<?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-145998792697719817</id><updated>2011-08-18T14:26:19.026+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Juli&amp;Arte</title><subtitle type='html'>Juli&amp;amp;Arte é um blogue onde vou apresentar os meus trabalhos de artesanato Urbano: pulseiras, colares, aneis e muito muito mais, local acolhedor para pessoas honestas, humildes e divertidas, musica, novidades e noticias por isso não percam tempo e venham dar uma olhadela</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>112</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8730604660738422773</id><published>2010-06-04T10:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T10:43:16.441+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rukas - Convite</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deixo-vos uma sugestão para o proximo domingo não percam pois valem bem a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quanto a Rukas (uma valente amiga) só tenho a desejar SORTE!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/TAjIjCnLCjI/AAAAAAAABV4/gHy5g5FCjFI/s1600/Convite.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" gu="true" height="141" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/TAjIjCnLCjI/AAAAAAAABV4/gHy5g5FCjFI/s400/Convite.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Apaixonada pelo trabalho manual em tecido, conhecido tecnicamente por PATCHWORK - aproveita o que a&amp;nbsp;sua região lhe oferece para inspiração de alguns dos seus trabalhos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Decorrerá durante todo o mês de Junho no seguinte horário:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;De 2ª a 6ª : 9h - 12:30h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;14:30h– 19h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sáb. e Dom.: 15h às 18h&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;BLOG: http://traposetrapalhadas.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Contactos da Óptica Gafanhense&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Av. José Estêvão, 322—Loja A &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gafanha da Nazaré&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tel/Fax: 234 391 114&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E-mail: opticagafanhense@hotmail.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-8730604660738422773?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8730604660738422773/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/06/rukas-convite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8730604660738422773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8730604660738422773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/06/rukas-convite.html' title='Rukas - Convite'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/TAjIjCnLCjI/AAAAAAAABV4/gHy5g5FCjFI/s72-c/Convite.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8339372241889878800</id><published>2010-05-08T01:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-08T01:13:23.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Meu Espaço!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S-Sse2dlxfI/AAAAAAAABVw/sJPc8dA-V7A/s1600/respect_my_personal_space_tshirt-p235484170531546612yx2o_210.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S-Sse2dlxfI/AAAAAAAABVw/sJPc8dA-V7A/s320/respect_my_personal_space_tshirt-p235484170531546612yx2o_210.jpg" tt="true" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Esta noite em quanto fazia algumas pesquisas encontrei um blog que falava de algo que há muito que eu também queria expressar, por vários factores de tal assunto nunca falei, primeiro por falta de tempo, depois para não criar mais "celeuma" a minha volta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cabe a cada um de nós fazer escolhas bem ou mal são as nossas vontades que têm de prevalecer no que diz respeito a nossa vida e do que dela queremos fazer, é obvio que as nossas escolhas são feitas cuidadosamente e dentro dos nossos próprios limites que só nós conhecemos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas tem vindo a ser difícil, fazer com que algumas pessoas aceitem as nossas decisões e formas de pensar e viver para com as coisas, os problemas, as nossas vontades e teimam em não aceitar os nossos limites e desejos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;NÃO TENHO DE VIVER PARA AGRADAR NINGUÉM! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Está-se a tornar difícil passar a mensagem, mas se não entendem deixem-me ou aceitem-me como sou. Porque sou assim mesmo, rio quando tenho de rir, riu alto quando tenho vontade, fala com quem quero independentemente da pessoa basta apenas querer-me abrir, falar, sentir-me a vontade, sentir vontade... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas não... tem sempre alguém que insiste e quando digo insiste já no limite bem a pisar o RED LINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Só porque se acha amigo (e atenção que até pode ser!!!) e pensa que tem o direito de impor as suas vontades dar palpites descabidos (quando não são pedidos), que tenta impor a sua vontade sobre qualquer assunto mesmo quando dizemos, não queremos falar, não queremos sair, não estamos interessados em ouvir, apenas queremos ficar no nosso canto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas a insistência contínua porque se acham sábios tentam fazer-nos convencer que sabem do que falam e o que é melhor para nós ou não ou para a vida de qualquer outra pessoa (e, claro, isso não é verdade) cada um sabe de si.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cada um tem gostos diferentes, pensamentos diferentes, visões diferentes. A mesma coisa apreciada por várias pessoas tem sempre um sentido particular para cada uma delas. E perante essas pessoas eu muitas vezes sinto que me estão a invadir, parece que o que lhes digo não faz sentido, parece que todas as escolhas que faço estão erradas, mas não!!! Apenas estou a ser sufocada!!! Sou eu que sei o que gosto, o que quero beber, o que quero fazer, com quem quero sair, com que quero estar, com quem quero ou não falar (disto ou daquilo), mas, lá vem o alguém e tenta (sim porque eu não deixo tenho personalidade forte) por areia por cima das minhas vontades e insistindo, insistindo, porque diz que é amigo e porque se preocupa connosco, e porque não gosta de nos ver assim, e no fundo não está a ser amigo está a ser um INVASOR de espaço.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É chato isto não???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Respeitem o espaços de cada um, podem abordar sim os amigos mas sejam inteligente saibam perceber se é convosco que se quer abrir, se há vontade para se abrir (ou com quem quer que seja) e não massacrem sempre com as mesmas perguntas, com as mesmas conversas, não inventem conversas descabidas só para puxar conversa só porque a outra pessoa não falou, se não o fez é porque não está interessada.&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/145998792697719817-8339372241889878800?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8339372241889878800/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-meu-espaco.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8339372241889878800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8339372241889878800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/05/o-meu-espaco.html' title='O Meu Espaço!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S-Sse2dlxfI/AAAAAAAABVw/sJPc8dA-V7A/s72-c/respect_my_personal_space_tshirt-p235484170531546612yx2o_210.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-7219133311873110285</id><published>2010-04-27T10:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T10:24:49.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Song Around the World</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Basta clicar aqui e assistir a uma coisa absolutamente impressionante, quer a nível técnico, quer a nível musical. Trata-se de um grupo de pessoas, que não se conhecem entre si. Aqui que entram os técnicos de som e imagem voluntários e sem remuneração que se ocuparam de captar o som de cada um dos "cantores", individualmente a nível mundial (uma vez que são actuações ao ar livre e, isso Ú extremamente difícil de fazer sem "ruídos exteriores"). Posto isto e remisturado, atingindo um nível de pureza musical notável, chegamos a esta maravilha musical conseguida através de alta tecnologia, e que num instante, junta as pessoas de todo o mundo, fazendo-as sentir e falar ao mesmo tempo a mesma linguagem universal... a música.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Us-TVg40ExM&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Enviado por um amigo (João Barradas) via email ;)&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/145998792697719817-7219133311873110285?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7219133311873110285/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-around-world.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7219133311873110285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7219133311873110285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/04/song-around-world.html' title='Song Around the World'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6416547418479053680</id><published>2010-04-24T00:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T00:09:42.446+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é dia de falar de amigas!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dedicado à Pipoquita&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem não precisa de uma?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem não precisa de alguém com quem partilhar as suas coisas? Seus problemas, dúvidas…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ter amigos é ter a melhor relação com o mundo, é jamais pensar que se está só..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem tem amigos possui tesouros, e como tal devemos trata-los com o devido cuidado e respeito, como se fossem uma jóia preciosa de grande valor que não encontramos em qualquer lugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem tem um amigo nunca está só, está em boa companhia, e eu tenho-te a ti como uma grande pessoa, uma grande amizade e a tua honestidade, sinceridade, cumplicidade, compreensão e o carinho traçam o perfil desta amizade completa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estás presente na hora em que sinto dor, em que sinto prazer, em que choro, quando preciso de uma critica, no conforto, na alegria, nos desgostos amorosos, nas farras, quando preciso de desabafar e sinto que fui entendida (o que me faz sentir aliviada), quando me dás broncas e me mandas agir e parar de ficar sem reação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Saber que estás por perto quando passo os momentos mais dificeis da minha vida, que estás presente dia sim dia sim senhora ligando mantento-te presente dá-me força muita força! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Digo sem medo de errar que a vida vale a pena por causa de uma amizade como a tua e quem me ensinou isto foste tu.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada como chegar nesta data e ver tudo que passamos, o que já vivemos, é muito bom saber, que os anos vão e nossa amizade cada vez&amp;nbsp; está mais forte. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.felizaniversariomensagens.com/"&gt;&lt;img alt="MENSAGEM ANIVERSARIO, MENSAGEM FELIZ ANIVERSARIO, MENSAGEM DE ANIVERSARIO, FELIZ ANIVERSARIO AMIGA, MENSAGEM PARA ANIVERSARIO" border="0" src="http://i681.photobucket.com/albums/vv177/imagebucket_2009/feliz-aniversario-mensagens/feliz-aniversario-mensagens101.gif" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns e muitas felicidades é o que eu te desejo do fundo do coração.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-6416547418479053680?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6416547418479053680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoje-e-dia-de-falar-de-amigas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6416547418479053680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6416547418479053680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/04/hoje-e-dia-de-falar-de-amigas.html' title='Hoje é dia de falar de amigas!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i681.photobucket.com/albums/vv177/imagebucket_2009/feliz-aniversario-mensagens/th_feliz-aniversario-mensagens101.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-3776764101227876225</id><published>2010-02-17T20:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T20:35:06.124Z</updated><title type='text'>Ora aí está o que é!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3xSz45uYII/AAAAAAAABSk/Mn57QAMMF98/s1600-h/14-02-10-Amostra+artesanato+urbano-DA.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ct="true" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3xSz45uYII/AAAAAAAABSk/Mn57QAMMF98/s640/14-02-10-Amostra+artesanato+urbano-DA.jpg" width="280" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-3776764101227876225?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3776764101227876225/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/02/ora-ai-esta-o-que-e.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3776764101227876225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3776764101227876225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/02/ora-ai-esta-o-que-e.html' title='Ora aí está o que é!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3xSz45uYII/AAAAAAAABSk/Mn57QAMMF98/s72-c/14-02-10-Amostra+artesanato+urbano-DA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2453708974314590366</id><published>2010-02-09T21:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T21:48:14.861Z</updated><title type='text'>MOSTR'AVEIRO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;A Amizade é uma outra forma de Amar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma química diferente, mas vale a pena amar um bom amigo e aqui esta a prova do que uma boa amizade é capaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E porque falamos em AMAR a Mostr'Aveiro quer partilhar convosco este sentimento, aproveitando esta &lt;br /&gt;quadra do Dia de S. Valentim, levando até cada um de vocês a exposição de Artesanato Jovem e Urbano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3HUvrUckeI/AAAAAAAABSc/LcarJtNqNfM/s1600-h/Cartaz.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="276" kt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3HUvrUckeI/AAAAAAAABSc/LcarJtNqNfM/s400/Cartaz.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Contamos já com a presença de 14 expositores que a partir de dia 13, mostraram em Aveiro os seus trabalhos para que possam ser apreciados.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nós também lá estaremos Julliarte, Trapos&amp;amp;Trapalhas e SusanaMiriam aguardamos a tua presença na inauguração no dia 13 de Fevereiro (Sábado) às 18h00.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jully&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-2453708974314590366?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2453708974314590366/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/02/mostraveiro.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2453708974314590366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2453708974314590366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/02/mostraveiro.html' title='MOSTR&apos;AVEIRO'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S3HUvrUckeI/AAAAAAAABSc/LcarJtNqNfM/s72-c/Cartaz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4128323090321846688</id><published>2010-01-25T00:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T00:40:03.599Z</updated><title type='text'>Sem Ar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S1zoBdMiWaI/AAAAAAAABPk/Fmx61oWkc4o/s1600-h/elemento-ar.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" mt="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S1zoBdMiWaI/AAAAAAAABPk/Fmx61oWkc4o/s320/elemento-ar.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meus pés não tocam mais o chão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meus olhos não vêem a minha direção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Da minha boca saem coisas sem sentido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você era o meu farol e hoje estou perdido&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O sofrimento vem à noite sem pudor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Somente o sono ameniza a minha dor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas e depois? E quando o dia clarear?