigmas. Eliminei meus fantasmas e pude começar uma nova vida ao lado das pessos que amo. Continuei a buscar a alegria em Deus e a Sua sabedoria.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminei com minhas dúvidas e comecei mais uma graduação. Foi difícil, acho que uma das coisas mais difíceis desse ano. Faculdade outra vez, novos professores, matérias, disciplina. Bem difícil entrar no ritmo depois de tanto tempo. Mas, estou vencendo, continuando meus sonhos, um dia adormecidos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terminei com o mais cruel de todos os meus vícios: a inconstância. Me rendi, finalmente, ao amor que preenheu meu coração. Descobri esse amor em 2009, mas esse ano ele se consolidou e se tornou em um lindo casamento, que tem me feito feliz e me dado a oportunidade de fazer alguém feliz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuarei a vida, a simbologia mais pura de amor que um casal pode ter. Começaremos 2011 com a expectativa da chegada de mais uma princesa ao mundo. Está por vir a nossa menininha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Presente de Natal melhor que esse, IMPOSSÍVEL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2865168705069819999?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2865168705069819999/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/2010-realmente-esta-no-fim.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2865168705069819999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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Cadê o título? Cadê o título, "maria"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPwAIjNDzVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/FsvV4WXO6VU/s1600/fluminense_escudo.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPwAIjNDzVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/FsvV4WXO6VU/s400/fluminense_escudo.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547308987902578002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PARABÉNS FLUMINENSE, POR ESSE TÍTULO MAIS QUE MERECIDO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-1700370006610348636?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/1700370006610348636/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/decepcao-azul.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1700370006610348636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/1700370006610348636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/decepcao-azul.html' title='Decepção Azul'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPwAIjNDzVI/AAAAAAAAA-8/FsvV4WXO6VU/s72-c/fluminense_escudo.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-2480872645578317750</id><published>2010-12-01T10:15:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:51:04.058-03:00</updated><title type='text'>O tempo voa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZSl1LJ03I/AAAAAAAAA-I/F1xeFXLao0Y/s1600/tempo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 286px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZSl1LJ03I/AAAAAAAAA-I/F1xeFXLao0Y/s400/tempo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545710801035842418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Nunca é tarde demais, ou cedo demais, para ser quem você quer ser. Não há limites de tempo. Comece quando quiser. Mude ou continue sendo a mesma pessoa. Não há regras para isso. Você pode tirar o máximo proveito ou o mínimo. Espero que tire o máximo. Espero que veja coisas surpreendentes. Espero que sinta coisas que nunca sentiu antes. Espero que conheça pessoas com um ponto de vista diferente. Espero que tenha uma vida da qual se orgulhe. E se não se orgulhar dela, espero que encontre forças pra começar tudo de novo."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"A vida só pode ser compreendida olhando-se para trás. Mas só pode ser vivida olhando-se para frente."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Trechos do filme "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AI1LWvpsyck&amp;amp;feature=fvst"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O curioso caso de Benjamin Button&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Se tivermos em mente que o tempo passa mesmo quando estamos parados, corre-se um sério risco de surto. É extasiante, ao mesmo tempo em que é assustador, ver que o tempo passou e não se fez com ele nada que fosse realmente interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dezembro chegou. Com ele chegam várias promessas de mudança e também vários sentimentos de "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;podia ter sido melhor&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eu podia ter feito mais&lt;/span&gt;", "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;deveria ter ido além&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem que, felizes ou não, a vida segue seu percurso e não nos espera, sequer, trocar de roupa (ou vesti-la). Mas isso não reserva direitos de desistência. Sempre é tempo de recomeçar, buscar o machado onde ele caiu e prosseguir na construção. Não devemos desistir de mudar, nem desanimar, nem, sequer, crer que já mudamos ou melhoramos o suficiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesse dezembro quero apenas curtir ao máximo e me despedir, com alegria e dignidade, deste que foi um dos melhores anos da minha vida! &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Com erros e acertos, mas nunca parado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-2480872645578317750?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/2480872645578317750/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-tempo-voa.html#comment-form' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2480872645578317750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/2480872645578317750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/o-tempo-voa.html' title='O tempo voa'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZSl1LJ03I/AAAAAAAAA-I/F1xeFXLao0Y/s72-c/tempo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5110145755034486424.post-7087467011316318286</id><published>2010-11-29T10:37:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:43:00.615-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Obrigada!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPwMV-iFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/FG7bKMeNDaM/s1600/Slide3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPwMV-iFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/FG7bKMeNDaM/s200/Slide3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545707680519063634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPv5YYXUI/AAAAAAAAA94/twbziyWm7g8/s1600/Slide2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPv5YYXUI/AAAAAAAAA94/twbziyWm7g8/s200/Slide2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545707675428871490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPvvO2FtI/AAAAAAAAA9w/VgeV6YCg6cY/s1600/Slide1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPvvO2FtI/AAAAAAAAA9w/VgeV6YCg6cY/s200/Slide1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545707672704521938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5110145755034486424-7087467011316318286?l=anacoutinhos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/feeds/7087467011316318286/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/obrigada.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7087467011316318286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5110145755034486424/posts/default/7087467011316318286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anacoutinhos.blogspot.com/2010/12/obrigada.html' title='Obrigada!!!'/><author><name>Ana</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18274109460442578316</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P60Kgz-okVA/Th53ZAKtQ4I/AAAAAAAABNM/cGYN1v2A-Gs/s220/2011julho1.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_YzxcH78AKtg/TPZPwMV-iFI/AAAAAAAAA-A/FG7bKMeNDaM/s72-c/Slide3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