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Quero viver do teu sorriso, teu olhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu corro pro mar pra não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos teus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contemplando as estrelas, minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aperta forte o peito, é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esqueci do meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz, sem ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Perdi o jogo, e tive que te ver partir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E a minha alma, sem motivo pra existir&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Já não suporto esse vazio quero me entregar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ter você pra nunca mais nos separar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Você é o encaixe perfeito do meu coração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;O teu sorriso é chama da minha paixão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mas é fria a madrugada sem você aqui,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Só com você no pensamento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu corro pro mar para não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos teus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contemplando as estrelas, minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aperta forte o peito, é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;Esqueci do meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Meu ar, meu chão é você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mesmo quando fecho os olhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Posso te ver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu corro pro mar pra não lembrar você&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;E o vento me traz o que eu quero esquecer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Entre os soluços do meu choro eu tento te explicar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Nos teus braços é o meu lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Contemplando as estrelas, minha solidão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aperta forte o peito é mais que uma emoção&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Esqueci o meu orgulho pra você voltar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Permaneço sem amor, sem luz, sem ar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Composição: D'Black / Felipe Zero&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/145998792697719817-4128323090321846688?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4128323090321846688/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/01/sem-ar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4128323090321846688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4128323090321846688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2010/01/sem-ar.html' 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sans-serif;"&gt;Desenganem-se aqueles que pensam que andamos de braços cruzados!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Mostr'Aveiro está já a ser preparada e a nossa promessa mantêm-se o movimento, a energia, a musica, a animação também, no mês de Fevereiro é nossa intenção inaugurar esta mostra de artesanato que tem por nome MOSTR’AVEIRO (em local ainda a informar), esta mostra como todas as outras tem como objectivo dar a conhecer o trabalho desenvolvido por pessoas da nossa terra, mostrar o que de melhor existe nesta área, mostrar as variadas peças e estilos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Mais 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none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os cães vêm quando são chamados.&amp;nbsp;Algumas pessoas&amp;nbsp;anotam o recado e respondem-nos muito&amp;nbsp;mais tarde e quando respondem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Anónimo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: 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src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/S0eMa48-h_I/AAAAAAAABO8/JZ4m5hFRlqs/s320/Hund-Baby.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se apanhar um cão faminto e lhe der de comer, este não o morde; eis aqui a principal diferença entre o cão e o homem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Mark Twain)&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/145998792697719817-670179056920539737?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/670179056920539737/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca cobrado, Sempre oferecido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ao mesmo tempo em que se parece com um pássaro arredio e desconfiado, porque parece nos abandonar as vezes sem que nos tenhamos dado conta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Amor é muito confundido, às vezes por não conhecermos a fundo o nome de outros sentimentos confundimos muito do que sentimos com amor ou com a falta dele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas é impossível.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sem ele não há vida, não haveria sorrisos, nem tantas outras coisas que julgamos boas, mas que só existem por causa da existência do Amor...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SzfkyI-48LI/AAAAAAAABOM/tIGh7wa5eFU/s1600-h/29202.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SzfkyI-48LI/AAAAAAAABOM/tIGh7wa5eFU/s320/29202.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-1008006911516466068?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/lei-da-bola-papoiplas-saltitantes.html' title='A lei da Bola ...&quot;papoiplas saltitantes&quot;...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-7200939330401695466</id><published>2009-12-14T16:31:00.006Z</published><updated>2010-06-17T16:41:06.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Concurso de Saltos Internacional - Porto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Realizou-se na passada semana o concurso de Saltos Internacionais na Exponor no Porto que recebeu o maior evento equestre em recinto coberto do País que, este ano, voltou a assegurar a categoria de quatro estrelas e um prémio monetário de 165 mil euros, permitindo manter Portugal na corrida à organização da Taça do Mundo desta modalidade, «The Rolex FEI World Cup».(A ver vamos se é possível...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cavaleiros de renome como Jessica Kuerten, Gerco Schroder, Henk van der Pol, Leon Thijssen, Beat Mandli , Clarissa Crota , Sergio Alvarez Moya , Tony Hassmann, Judy ann Melchior, Helena Lundback, Hugo Simon , Jean-Marc Nicolas , Christian Ahlmann entre muitos outros.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyYlUsk2T8I/AAAAAAAABMw/3W63ZlYJuxA/s1600-h/logo_Crescer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyYlUsk2T8I/AAAAAAAABMw/3W63ZlYJuxA/s200/logo_Crescer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Como não podia deixar&amp;nbsp;de ser&amp;nbsp;os amantes do desporto equestre e suas famílias que fazem parte da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: white;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: orange;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #b45f06;"&gt;Escola Crescer a Galope&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;marcaram a sua presença neste concurso aquando a sua visita no passado domingo professor e alguns alunos juntaram-se para assistir a um espectáculo de interesse comum onde passaram uma tarde e noite em conjunto, assistiu-se ao espectáculo equestre Hasta Luego, que apresentou pela primeira vez em Portugal. Este espectáculo mostrou-nos,&amp;nbsp;algumas das&amp;nbsp;potencialidades do Cavalo alem da sua beleza. A verdade seja dita que estava mais expectante no entanto não deixou de ter o seu encanto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Apesar de nenhum português ter sido apurado restou-nos os brasileiros para nos puxarmos embora tenha de confessar que os meus favoritos eram Jessica Kuerten, prestigiada cavaleira irlandesa que marcou presença no CSI PORTO pela primeira vez. Jessica Kuerten esteve recentemente no No.1 do Ranking Mundial e entre muitas vitórias conta-se a vitória na final da edição de 2008 da Global Champions Tour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o&amp;nbsp;sextuagenário que mostrou a todo o público que afinal a idade ainda é um posto. Duas mãos sem faltas e uma delas com um tempo fantástico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E por ultimo&amp;nbsp;era Beat Mandli que acabou por me estontear e se sagrar o grande vencedor, com dois percursos limpos, e um tempo de 40.71 segundos mas...&amp;nbsp;que não era de todo impossivel bater pois se nao fosse o derrube que lhe costou&amp;nbsp;4 pontos a Irlandesa&amp;nbsp; Jessica Kuerten bateria&amp;nbsp;este tempo&amp;nbsp;com 40.26. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Assim, o pódio ficou ordenado com: 1.º Beat Mandli (Áustria), 2.º Juan Carlos Garcia (Itália), 3.º Dermott Lennon (Irlanda).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyYkkOJT3GI/AAAAAAAABMo/vi9-WSGcSlI/s1600-h/centrocsi.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" rs="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyYkkOJT3GI/AAAAAAAABMo/vi9-WSGcSlI/s400/centrocsi.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-7200939330401695466?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7200939330401695466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/concurso-de-saltos-internacional-porto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7200939330401695466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7200939330401695466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/concurso-de-saltos-internacional-porto.html' title='Concurso de Saltos Internacional - Porto'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyYlUsk2T8I/AAAAAAAABMw/3W63ZlYJuxA/s72-c/logo_Crescer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5339479197512107305</id><published>2009-12-11T13:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-11T13:49:34.847Z</updated><title type='text'>Alzheimer</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLZw2Zq0I/AAAAAAAABMQ/lciEaDp0K18/s1600-h/070921_blog_uncovering_org_alzheimer.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLZw2Zq0I/AAAAAAAABMQ/lciEaDp0K18/s400/070921_blog_uncovering_org_alzheimer.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É quase normal nos dias de hoje ouvir falar em Alzheimer. Mas será que sabemos mesmo o que é esta doença que afecta tantos portugueses?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O que é a Doença de Alzheimer?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLbXVLJJI/AAAAAAAABMY/rJw2uJtp2YY/s1600-h/alzheimer-degenerative.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLbXVLJJI/AAAAAAAABMY/rJw2uJtp2YY/s200/alzheimer-degenerative.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Doença de Alzheimer é um tipo de demência que provoca uma deterioração global, progressiva e irreversível de diversas funções cognitivas (memória, atenção, concentração, linguagem, pensamento, entre outras).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Esta deterioração tem como consequências alterações no comportamento, na personalidade e na capacidade funcional da pessoa, dificultando a realização das suas actividades de vida diária.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Doença de Alzheimer é uma doença neurodegenerativa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em termos neuropatológicos, a Doença de Alzheimer caracteriza-se pela morte neuronal em determinadas partes do cérebro, com algumas causas ainda por determinar. O aparecimento de tranças fibrilares e placas senis impossibilitam a comunicação entre as células nervosas, o que provoca alterações ao nível do funcionamento global da pessoa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os sintomas iniciais da Doença de Alzheimer incluem perda de memória, desorientação espacial e temporal, confusão e problemas de raciocínio e pensamento. Estes sintomas agravam-se à medida que as células cerebrais vão morrendo e a comunicação entre estas fica alterada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Alzheimer tem sintomas?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sim, como qualquer outra doença, o Alzheimer também tem sintomas. Vou classifica-los então por fases, de forma a tornar mais fácil a compreensão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fase I (forma inicial) – alterações na memória, personalidade e habilidades espaciais e visuais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fase II (forma moderada) – dificuldade para falar, realizar tarefas simples e coordenar movimentos; agitação e insónia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fase III (forma grave) – resistência à execução de tarefas diárias, incontinência urinária e fecal, dificuldade para comer, deficiência motora progressiva.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fase IV (terminal) – restrição ao leito, mutismo, dor à deglutição, infecções intercorrentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diagnóstico&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não há um teste diagnóstico definitivo para esta doença uma vez que só pode ser realmente diagnosticada na autópsia, no entanto, há sintomas óbvios que fazem com que os profissionais de saúde tenham quase a certeza. Sendo assim, os médicos baseiam o diagnóstico no levantamento minucioso do histórico pessoal e familiar, em testes psicológicos e por exclusão de outros tipos de doenças mentais. Mesmo assim, estima-se que o diagnóstico possa estar errado em 10% dos casos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLedRH0SI/AAAAAAAABMg/Uf4_THmTM8g/s1600-h/untitled.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLedRH0SI/AAAAAAAABMg/Uf4_THmTM8g/s200/untitled.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Causas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não se conhece a causa específica da doença de Alzheimer. Parece haver certa predisposição genética para o seu aparecimento. Nesses casos, ela pode desenvolver-se precocemente, por volta dos 50 anos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pesquisadores levantam a hipótese de que algum vírus e a deficiência de certas enzimas e proteínas estejam envolvidos na etiologia da doença. Outros especulam que a exposição ao alumínio e o seu depósito no cérebro possam contribuir para a instalação do quadro, mas não foi estabelecida nenhuma relação segura de causa e efeito a respeito disso, pelo menos, até agora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Um caso real…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Recentemente fiz parte de um cenário que há-de marcar-me para sempre.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não foi a primeira vez que algo do género aconteceu comigo, mas é certamente a primeira vez que me afecta de forma tão profunda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegou ao serviço de oncologia do hospital onde “presto serviço” um senhor encontrado perto de uma estação de comboios.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não tinha percepção do que estava a acontecer à sua volta, não reconhecia ninguém e estava num estado lastimável!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Confesso que senti uma certa repugna quando olhei para o senhor em questão.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No entanto… Depois de um merecido banhinho… Roupinha lavada, o senhor "Manuel" parecia outra pessoa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tive pena por ele não ser o meu utente. Mas isso “passou”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No dia seguinte fui ver o senhor "Manuel". Estava muito bem disposto, brincalhão, e acima de tudo fazia a sua doença (pelo menos uma delas) parecer engraçada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este senhor tinha Alzheimer. Não reconhecia a filha nem a esposa, no entanto, parecia feliz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Juntando ao Alzheimer, haviam ainda algumas complicações cardíacas e pulmonares e como se tudo isto não bastasse, tinha cancro na pele.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vitima de um AVC à quatro anos atrás, seguindo-se uma fibrose pulmonar, o senhor "Manuel", e apesar de tudo isto, era um amor!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fiquei extremamente triste quando ontem recebi a notícia de que ele tinha sido vítima de um AVC fatal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi-me dito que ele tinha passado a tarde a brincar com a estagiária que estava a observá-lo, sempre muito bem disposto, apesar de continuar a perder a percepção das coisas por momentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vim para casa extremamente abalada porque ele, graças ao Alzheimer, morreu sem saber quem era e sem saber quem eram os seus familiares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Isto é apenas um alerta para as famílias de portadores desta doença. Eles precisam de atenção, e muito cuidado. Qualquer mudança na sua rotina pode faze-los sair de casa expectantes que vão encontrar algo que lhes seja familiar e normalmente isso não acontece.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi o caso do senhor "Manuel".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Triste não é?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cuidemos de quem nos é querido!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dedico então este post ao senhor "Manuel", que terá sempre um cantinho na minha memória.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;By: Mystify &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Colaboradora do Blog Juli&amp;amp;arte)&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/145998792697719817-5339479197512107305?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5339479197512107305/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-quase-normal-nos-dias-de-hoje-ouvir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5339479197512107305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5339479197512107305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/e-quase-normal-nos-dias-de-hoje-ouvir.html' title='Alzheimer'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SyJLZw2Zq0I/AAAAAAAABMQ/lciEaDp0K18/s72-c/070921_blog_uncovering_org_alzheimer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8228010931138672748</id><published>2009-12-09T12:22:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T12:25:52.804Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia Internacional dos Direitos Humanos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-XPfa06UI/AAAAAAAABLA/rmdTpzjka4k/s1600-h/direitos.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-XPfa06UI/AAAAAAAABLA/rmdTpzjka4k/s320/direitos.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Realiza-se já amanha a comemoração da Declaração&amp;nbsp;Universal dos Direitos Humanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi adotada pela ONU em 10 de Dezembro de 1948 e que foi reconhecida a sua importancia pela Assembleia da República de Portugal,&amp;nbsp;em 1998 quando se aprovou uma Resolução na qual institui que o dia 10 de Dezembro passa a ser considerado o Dia Nacional dos Direitos Humanos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Esboçada principalmente por John Peters Humphrey, do Canadá, mas também com a ajuda de várias pessoas de todo o mundo - Estados Unidos, França, China, Líbano entre outros, delineia os direitos humanos básicos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os direitos humanos são os direitos e liberdades básicos de todos os seres humanos. Normalmente o conceito de direitos humanos tem a idéia também de liberdade de pensamento e de expressão, e a igualdade perante a lei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Embora não seja um documento que representa obrigatoriedade legal, serviu como base para os dois tratados sobre direitos humanos da ONU, de força legal, o Tratado Internacional dos Direitos Civis e Políticos, e o Tratado Internacional dos Direitos Econômicos, Sociais e Culturais. Continua a ser amplamente citado por académicos, advogados e cortes constitutionais. Especialistas em direito internacional discutem com freqüência quais de seus artigos representam o direito internacional usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Declaração Universal dos Direitos Humanos da Organização das Nações Unidas afirma:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Todos os seres humanos nascem livres e iguais em dignidade e em direitos. Dotados de razão e de consciência, devem agir uns para com os outros em espírito de fraternidade. "— Artigo 1º&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Todos nós sabemos que os direitos humanos existem e se existem têm de ser cumpridos, mas o que é certo é que muitas das vezes eles&amp;nbsp; passam-nos ao lado e já estamos a invalidados e a discriminá-los.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quantas e quantas vezes olhamos de lado para as pessoas só por elas terem algum aspecto que as diferencie das outras? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-N_EPYF-I/AAAAAAAABKI/J7iM8VAkONU/s1600-h/paraolimpiadas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-N_EPYF-I/AAAAAAAABKI/J7iM8VAkONU/s320/paraolimpiadas.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque discriminar as pessoas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-Ohj3DuWI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wqKx2szsxIY/s1600-h/DISCRI~1.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-Ohj3DuWI/AAAAAAAABKQ/wqKx2szsxIY/s320/DISCRI~1.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: purple; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta;"&gt;O que seria do mundo se não existisse a diferença?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-PiUPbpZI/AAAAAAAABKg/BmHxn7m-GsY/s1600-h/diferen%C3%A7as%2Blindas%5B1%5D.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-PiUPbpZI/AAAAAAAABKg/BmHxn7m-GsY/s320/diferen%C3%A7as%2Blindas%5B1%5D.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Certamente que nunca colocamos essa questão: porque é que uns são brancos e outros negros? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não há explicação possível. Se quando vê-mos uma pessoa de olhos azuis ou verdes&amp;nbsp;ficamos deslumbrados, porque não aceitarmos a diferença."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-RmPofcTI/AAAAAAAABKw/6rCw6tQMNOA/s1600-h/OlhosAzuis1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-RmPofcTI/AAAAAAAABKw/6rCw6tQMNOA/s320/OlhosAzuis1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-XA0Z6iXI/AAAAAAAABK4/qeuqYKiaqVQ/s1600-h/87098270_4b06bfda87.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-XA0Z6iXI/AAAAAAAABK4/qeuqYKiaqVQ/s320/87098270_4b06bfda87.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que este dia, O Dia Internacional da Declaração dos Direitos Humanos não passe ao esquecimento, pois certamente toda a gente no dia de amanhã&amp;nbsp;irá ouvir falar deste tema mas, como este dia só se “celebra” uma vez por ano certamente que ele irá cair no esquecimento no meio de tantas outras coisas consideradas mais importantes na vida dos humanos. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&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-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cabe-nos a nós acabar com a diferença, marcando a diferença&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comemora-se também em Aveiro a Feira dos Direitos Humanos na Praça Marques de Pombal entre os dias 10 e 13 de Dezembro .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-I-dUiFmI/AAAAAAAABJ4/chgQhweh8YI/s1600-h/convitePROGRMAfeiraDH+(2).JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-I-dUiFmI/AAAAAAAABJ4/chgQhweh8YI/s640/convitePROGRMAfeiraDH+(2).JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre, diferencafazdiferenca; agencia.ecclesia&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/145998792697719817-8228010931138672748?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8228010931138672748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/dia-internacional-dos-direitos-humanos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8228010931138672748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8228010931138672748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/dia-internacional-dos-direitos-humanos.html' title='Dia Internacional dos Direitos Humanos'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sx-XPfa06UI/AAAAAAAABLA/rmdTpzjka4k/s72-c/direitos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4292569644481220510</id><published>2009-12-03T17:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-12-03T17:40:24.631Z</updated><title type='text'>Acontece todos os dias…</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfupNNgyjI/AAAAAAAABFg/KNr4oZX6Z-k/s1600-h/Lojasdeprodutoshospitalares-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfupNNgyjI/AAAAAAAABFg/KNr4oZX6Z-k/s200/Lojasdeprodutoshospitalares-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Utentes saem da urgência hospitalar remediados porque o serviço de urgência não tinha material suficiente para tratar do paciente como manda a ciência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Faltam materiais… Faltam medicamentos… Mas o número de pessoas a precisar deste tipo de coisas aumenta cada vez mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Saímos chateados… Aborrecidos… Afinal passamos a vida a “pagar” por algo que depois acabamos por nem ter direito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Perguntamo-nos muitas vezes porquê que isto acontece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Chuva de ideias nas nossas cabeças, sendo as mais comuns: “É o país que temos” ou “O estado quer é dinheiro” ou “o hospital não tem condições”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfvz2QWsjI/AAAAAAAABFo/k58k1OJIjLI/s1600-h/imagesCA8WI4W3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfvz2QWsjI/AAAAAAAABFo/k58k1OJIjLI/s320/imagesCA8WI4W3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;Na verdade eu pensaria o mesmo se não presenciasse a uma serie de pequenas coisas que, feitas as contas, não são assim tão pequenas quanto isso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Acreditavam se eu vos dissesse que 75% das pessoas que trabalham em hospitais e têm acesso a material hospitalar acabam por levar&amp;nbsp;“recompensas” não autorizadas para casa? É verdade! As vezes para tratar de um familiar, um vizinho ou até um amigo. Isso não condeno. Condeno sim as outras vezes, em que usam para beneficio próprio, oferecendo-as com o intuito de troca de favores, apenas para fazer boa figura e cair na graça de outro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pergunto-me agora… Não há outras formas de fazer boa figura?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dar a mão… Ajudar… Acompanhar…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tudo é melhor do que roubar&lt;/strong&gt; material do hospital, do centro de saúde, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Sim, roubar. Porque é crime fazer sair das salas de tratamento materiais esterilizados, materiais de corte, materiais de cura… Medicamentos, ou qualquer outra coisa que pertença ao hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Escusado será dizer que me refiro à maior parte das enfermeiras (os) ou mesmo auxiliares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Recentemente no hospital de que “faço parte”, uma enfermeira já com alguns anos de serviço naquele hospital foi interceptada à saída do mesmo, com um pequeno saquinho cheio de coisinhas muito úteis, mas também, caras. Desde compressas a pomadas, soros, fitas, lâminas, ligaduras, pinças e até algumas tinas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Ora cá está uma infracção que aos olhos da lei e do próprio hospital, é considerada crime. &lt;strong&gt;Um crime&lt;/strong&gt; como outro qualquer. &lt;strong&gt;Um roubo&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Obvio que a enfermeira em questão foi penalizada. Serviços suspensos até não se sabe quando já para não falar que ainda foi processada por parte do hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não vou referir o hospital, nem o nome da pessoa em questão mas, acreditem que este tipo de situação acontece todos os dias por todos os hospitais do nosso país. O problema é que a maior parte das pessoas que desviam para o seu próprio bolso os materiais que não lhes pertencem não são apanhadas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxDC4zqBI/AAAAAAAABGI/a2dlJK4KxQc/s1600-h/getattachment.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxDC4zqBI/AAAAAAAABGI/a2dlJK4KxQc/s200/getattachment.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxOq_5RDI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ZHbkQ47np5o/s1600-h/tetracelle02.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxOq_5RDI/AAAAAAAABGQ/ZHbkQ47np5o/s200/tetracelle02.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pergunto-me: “quantos saquinhos como aquele ela já terá feito sair do hospital? Ou seria aquele o primeiro?”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Este post acaba por ser um alerta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Todos nós descontamos para fazer com que sejamos posteriormente bem atendidos, coisa que com estes pequenos desfalques, acaba muitas vezes por não acontecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;A culpa não é totalmente do hospital ou do próprio estado. A culpa muitas vezes é de quem lá trabalha e que se acha com direitos que na realidade, não tem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxVxBmyYI/AAAAAAAABGY/OY6outVUpuk/s1600-h/telini02a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfxVxBmyYI/AAAAAAAABGY/OY6outVUpuk/s200/telini02a.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfwpii-C0I/AAAAAAAABF4/doj1oaVRFzc/s1600-h/contentores.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfwpii-C0I/AAAAAAAABF4/doj1oaVRFzc/s200/contentores.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfwry_WwyI/AAAAAAAABGA/IQ8B5n3GRHE/s1600-h/garza01_non_sterile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" er="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sxfwry_WwyI/AAAAAAAABGA/IQ8B5n3GRHE/s200/garza01_non_sterile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Por isso, vamos todos usar o bom senso que com certeza temos, e vamos denunciar, caso tenhamos conhecimento, as pessoas que usam e abusam das coisas que não lhes pertencem só a elas, mas também a todos nós.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Denunciar, recusar ofertas, chamar a atenção e reprovar este tipo de atitude…&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;Afinal se queremos um sistema de saúde melhor, ou um país melhor, temos que partir de algum lado. Porque não partir de nós próprios a iniciativa de mudar aquilo que está mal?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No fundo, somos nós que fazemos a diferença, quando queremos! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;By: Mystify &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Colaboradora do Blog Juli&amp;amp;arte)&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/145998792697719817-4292569644481220510?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4292569644481220510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/acontece-todos-os-dias.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4292569644481220510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4292569644481220510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/acontece-todos-os-dias.html' title='Acontece todos os dias…'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SxfupNNgyjI/AAAAAAAABFg/KNr4oZX6Z-k/s72-c/Lojasdeprodutoshospitalares-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5242383180265714794</id><published>2009-12-03T13:36:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-03T13:37:16.141Z</updated><title type='text'>DIA INTERNACIONAL DAS PESSOAS COM DEFICIÊNCIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma data comemorativa internacional promovida pelas Nações Unidas desde 1998, com o objetivo de promover uma maior compreensão dos assuntos concernentes à deficiência e para mobilizar a defesa da dignidade, dos direitos e o bem estar das pessoas. Procura também aumentar a consciência dos benefícios trazidos pela integração das pessoas com deficiência em cada aspecto da vida política, social, econômica e cultural. A cada ano o tema deste dia é baseado no objetivo do exercício pleno dos direitos humanos e da participação na sociedade, estabelecido pelo Programa Mundial de Ação a respeito das pessoas com deficiência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para este ano de 2009, o lema das Nações Unidas é “Capacitação das Pessoas com Deficiência e das suas Comunidades em todo o Mundo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Procurando sensibilizar-te para as suas capacidades,&amp;nbsp; deixo um vídeo. Repara como os cidadãos portadores de deficiência são capazes de desenvolver as mesmas actividades que cada um de nós. A forma como as fazemos é que difere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vamos dar oportunidade à diferença!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnLVRQCjh8c&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LnLVRQCjh8c&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-5242383180265714794?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5242383180265714794/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/dia-internacional-das-pessoas-com.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5242383180265714794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5242383180265714794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/12/dia-internacional-das-pessoas-com.html' title='DIA INTERNACIONAL DAS PESSOAS COM DEFICIÊNCIA'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4647840022977437652</id><published>2009-11-30T20:59:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:08:52.882Z</updated><title type='text'>E foi assim.... 29/11/2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;"Theyyyyyyyyyyy will not foooorce us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They will stop degradingggg us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;They will not controllllllllllllll us&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;And we will be victooooooria us ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Eu estava muito bem posicionada! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Bem no meio, onde reina a virtude!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Provavelmente o melhor se não mesmo, o MELHOR concerto do&amp;nbsp;ANO ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf-EFbB4obE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qf-EFbB4obE&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" 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src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwnVITOgrDI/AAAAAAAABCA/cJBt5iuj3i0/s400/amor.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;He and I had something beautiful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but so dysfunctional, it couldn't last&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I loved him so but I let him go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause I knew he'd never love me back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;such pain as this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;shouldn't have to be experienced&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm still reeling from the loss,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;still a little bit delirious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;near to you, I am healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but it's taking so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause though he's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's hard to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yet, I'm better near to you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;you and I have something different&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and I'm enjoying it cautiously&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'm battle scarred,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but I am working oh so hard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;to get back to who I used to be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;he's disappearing, fading steadily&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;well, I'm so close to being yours,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;won't you stay with me, please&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;near to you, I am healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but it's taking so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause though he's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's hard to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yet, I'm better near to you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I only know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am better where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I only know that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I am better where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I only know that I belong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;where you are&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;near to you, I am healing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;but it's taking so long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'cause though he's gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;and you are wonderful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;it's hard to move on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;yet, I'm better near to you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;A Fine Frenzy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;near to you&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/145998792697719817-2687650110317296960?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2687650110317296960/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/perto-de-ti.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2687650110317296960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2687650110317296960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/perto-de-ti.html' title='Perto de ti...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwnVITOgrDI/AAAAAAAABCA/cJBt5iuj3i0/s72-c/amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5675282197921820789</id><published>2009-11-20T23:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-20T23:08:20.954Z</updated><title type='text'>Explicação da vida...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No primeiro dia, Deus criou a vaca.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJSwrslaI/AAAAAAAABB4/3OL3T94-BdA/s1600/vaca.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJSwrslaI/AAAAAAAABB4/3OL3T94-BdA/s320/vaca.bmp" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deus disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Tens que ir para o campo com o agricultor durante todo o dia e sofrer debaixo do sol, e dar leite para sustentar o agricultor. Eu dar-te-ei uma vida de 60 anos.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJSwrslaI/AAAAAAAABB4/3OL3T94-BdA/s1600/vaca.bmp"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A vaca disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'É uma vida dura que tu queres que eu viva durante 60 anos. Dá-me somente 20 e eu devolvo-te os outros 40'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E Deus concordou. No segundo dia, Deus criou o cão. E disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJG9NWCPI/AAAAAAAABBg/IGa1s7E7MQA/s1600/c%C3%A3o.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJG9NWCPI/AAAAAAAABBg/IGa1s7E7MQA/s320/c%C3%A3o.gif" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Senta-te todo o dia perto da porta da tua casa e ladra para qualquer pessoa que entre ou que passe por perto. Eu dar-te-ei 20 anos de vida.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O cão disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Isso é muito tempo para estar a ladrar. Dá-me somente 10 e eu devolvo-te os&amp;nbsp; outros 10'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deus concordou. No terceiro dia, Deus criou o macaco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJOGPWMSI/AAAAAAAABBw/aW4y1fcbTD0/s1600/Macaco.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJOGPWMSI/AAAAAAAABBw/aW4y1fcbTD0/s320/Macaco.gif" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Distrai as pessoas, faz truques de macaco e fá-los rir muito. Eu dar-te-ei 20 anos de vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O macaco disse: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Que cansativo, truques de macaco durante 20 anos!? Acho que não. O cão devolveu-te 10 anos e é o que eu vou fazer também, ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Deus concordou. No quarto dia, Deus criou o Homem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJJ33xnLI/AAAAAAAABBo/J3YJMBq3K6w/s1600/cartoon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJJ33xnLI/AAAAAAAABBo/J3YJMBq3K6w/s320/cartoon.jpg" yr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deus disse:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Come, dorme, brinca, faz sexo, diverte-te. Não faças nada, simplesmente diverte-te. Eu dar-te-ei 20 anos de vida'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Homem disse:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'O quê!? Só 20 anos? Nem pensar! Vamos fazer o seguinte: eu fico com os 40 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;anos que a vaca devolveu, com os 10 do cão e os 10 do macaco. Isso faz 80.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pode ser?'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;'Ok', disse Deus. 'Negócio fechado.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É por isso que durante os primeiros 20 anos comemos, dormimos, brincamos, praticamos sexo, divertimo-nos e não fazemos nada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os 40 anos seguintes, sofremos ao sol para sustentar a nossa família, os 10 seguintes fazemos figura de macaco para entreter os nossos netos, e os últimos 10 anos sentamo-nos na varanda e ladramos a toda a gente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Está explicada a vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-5675282197921820789?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5675282197921820789/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/explicacao-da-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5675282197921820789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5675282197921820789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/explicacao-da-vida.html' title='Explicação da vida...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SwbJSwrslaI/AAAAAAAABB4/3OL3T94-BdA/s72-c/vaca.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2314197291384478004</id><published>2009-11-17T01:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T01:59:05.439Z</updated><title type='text'>Para mais tarde recordar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="265" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/04DVHw1zUhs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/04DVHw1zUhs&amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Os responsáveis sul-africanos afirmam-se «chocados e repulsados». Tudo por aquela que deve ser muito provavelmente a pior interpretação de um hino nacional de sempre. Aconteceu no último fim-de-semana, no jogo de rugby entre as selecções de França e da África do Sul, realizado em Toulouse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O intérprete em causa até é um sul-africano. Chama-se Ras Dumisani, é um cantor de reaggae e foi escolhido pela federação francesa, que organizou o jogo. Para além de ter cantado o hino acompanhado por elementos de percussão da sua banda, Rãs Dumisani não deve ter acertado uma única nota da melodia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ora Ras Dumisani já veio defender-se. Garantiu que a sonorização de Toulouse é defeituosa e que isso prejudicou a interpretação. O cantor fala mesmo em «sabotagem». O que não chega para convencer os compatriotas."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: MaisFutebol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-2314197291384478004?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2314197291384478004/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-mais-tarde-recordar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2314197291384478004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2314197291384478004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/para-mais-tarde-recordar.html' title='Para mais tarde recordar...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5662673542968600449</id><published>2009-11-16T01:29:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T01:48:57.996Z</updated><title type='text'>I MOSTRA DE ARTES E OFÍCIOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É com enorme satisfação que&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;um grupo de artesãs está a organizar a 1ª...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed align="middle" flashvars="tmessage= Mostra d'Artes e Oficios&amp;amp;efftype=colorShift&amp;amp;tcolor=0x000000&amp;amp;swfH=80&amp;amp;swfW=350&amp;amp;" height="80" name="textGenerator" src="http://www.scrapsterra.com/geradores_para_orkut/animado_texto/textShow.swf" width="350" wmode="transparent" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Trata-se de uma organização conjunta entre&amp;nbsp;AMIGAS que se foram conhecendo ao longo do tempo em diversas feiras e exposições a I Mostra que irá decorrer, no mês de Dezembro entre os dias 5 e 6 (em local ainda a informar), e a exemplo do que tem acontecido em anteriores mostras o movimento, a energia, a musica, a animação, bem-estar e a boa disposição são presença obrigatória nesta I Mostra de Artes e Ofícios que tem como objectivo divulgar e promover o trabalho desenvolvido por pessoas da nossa terra, mostrar o que de melhor existe nesta área, contando com a presença para já de 16 expositores com as mais variadas peças e estilos de artesanato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais informações serão expostas dentro em breve para já fica levantada a ponta do véu ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Jully&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/145998792697719817-5662673542968600449?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5662673542968600449/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-mostra-de-artes-e-oficios.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5662673542968600449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5662673542968600449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-mostra-de-artes-e-oficios.html' title='I MOSTRA DE ARTES E OFÍCIOS'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4422039482304715462</id><published>2009-11-10T15:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-10T15:43:24.427Z</updated><title type='text'>16ª Convenção Internacional de Fitness</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmITGK0odI/AAAAAAAABAw/FCrb-jsV8Hw/s1600-h/image001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmITGK0odI/AAAAAAAABAw/FCrb-jsV8Hw/s640/image001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Maior Convenção de Actividade Física da Europa decorre em Aveiro este fim-de-semana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmIk4bJV8I/AAAAAAAABBA/q2XBqPXfJc0/s1600-h/image005.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmIk4bJV8I/AAAAAAAABBA/q2XBqPXfJc0/s200/image005.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmIe5aXfJI/AAAAAAAABA4/LWl8LPTm_W8/s1600-h/image004.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmIe5aXfJI/AAAAAAAABA4/LWl8LPTm_W8/s200/image004.jpg" /&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;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O culto da saúde física e mental ganha cada vez mais relevo na sociedade portuguesa e este é o evento de referência! Muita actividade física, animação e boa forma são garantidas no fim-de-semana de 14 e 15 de Novembro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmI6mKgnaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/i6mY-g27B0U/s1600-h/image009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmI6mKgnaI/AAAAAAAABBQ/i6mY-g27B0U/s200/image009.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmI2QuJ7QI/AAAAAAAABBI/OwM59cb3Z9c/s1600-h/image008.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmI2QuJ7QI/AAAAAAAABBI/OwM59cb3Z9c/s200/image008.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mais de 3.000 profissionais e apaixonados pela saúde e boa forma encontram-se num evento que proporciona imagens espectaculares pela dimensão das Aulas de Fitness com mais de 1.000 participantes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em simultâneo irá decorrer a Feira Despolazer Aveiro ’09, onde todas as grandes marcas do sector irão expor as novidades para 2010, uma Prova de Culturismo e também a Prova do “Strongman Portugal” onde se poderão ver demonstrações de incrível poderio Físico dos Homens Mais Fortes de Portugal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmJGblbWpI/AAAAAAAABBY/9-i_KdCLxn4/s1600-h/image010.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmJGblbWpI/AAAAAAAABBY/9-i_KdCLxn4/s640/image010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Divisão de Despoto - Câmara Municipal de Aveiro&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/145998792697719817-4422039482304715462?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4422039482304715462/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/16-convencao-internacional-de-fitness.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4422039482304715462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4422039482304715462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/16-convencao-internacional-de-fitness.html' title='16ª Convenção Internacional de Fitness'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvmITGK0odI/AAAAAAAABAw/FCrb-jsV8Hw/s72-c/image001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-9133475137601021811</id><published>2009-11-08T23:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:20:16.584Z</updated><title type='text'>Calor da Alma</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Warmness On The Soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;Dedicada a Mystify&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvdMQSBqQnI/AAAAAAAABAo/3KXw2DwIZME/s1600-h/sol21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" sr="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvdMQSBqQnI/AAAAAAAABAo/3KXw2DwIZME/s320/sol21.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Your hazel green tint eyes watching every move I make &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And that feeling of doubt, it's erased &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I'll never feel alone again with you by my side &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You're the one, and in you I confide &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And we have gone through good and bad times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But your unconditional love was always on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You've been there from the start for me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And your love's always been true as can be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I give my heart to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I give my heart, cause nothing can compare in this world to you &lt;br /&gt;And we have gone through good and bad times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;But your unconditional love was always on my mind &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;You've been there from the start for me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;And your love's always been true as can be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I give my heart to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;I give my heart, cause nothing can compare in this world to you &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Avenged Sevenfold&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Composição: M. Shadows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/145998792697719817-9133475137601021811?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/9133475137601021811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/calor-da-alma.html#comment-form' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/9133475137601021811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/9133475137601021811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/calor-da-alma.html' title='Calor da Alma'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvdMQSBqQnI/AAAAAAAABAo/3KXw2DwIZME/s72-c/sol21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8411555014221108191</id><published>2009-11-07T00:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-07T00:31:15.129Z</updated><title type='text'>EUTANÁSIA Relato chocante na 1ª pessoa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Eu e minha mulher estávamos sentados na sala, a falar das muitas coisas da vida e da morte. Então eu disse-lhe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nunca me deixes viver num estado vegetativo,dependendo de uma máquina e de líquidos; se me vires nesse estado,desliga tudo o q me mantém vivo, ok? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vocês acreditam q a filha da p... se levantou, desligou a televisão e deitou fora a cerveja que eu estava a beber ?!? "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.meusrecados.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/meusrecadoscom/smiles/0060.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Enviada por mail&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-8411555014221108191?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8411555014221108191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/eutanasia-relato-chocante-na-1-pessoa.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8411555014221108191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8411555014221108191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/eutanasia-relato-chocante-na-1-pessoa.html' title='EUTANÁSIA Relato chocante na 1ª pessoa'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5547701824049442763</id><published>2009-11-05T14:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-05T14:57:59.963Z</updated><title type='text'>UMA QUESTÃO DE GENEALOGIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma garotinha pergunta à sua Mãe: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Mamã, como se criou a raça humana?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Mãe respondeu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Deus criou Adão e Eva e eles tiveram filhos, netos. bisnetos e assim se foi formando a raça humana"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dois dias depois, a garotinha faz a mesma pergunta ao Pai. O Pai respondeu: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Há muitos anos existiram macacos que foram evoluindo até chegarem aos seres humanos que vês hoje" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A garotinha toda confundida foi ter com a Mãe e disse-lhe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Mamã, como é possivel que tu digas que a raça humana foi criada por Deus e o Papá diga que a raça humana resultou da evolução a partir dos macacos?" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Mãe, depois de pensar um pouco, respondeu:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- "Olha, minha querida filha, é muito simples. Eu falei-te da minha família e o teu pai falou da dele ! "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%22"&gt;&lt;img alt="Smiles" border="0" src="http://i219.photobucket.com/albums/cc166/recado/glimboo/smiles/0042.gif" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-5547701824049442763?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5547701824049442763/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/uma-questao-de-genealogia.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5547701824049442763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5547701824049442763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/uma-questao-de-genealogia.html' title='UMA QUESTÃO DE GENEALOGIA'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-789076884703044869</id><published>2009-11-04T23:51:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:41:17.198Z</updated><title type='text'>Trapos &amp; Trapalhadas - Rucas - Julliarte - Lia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ora aqui estou eu para vos falar da ExpoAve que se realizou nos passados dias 30, 31 de Outubro e 1 de Novembro no Pavilhão Inovação em Oliveira do Bairro.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma exposição fantástica com animais lindíssimos e muito público a decoração estava fenomenal com coisas simples mas com muita criatividade e é o que o povinho gosta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E por falar em criatividade tenho de vos falar da parte do artesanato Urbano há pois é... é que as 3 estarolas juntaram-se e montaram um “estamine” bonitooooo (mas não posso dar a minha opinião porque sou suspeita...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ora espreitem...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http:///"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://s246.photobucket.com/albums/gg111/meusrecadoscom/smiles/0006.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em perparação...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Su9pO59-QFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/b9YFXTFMDRQ/s1600-h/S7000552.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: left; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Su9pO59-QFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/b9YFXTFMDRQ/s320/S7000552.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Su9pfZD6IjI/AAAAAAAAA5o/-cCe7cy1FRI/s320/S7000556.JPG" vr="true" 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Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu... dediquei-me arduamente à preguiça e fiquei só de serviço a parte fotográfica lolololol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5398824992117718241%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" 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sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIYHydZepI/AAAAAAAABAg/4HgQjInS59o/s1600-h/S7000728.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="cssfloat: right; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIYHydZepI/AAAAAAAABAg/4HgQjInS59o/s400/S7000728.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A RUJULIA está pior que eu... ás vezes&amp;nbsp;quase perco&amp;nbsp;a cabeça ela já a perdeu!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Na feira esteve tambemm a Susana Miriam com os seu belos trabalhos em Biscuit e a&amp;nbsp;sua espectacular creatividade e aindaaaaaaaaaaaa, o&amp;nbsp;seu rebento o meu "sobrinho" Miguel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIH4uJ7GaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/jz7_siAsazE/s1600-h/DSC00887.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIH4uJ7GaI/AAAAAAAABAQ/jz7_siAsazE/s320/DSC00887.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHxf5uSZI/AAAAAAAABAI/xbViN7MGG4U/s1600-h/DSC06501.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHxf5uSZI/AAAAAAAABAI/xbViN7MGG4U/s200/DSC06501.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHvYOu8WI/AAAAAAAABAA/uhxWH-QdoTE/s1600-h/DSC06467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHvYOu8WI/AAAAAAAABAA/uhxWH-QdoTE/s200/DSC06467.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E a coisa mais gostosa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Miguel ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHe5pwFpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3UVnVmDNUSw/s1600-h/S70005981.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHe5pwFpI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3UVnVmDNUSw/s320/S70005981.jpg" vr="true" /&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;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma Mãe babada e um filho lindoooo&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvIHTA-wyeI/AAAAAAAAA_w/vGc6PdvCLUg/s1600-h/S70006014.jpg" imageanchor="1" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Su9pO59-QFI/AAAAAAAAA5g/b9YFXTFMDRQ/s72-c/S7000552.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6389022398033875230</id><published>2009-11-04T12:45:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T12:45:49.926Z</updated><title type='text'>Adivinha LOLOLOL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvFoV2RwJuI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JB7uVmRgsCY/s1600-h/freira.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvFoV2RwJuI/AAAAAAAAA7g/JB7uVmRgsCY/s640/freira.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pense um pouco antes de ver a resposta!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma freira estava a cuidar de trigémeos recém-nascidos e tinha que colocar supositório em cada um. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois de colocar o primeiro supositório, o telefone tocou e ela foi atender. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando voltou, não se lembrava em qual das crianças tinha posto o supositório.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;QUAL É O NOME DA FREIRA ??? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pense, não desista...Se não adivinhar, veja lá embaixo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não desista&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;br /&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pense &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Desistiu ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Resposta:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;MADRE TERESA &lt;strong&gt;DE QUAL CÚ TÁ&lt;/strong&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/145998792697719817-6389022398033875230?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6389022398033875230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8855581705053088605</id><published>2009-11-03T13:56:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-03T20:01:47.755Z</updated><title type='text'>Sejam FELIZES</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HOJE ... e os demais dias ...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0V3QjfEI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DR2yLxJYXnQ/s1600-h/image001.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0V3QjfEI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DR2yLxJYXnQ/s320/image001.bmp" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje, se chover, que sejam felizes com a chuva que molha os campos, varram as ruas e limpem a atmosfera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0rnkUm4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Q8vBhiq33IE/s1600-h/image002.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0rnkUm4I/AAAAAAAAA6g/Q8vBhiq33IE/s320/image002.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se fizer sol, aproveitem o calor. Se houver flores&amp;nbsp;nos vossos&amp;nbsp;jardins, aproveitem o perfume...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0-X5xM2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/1fVuK-P_V6A/s1600-h/image003.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0-X5xM2I/AAAAAAAAA6o/1fVuK-P_V6A/s320/image003.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se tudo estiver seco, aproveitem para colocar as mãos na terra, plantar sementes e aguardar a floração.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA1ZKpDoRI/AAAAAAAAA6w/gMJio5aTrW4/s1600-h/image004.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA1ZKpDoRI/AAAAAAAAA6w/gMJio5aTrW4/s320/image004.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje, não arranjem desculpas... Sejam felizzzzzzzes de qualquer maneira !Lembrem-se de que a única fonte de felicidade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;está dentro de nós e deve ser repartida.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA1wWSAjOI/AAAAAAAAA64/WSbieoofWh8/s1600-h/image005.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA1wWSAjOI/AAAAAAAAA64/WSbieoofWh8/s320/image005.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Repartir nossas alegrias é como espalhar perfume sobre os outros: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;algumas gotas acabam sempre por cair sobre nós... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que os&amp;nbsp;vossos dias sejam PERFEITOS...&amp;nbsp;Vocês merecem!!!&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/145998792697719817-8855581705053088605?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8855581705053088605/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/sejam-felizes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8855581705053088605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8855581705053088605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/11/sejam-felizes.html' title='Sejam FELIZES'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SvA0V3QjfEI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/DR2yLxJYXnQ/s72-c/image001.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-3125795617428636961</id><published>2009-11-02T23:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T23:07:09.851Z</updated><title type='text'>Deus vou ficar assim???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumaW1cGH9I/AAAAAAAAA24/5MIVeuLMh-k/s1600-h/sensibilidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumaW1cGH9I/AAAAAAAAA24/5MIVeuLMh-k/s320/sensibilidade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para não ficar indiferente diante das belezas da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CORAGEM&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumgsA6b9xI/AAAAAAAAA3A/4JE2ecAz5vI/s1600-h/coragem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumgsA6b9xI/AAAAAAAAA3A/4JE2ecAz5vI/s320/coragem.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para colocar a timidez de lado e poder realizar o que tem vontade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SOLIDARIEDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumhMRSqM3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5U1Ill-qkhk/s1600-h/solidariedade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumhMRSqM3I/AAAAAAAAA3I/5U1Ill-qkhk/s320/solidariedade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para não ficar neutro diante do sofrimento da humanidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;BONDADE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumhxbTQGBI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/YvD--c2fB5I/s1600-h/Bondade.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumhxbTQGBI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/YvD--c2fB5I/s320/Bondade.bmp" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para não desviar os olhos de quem te pede uma ajuda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TRANQUILIDADE &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sumi_DCxEeI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DMwZAPFHqp0/s1600-h/tranquilidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sumi_DCxEeI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/DMwZAPFHqp0/s320/tranquilidade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para quando chegar ao fim do dia, poder deitar e dormir o sono dos anjos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ALEGRIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sumk3HeFRtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/BBWZlEdihpE/s1600-h/0,,23625342,00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Sumk3HeFRtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/BBWZlEdihpE/s320/0,,23625342,00.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para você distribuí-lá, colocando um sorriso no rosto de alguém.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HUMILDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Suml3KSHzWI/AAAAAAAAA3o/SnPZpvqE5Bk/s1600-h/humildade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Suml3KSHzWI/AAAAAAAAA3o/SnPZpvqE5Bk/s320/humildade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para você reconhecer aquilo que você não é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AMOR PRÓPRIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Summ1N9vKMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/TJKj6Kp-zzM/s1600-h/amor_proprio1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Summ1N9vKMI/AAAAAAAAA3w/TJKj6Kp-zzM/s320/amor_proprio1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para você perceber suas qualidades e gostar do que vê por dentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;FÉ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumnxPgbYII/AAAAAAAAA34/Rduhb5Uc3PM/s1600-h/prayer1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumnxPgbYII/AAAAAAAAA34/Rduhb5Uc3PM/s320/prayer1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para te guiar, te sustentar e te manter de pé. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SINCERIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumquLp3lQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LF9Uc3rz4WI/s1600-h/sinceridade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumquLp3lQI/AAAAAAAAA4A/LF9Uc3rz4WI/s320/sinceridade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para você ser verdadeiro, gostar de você mesmo e viver melhor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;FELICIDADE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumwD3llvJI/AAAAAAAAA4I/j0bNQE57C9o/s1600-h/felicidade.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumwD3llvJI/AAAAAAAAA4I/j0bNQE57C9o/s320/felicidade.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para você descobri-lá dentro de você e doa-lá a quem precisar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ESPERANÇA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumyaThIQyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/2QLPgjc5xdU/s1600-h/esperan%25C3%25A7a.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumyaThIQyI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/2QLPgjc5xdU/s320/esperan%25C3%25A7a.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para fazer você acreditar na vida e se sentir uma eterna criança.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;SABEDORIA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumzRQY09tI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-3NTUWNBWdA/s1600-h/sabedoria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumzRQY09tI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-3NTUWNBWdA/s320/sabedoria.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para entender que só o Bem existe, o resto é ilusão.&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/145998792697719817-3735526547120714012?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3735526547120714012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/muito-para-partilhar-com-voces.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3735526547120714012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3735526547120714012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/muito-para-partilhar-com-voces.html' title='Muito para partilhar com vocês...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumaW1cGH9I/AAAAAAAAA24/5MIVeuLMh-k/s72-c/sensibilidade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-3303204177156899378</id><published>2009-10-29T12:34:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-10-29T12:34:07.708Z</updated><title type='text'>Receita de Bacalhau c/ Cerveja... (uma delícia!)...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bacalhau com cerveja (receita premiada)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ingredientes:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-bacalhau,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-espinafre,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-azeite,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-alho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-cebola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-batatas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-sal,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-cerveja&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;-Mulher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Modo de preparação:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ponha a mulher na cozinha com todos os ingredientes (menos a Cerveja, claro!!!) e feche a porta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tome umas cervejinhas e assista ao resumo dos jogos da 1ª Liga e quando ouvir '- PRÁ MESA!!!', o prato está pronto a comer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É uma delícia e praticamente não dá trabalho nenhum.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bom apetite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumHj7Hx9bI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2XZ5Qp3GOEs/s1600-h/bacalhau-com-espinafres.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumHj7Hx9bI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2XZ5Qp3GOEs/s200/bacalhau-com-espinafres.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumLH5BOc9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/gUs2I2XwOp4/s1600-h/homem_sofa_portugal_porreiro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumLH5BOc9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/gUs2I2XwOp4/s200/homem_sofa_portugal_porreiro.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/145998792697719817-3303204177156899378?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3303204177156899378/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/receita-de-bacalhau-c-cerveja-uma.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3303204177156899378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3303204177156899378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/receita-de-bacalhau-c-cerveja-uma.html' title='Receita de Bacalhau c/ Cerveja... (uma delícia!)...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SumHj7Hx9bI/AAAAAAAAA2o/2XZ5Qp3GOEs/s72-c/bacalhau-com-espinafres.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6390883611562845270</id><published>2009-10-28T14:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T16:22:23.229Z</updated><title type='text'>O que CUSTA é saber esperar.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;''A verdade nunca pára de caminhar. Por mais longo que seja o percurso, um dia ela chega ao seu destino.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(Shi-Fu Kleber Farache)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuhQv1Ss1yI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hHTXa6mm_Vo/s1600-h/saberesperar.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuhQv1Ss1yI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hHTXa6mm_Vo/s400/saberesperar.bmp" vr="true" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-6390883611562845270?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6390883611562845270/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-que-custa-e-saber-esperar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6390883611562845270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6390883611562845270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/o-que-custa-e-saber-esperar.html' title='O que CUSTA é saber esperar.'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuhQv1Ss1yI/AAAAAAAAA2g/hHTXa6mm_Vo/s72-c/saberesperar.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5192677524730430385</id><published>2009-10-28T12:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:39:12.826Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais uma que confiou no namorado e foi parar na net..‏</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pois é amigos, a internet tens destas coisas... e muito mais, por isso tomem cuidado!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5397626614106089985%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="267" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: Alexandra Rocha Vinholes - Bióloga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Especialista em Educação AmbientalMestranda PPG Ciências Ambientais - UNESC&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/145998792697719817-5192677524730430385?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5192677524730430385/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/mais-uma-que-confiou-no-namorado-e-foi.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5192677524730430385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5192677524730430385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/mais-uma-que-confiou-no-namorado-e-foi.html' title='Mais uma que confiou no namorado e foi parar na net..‏'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6512645770995342520</id><published>2009-10-28T11:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T11:35:29.025Z</updated><title type='text'>É com todo o PRAZER que convido todos os meus AMIGOS!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SugsByJOngI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UntUA6tWULY/s1600-h/Imagem1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SugsByJOngI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UntUA6tWULY/s400/Imagem1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-6512645770995342520?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6512645770995342520/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/convite.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6512645770995342520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6512645770995342520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/convite.html' title='É com todo o PRAZER que convido todos os meus AMIGOS!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SugsByJOngI/AAAAAAAAA1E/UntUA6tWULY/s72-c/Imagem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1658526901082958835</id><published>2009-10-28T00:59:00.000Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T00:59:28.897Z</updated><title type='text'>Há espera de melhores dias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias de paz, dias a mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias que não deixaremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O dia em que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Seremos melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Melhores! Melhores!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores no amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores na dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores em tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O dia em que seremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias melhores prá sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias melhores prá sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Prá sempre!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SueWx0Y85jI/AAAAAAAAA08/IOjYCoHxB14/s1600-h/Mulher+e+rosa.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SueWx0Y85jI/AAAAAAAAA08/IOjYCoHxB14/s320/Mulher+e+rosa.png" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Melhores! Melhores!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias de paz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias a mais&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias que não deixaremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para trás&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O dia em que&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Seremos melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Melhores! Melhores!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores no amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores na dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Melhores em tudo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O dia em que seremos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para sempre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vivemos esperando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oh! Oh! Oh!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dias melhores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prá sempre...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uh! Uh! Uh! Oh! Oh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prá sempre!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sempre! Sempre! Sempre!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Cantor:Jota Quest&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Compositor: Rogério Flausino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-1658526901082958835?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1658526901082958835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-espera-de-melhores-dias.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2737961959518174872</id><published>2009-10-26T12:44:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T12:54:48.156Z</updated><title type='text'>Quando Você Amar Alguém...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuWbzRUiVLI/AAAAAAAAA00/B648EOfaOTo/s1600-h/41.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuWbzRUiVLI/AAAAAAAAA00/B648EOfaOTo/s320/41.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém você fará qualquer coisa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você fará todas as coisas loucas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que você não pode explicar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você atirará na lua e apagará o sol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você negará a verdade e acreditará numa mentira &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Haverá tempos que você acreditará &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que realmente pode voar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas suas noites solitárias, apenas começaram &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você sentirá isto bem fundo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E nada mais poderá mudar seu pensamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você quer alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você precisar de alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém, você se sacrificará &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você daria tudo isto que você adquiriu &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E você não pensará duas vezes &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você arriscaria tudo não importa o que pode vir &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você atirará na lua e apagará o sol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando você amar alguém...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="364" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bbivX8LLzBU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed 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href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-voce-amar-alguem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2737961959518174872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2737961959518174872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/quando-voce-amar-alguem.html' title='Quando Você Amar Alguém...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1g0Hj-gI/AAAAAAAAA0c/h7Dr2QUdDOI/s1600-h/Cancro.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1g0Hj-gI/AAAAAAAAA0c/h7Dr2QUdDOI/s320/Cancro.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;A iniciativa integra-se num vasto conjunto de acções inspiradas na erradicação daquele cancro, as quais vão ocorrer um pouco por todo o país. Aveiro entra nesta “luta” com a Caminhada Rosa, organizada por Susana Mesquita (responsável pelo Genesis, um Espaço de Saúde e Bem-Estar inaugurado em Junho), que conta com o apoio da Liga Portuguesa Contra o Cancro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;“A Caminhada Rosa é um passeio que propomos às mulheres e famílias, que começa no Cais da Fonte Nova e termina no jardim do Rossio. O grande objectivo é alertar a população feminina para a necessidade de fazer rastreios e apostar na detecção precoce do cancro da mama”, explica a terapeuta. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;No seu entender, além de se apostar pouco nos rastreios, nem sempre se valorizam os sinais de alerta que o corpo vai dando. “Sempre que repararem em algo esquisito, não fiquem indiferentes. Isso pode fazer toda a diferença”, frisou. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: Diário de Aveiro - Sandra Simões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E é verdade por isso mulheres tomem nota: O cancro da mama pode causar alterações físicas visíveis, que devem ser observadas com atenção:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qualquer alteração na mama ou no mamilo, quer no aspecto quer na palpação; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Qualquer nódulo ou espessamento na mama, perto da mama ou na zona da axila; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sensibilidade no mamilo; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alteração do tamanho ou forma da mama; &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Retracção do mamilo (mamilo virado para dentro da mama); &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pele da mama, aréola ou mamilo com aspecto escamoso, vermelho ou inchado; pode apresentar saliências ou reentrâncias, de modo a parecer "casca de laranja". &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Secreção ou perda de líquido pelo mamilo. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Apesar dos estados iniciais do cancro não causarem dor, se sentir dor na mama ou qualquer outro sintoma que não desapareça, deve consultar o médico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Na maioria das vezes, estes sintomas não estão associados a cancro, mas é importante ser vista pelo médico, para que qualquer problema possa ser diagnosticado e tratado atempadamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1kq3ZFwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mt6bICrJl54/s1600-h/ca_mama1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1kq3ZFwI/AAAAAAAAA0k/mt6bICrJl54/s320/ca_mama1.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Todos os dias morrem quatro a cinco mulheres devido a cancro da mama. Neste Dia Nacional de Prevenção, não é demais lembrar que a «chave para a resolução deste problema é o rastreio e a detecção precoce».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: TSF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1oPOCzAI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0k5kChKOZF8/s1600-h/Images%255Ccancromama.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuV1oPOCzAI/AAAAAAAAA0s/0k5kChKOZF8/s320/Images%255Ccancromama.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-2003950779998244668?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' 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vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz não é ter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;um céu sem tempestades,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;caminhos sem acidentes,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;trabalhos sem fadigas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;relacionamentos sem decepções.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;encontrar força no perdão,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;esperança nas batalhas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;segurança no palco do medo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;amor nos desencontros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz não é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;comemorar o sucesso,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mas aprender lições&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;nos fracassos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz não é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;apenas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ter júbilo nos aplausos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mas encontrar alegria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;no anonimato.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;reconhecer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;que vale a pena viver a vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;apesar de todos os desafios,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;incompreensões e períodos de crise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz não é&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;uma fatalidade do destino,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mas uma conquista de quem sabe viajar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;para dentro do seu próprio ser.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;deixar de ser vítima dos problemas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e&amp;nbsp; tornar-se um autor da própria história.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É atravessar desertos fora de si&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;e ser capaz de encontrar um oásis no recôndito da sua alma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É agradecer a Deus a cada manhã pelo milagre da vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;é não ter medo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;dos próprios sentimentos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É saber falar de si mesmo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter coragem para ouvir um “não”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter segurança para receber uma crítica,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mesmo que injusta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É beijar os filhos, curtir os pais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter momentos poéticos com os amigos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mesmo que eles nos magoem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;deixar viver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;a criança livre, alegre e simples&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;que mora dentro de cada um de nós.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter maturidade para falar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Eu errei”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter ousadia para dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Perdoe-me!”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter sensibilidade para expressar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Eu preciso de você”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É ter capacidade de dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Eu amo-te”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E, quando você errar o caminho,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;recomece tudo de novo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois assim você será cada vez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mais apaixonado pela vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E descobrirá que...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ser feliz não é &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ter uma vida perfeita.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas usar as lágrimas para irrigar a tolerância.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Usar as perdas para refinar a paciência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Usar as falhas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;para esculpir a serenidade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Usar a dor para lapidar o prazer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Usar os obstáculos para abrir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;as janelas da inteligência.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: Augusto Cury&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuH_FlmGrlI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_FjQ1gBUXm0/s1600-h/cartaz-2009.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuH_FlmGrlI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_FjQ1gBUXm0/s400/cartaz-2009.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Horário:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dia 30 Outubro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Inauguração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Oficial - 17h30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Abertura - 18h15&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dia 31 Outubro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10h00 às 22h00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dia 1 Novembro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;10h00 às 19h00&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div 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Ave'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuH_FlmGrlI/AAAAAAAAAzk/_FjQ1gBUXm0/s72-c/cartaz-2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6595227652370706539</id><published>2009-10-22T13:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T13:56:38.318+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Óh vai-te embora!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;STRESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Podemos definir o stress como uma a soma de respostas físicas e mentais causadas por determinados estímulos externos que permitem ao indivíduo (humano ou animal) superar determinadas exigências do meio ambiente e o desgaste físico e mental causado por esse processo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O stress pode ser causado pela ansiedade e pela depressão devido à mudança brusca no estilo de vida e a exposição a um determinado ambiente, que leva a pessoa a sentir um determinado tipo de angústia. Quando os sintomas de stress persistem por um longo intervalo de tempo, podem ocorrer sentimentos de evasão (ligados à ansiedade e depressão). Os nossos mecanismos de defesa passam a não responder de uma forma eficaz, aumentando assim a possibilidade de vir a ocorrer doenças, especialmente cardiovasculares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Embora apareça quase sempre associado a situações de desequilíbrio, o stress pode ser considerado positivo ou negativo. “Inicialmente é uma coisa saudável”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Temos assim dois tipos de stress o "positivo""e o negativo" poder-se-á dizer que está incorrecto afirmar que não sofremos de stress... pois ficamos em stress por exemplo se encontrarmos uma cobra... se as horas não custa a passar, se a fila do supermercado for grande, é nestas situações encontramos a capacidade de resposta ao facto de termos ou não stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma discussão pontual com um amigo para acertar ideias é um exemplo de stress positivo. Trata-se de algo que nos impulsiona na perseguição de objectivos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já o stress negativo é o oposto ele bloqueia-nos e consegue que não se atinja os objectivos aqui é o inicio de um desequilíbrio e a angústia e ansiedade são os sinónimos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu posso-vos dizer que sofro dos dois tipos de stress lol embora controlados como é óbvio mas aprendi a lidar com o stress de forma a não me ser prejudicial, pois cabe-nos a nós saber dosear e dizer basta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois o stress é contagioso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dicas:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Durmo bem, 6 a 7 horas (tranquilas) por dia e sempre que posso uma sesta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não permito que nada nem ninguém perturbem a minha opinião relativamente a mim mesma. (Falem mal mas falem de MIM!) "Preocupe-se mais com a sua consciência do que com sua reputação. Porque sua consciência é o que você é, e a sua reputação é o que os outros pensam de você. E o que os outros pensam, é problema deles."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bob Marley&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem tudo o que parece é! Há que reinterprete as situações, por vezes o que nos parece um drama, não é. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não me deixo ir a baixo, perante desafios, erros ou contratempos que me surjam. Vejo-os como novas experiências e enriquecedoras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Faço muito desporto apesar de ser redondinha! Caminhadas com amigas, corro muito com o meu cão e pratico também equitação, o exercício físico é sempre um óptimo anti-stress. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mantenho óptimas relações sociais e de AMIZADE. “ «São dois dos melhores antídotos contra o stress», revela o psicólogo Fernando Magalhães". E para mim muito, muito importantes sem sombra de dúvida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuBTtJvZElI/AAAAAAAAAzc/yZWsH1p3qew/s1600-h/STRESS.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuBTtJvZElI/AAAAAAAAAzc/yZWsH1p3qew/s400/STRESS.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fontes: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre; Saude no sapo e&amp;nbsp;My Mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-6595227652370706539?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6595227652370706539/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-vai-te-embora.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6595227652370706539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6595227652370706539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/oh-vai-te-embora.html' title='Óh vai-te embora!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SuBTtJvZElI/AAAAAAAAAzc/yZWsH1p3qew/s72-c/STRESS.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4476519091575868321</id><published>2009-10-21T14:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T14:18:07.509+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Será Possivel??</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A seguir vão os outros. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ainda havemos de ver o Carlos Cruz a apresentar de novo o UM, DOIS, TRÊS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;HUGO MARÇAL ... JUÍZ ... !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este processo das crianças vitimas&amp;nbsp; de crimes de pedofilia da Casa Pia&amp;nbsp;vai mesmo ficar em "águas de bacalhau".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É incrível a passividade do povo português face a este escândalo da pedofilia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tem que se fazer justiça !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Hugo Marçal está em vias de ser admitido a frequentar o curso de auditor de justiça do Centro de Estudos Judiciários.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O nome do arguido no processo de pedofilia da Casa Pia vem publicado no Diário da República de ontem, entre centenas de candidatos a frequentar a escola que forma os juízes portugueses.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas ao contrário dos outros, Hugo Marçal não vai prestar provas....pelo facto de ser doutor em Direito - grau académico que terá obtido em Espanha - esta por lei «isento da fase escrita e oral» e tem ainda «preferência sobre os restantes candidatos». Resultado: o advogado de Elvas está na prática à beira de ser seleccionado para o curso que formará a próxima geração de magistrados!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O nome de Hugo Manuel Marçal surge napágina 4961 do Diário da República, 2.ª série, com o número 802, na lista de candidatos a ingressar no CEJ. Se concluir o curso com aproveitamento e iniciar uma carreira nos tribunais - primeiro como auditor de justiça, depois... Como juiz de direito -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;*Marçal terá também o privilégio de não ser julgado num tribunal de primeira instância*.»&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AH, POIS É !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É O PAÍS QUE TEMOS !!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Fonte: mail de um desconhecido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-4476519091575868321?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4476519091575868321/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/sera-possivel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4476519091575868321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4476519091575868321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/sera-possivel.html' title='Será Possivel??'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-7014679104982652373</id><published>2009-10-20T16:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T08:52:45.583+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia Mundial Contra a Osteoporose</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A osteoporose é uma doença que torna os ossos mais finos e frágeis, e que por isso facilita o aparecimento de fracturas.Esta doença afecta, sobretudo, mulheres na menopausa e as pessoas idosas de ambos os sexos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É uma doença esquelética sistémica&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;(relativo a um sistema no seu conjunto)&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;que se caracteriza pela diminuição da massa óssea e por uma alteração da qualidade microestrutural do osso, levando a uma diminuição da resistência óssea e ao consequente aumento do risco de fracturas. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As fracturas mais frequentes ocorrem nas vértebras dorsais e lombares, na extremidade distal do rádio e no fémur proximal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sintomas &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fracturas com pequenos traumatismos (especialmente das vértebras, anca e punho) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Perda de altura superior a 2,5 cm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Aparecimento de corcunda ou ombros descaídos para a frente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Dor nas costas, súbita, intensa e inexplicável&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St25E-iAz4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rn5LjbsTop4/s1600-h/sintomas.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St25E-iAz4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rn5LjbsTop4/s200/sintomas.gif" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Recomenda-se que discuta a saúde dos seus ossos com o seu medico assistente tão cedo quanto possível e verifique se será necessário fazer uma medição da massa óssea. Se tem osteoporose o seu médico irá receitar-lhe medicamentos, que podem ser de vários géneros e ter finalidades diferentes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentos para aumentar a massa óssea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Suplementos de cálcio e vitamina D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Medicamentos para controlar a dor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Exercício físico e osteoporose&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mesmo que já tenha osteoporose ou tenha sofrido uma fractura deve fazer exercício físico e evitar ter uma vida muito sedentária. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O exercício vai ajudar a:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- manter a massa óssea e reduzir o risco de fractura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- melhorar a força muscular e permitir uma melhor postura &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- melhorar o equilíbrio e diminuir o risco de queda &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- reduzir as dores crónicas da coluna &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- prevenir ou diminuir as deformações da coluna provocadas pela osteoporose. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem todos os exercícios são bons para quem tem osteoporose e não deve começar qualquer programa sem falar com o seu médico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O exercício adequado para si vai depender da gravidade da sua osteoporose, da existência de outros problemas de saúde e da sua forma física.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Regra geral não deve fazer mais que três sessões de exercício por semana, com duração de 30 minutos cada uma.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma óptima actividade para quem tem problemas de equilíbrio é o Tai-Chi (Para quem não sabe, o Tai Chi Chuan é uma técnica da medicina chinesa de origem milenar Taoísta, que consiste em exercícios físicos de movimentos leves e suaves, garantindo ao praticante o equilíbrio entre corpo e a mente, ou seja, não só melhora a memória como ajuda no equilíbrio e no fortalecimento dos ossos.), uma forma muito suave de artes marciais, se já teve fracturas vertebrais, a natação e a hidroginástica &lt;em&gt;suave&lt;/em&gt; podem ser bons exercícios, uma vez que a impulsão da água reduz o esforço necessário, reduz a probabilidade de ter dor na execução e ajuda a melhorar a força muscular.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St3NstW12yI/AAAAAAAAAzM/APMYY2CJ-ug/s1600-h/IMG_1921.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St3NstW12yI/AAAAAAAAAzM/APMYY2CJ-ug/s200/IMG_1921.JPG" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St3NwKdQbpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/z8M5N9AhX2c/s1600-h/Tai_Chi_Chuan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; height: 152px; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; width: 200px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St3NwKdQbpI/AAAAAAAAAzU/z8M5N9AhX2c/s200/Tai_Chi_Chuan.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Fonte: APOROS - Associação Nacional contra a Osteoporose&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/145998792697719817-7014679104982652373?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7014679104982652373/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia-mundial-contra-osteoporose.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7014679104982652373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7014679104982652373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia-mundial-contra-osteoporose.html' title='Dia Mundial Contra a Osteoporose'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/St25E-iAz4I/AAAAAAAAAzE/rn5LjbsTop4/s72-c/sintomas.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-9132011166706626932</id><published>2009-10-20T10:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T11:03:56.948+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para Reflectir</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5394618818861084017%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="228" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" style="height: 228px; 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Após os 45 anos , muitos homens apresentam alguns sinais de hiperplasia benigna da próstate. É a glândula do sistema reprodutor masculino que aumenta de tamanho e, embora este seja um "mal menor", os sintomas podem ser muito semelhantes aos do cancro da próstata. Para tirar a prova dos nove, os especialistas aconselham todos os homens com mais de 50 anos a realizarem regularmente um check-up a fim de saberem qual o estado de saúde da sua próstata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Stxf4y94J_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/p9K36r4AklE/s1600-h/normal_j61-000-prostata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Stxf4y94J_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/p9K36r4AklE/s200/normal_j61-000-prostata.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxfztcBJ7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1Og7FzwbCMU/s1600-h/prostata.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxfztcBJ7I/AAAAAAAAAxU/1Og7FzwbCMU/s200/prostata.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O tratamento da hiperplasia benigna da próstata passa pela administração de medicamentos que reduzem o tamanho da glândula e facilitam a micção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por isso, meus senhores, toca a ir ao médico nem que seja por prevenção.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Origem: Notícias MagazineCom&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/145998792697719817-1611632028381958805?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1611632028381958805/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-para-homens.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1611632028381958805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1611632028381958805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/so-para-homens.html' title='Só para Homens'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Stxf4y94J_I/AAAAAAAAAxc/p9K36r4AklE/s72-c/normal_j61-000-prostata.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6402438087468790869</id><published>2009-10-19T13:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T13:27:58.119+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Surdo-Mudo ou Surdou ou Mudo???</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxXfqrbnMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/mkPaxzkBFmM/s1600-h/Triste-Silencio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxXfqrbnMI/AAAAAAAAAxM/mkPaxzkBFmM/s200/Triste-Silencio.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxXXwiYJkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4Hl1hpYdmF4/s1600-h/surdo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StxXXwiYJkI/AAAAAAAAAxE/4Hl1hpYdmF4/s200/surdo.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aqui há uns tempos surgiu uma pequena “discussão” sobre este assunto ao qual eu afirmei que não há Surdos/Mudos no entanto fui chamada de leiga e que&amp;nbsp;ficava mal ter 30 anos e não saber isto... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não temei porque não faz parte, do meu feitio quando certezas não tenho. No entanto e porque sou teimosa (LOLOLOL) e quando tenho duvidas tento esclarece-las pesquisei...:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“Surdo-mudo é, provavelmente a mais antiga e incorreta denominação atribuída ao Surdo, e ainda utilizada em certas áreas e divulgada nos meios de comunicação, principalmente televisão, jornais e rádio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O fato de uma pessoa ser surda não significa que ela seja muda. A mudez é uma outra deficiência, sem conexão com a surdez. São minorias os surdos que também são mudos. Fato é a total possibilidade de um surdo falar, através de exercícios fonoaudiológicos, aos quais chamamos de surdos oralizados. Também é possível um surdo nunca ter falado, sem que seja mudo, mas apenas por falta de exercício.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por esta razão, o surdo só será também mudo se, e somente se, for constatada clinicamente deficiência na sua oralização, impedindo-o de emitir sons.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Portanto, o termo surdo-mudo tem sido encarado pela cultura surda, como um erro social dado ao fato de que o surdo viveria num "silêncio" rotulado pela própria sociedade (por falta de conhecimento do real significado das duas palavras).”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Origem: Wikipédia, a enciclopédia livre (há e também é gratuita…)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;…mas ainda não contente com o resultado que obtive recorri a duas amigas que estão na “área” e pedi que me fornecessem mais informações.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ei-la:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;“olá minha cara Amiga!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tudo bem?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Espero q dentro dos conformes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em relação ao termo "surdo-mudo" este é sem dúvida uma forma errada de apelidar as pessoas surdas. Vergonha devia ter quem afirma isso como sendo um termo correcto, essas pessoas sim são terrivelmente leigas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quem perceber o mínimo de anatomia sabe que o aparelho fonológico, responsável pela fala, e o aparelho auditivo, responsável pela audição, são completamente distintos!! Deves explicar a essas pessoas q os surdos têm aparelho fonológico, alguns não o sabem utilizar pois nunca foram estimulados, e se lhes pedirem para gritar eles gritam, os mudos não gritam, e o tipo de sons que emitem assemelham-se a gemidos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pelo natal já sabes, ofereces a essas pessoas um dicionário e um livro de anatomia!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijinhos e abraços.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cristina Cardoso.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Assim sim, fiquei mais descansada e orgulhosa de mim mesma, pois não temos de ter vergonha quando não sabemos, vergonha sim deveríamos ter de quando afirmamos algo que não temos a certeza mas que para tentar humilhar alguém de tudo fazemos… até mesmo passar por incultas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E fiquei assim também com o conselho da oferta do dicionário e ou um livro de anatomia para ofertas no natal.&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/145998792697719817-6402438087468790869?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6402438087468790869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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QUIK no Instituo da Juventude</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthZMDzIvtI/AAAAAAAAAts/7u8qFeJIf0c/s1600-h/cartaz_quik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthZMDzIvtI/AAAAAAAAAts/7u8qFeJIf0c/s400/cartaz_quik.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu Afilhado LOLOLOL Zé Tó, mais conhecido por QUIK, é um dos nomes Aveirenses que começa a despontar na area do HIP-HOP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Na actuação de hoje Quik vai revelar canções com várias temáticas - amor, amizade e a eterna dialéctica entre a critica e o elogio. Vai ser acompanhado por MC e Soraya Guimarães (guitarra e voz).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por isso já sabem não se percam e venham ter ao Instituto da Juventude na rua das pombas em Aveiro às 21h30.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu estarei lá para ouvir e apoiar o meu "Afilhado" e dar-lhe a maior força&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthqTejEIdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qHJgSnkXO_A/s1600-h/a09754168aa7b60af7f85a9eec93e534.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthqTejEIdI/AAAAAAAAAt0/qHJgSnkXO_A/s200/a09754168aa7b60af7f85a9eec93e534.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthqbTyJjAI/AAAAAAAAAt8/WJFLLoG-Wtw/s1600-h/m_8213d64561ac551da245e992af82ab53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthqbTyJjAI/AAAAAAAAAt8/WJFLLoG-Wtw/s400/m_8213d64561ac551da245e992af82ab53.jpg" vr="true" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/145998792697719817-7096181814354996487?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7096181814354996487/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-hoje-quik-no-instituo-da-juventude.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7096181814354996487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7096181814354996487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/e-hoje-quik-no-instituo-da-juventude.html' title='É HOJE!! QUIK no Instituo da Juventude'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SthZMDzIvtI/AAAAAAAAAts/7u8qFeJIf0c/s72-c/cartaz_quik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4396135549816472471</id><published>2009-10-15T15:44:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T20:18:12.918+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Prometido é devido...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StckSrjXKSI/AAAAAAAAArk/9aSZvTsGCbg/s1600-h/NEXT.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StckSrjXKSI/AAAAAAAAArk/9aSZvTsGCbg/s400/NEXT.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;6ª Feira dia 25 de Setembro, dia normal de trabalho ao final da tarde uma sesta, banho e preparação do saco de viagem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Passei por casa de uma GRADE AMIGA para levar um "lero" de tanta conversa acabei por esquecer a hora do jantar, (para falar a verdade fiz de propósito ela cozinha bem para caraças) brincadeirinha. Aceitei sim o convide e não fiz desfeita e jantei lá com ela o marido e o filho, o meu sobrinho (emprestado) adorado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;21h30 era o combinado para ir buscar a Dolphinya à zona onde ela mora (que por motivos de segurança pessoal dos meus amigos não será mencionado) looolol (eles andem aí) regressa a Aveiro e aguardamos ansiosamente pela chegada do pessoal do Norte a Pipoquita o Trapi e o Nody que por acaso já nos tinham mandado sms a dizer que estavam para chegar. O reencontro foi bom pois são boas pessoas e bons amigos depois dos cumprimentos partimos em direcção a Sul...Almada confesso que já ia estoiradinha mas com uma vontade tão grande de chegar e ver o resto da FAMIILIA NEXT. Paramos algumas vezes pelo caminho e escusado será dizer que eu adormeci, eles alem de irem a gozar… e metiam-se comigo para que não dormisse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegamos! e a "Madrecita" Lagrima_doce estava a nossa espera cansadíssima mas "com tudo em cima" até jantar e bolo quentinho e fofiinho a sair do forno e caminhas feitas nos esperava ãhhhh. Depois de barriguinha cheia em todos os aspectos: comida, bebida, mimos, conversa lá acabámos por adormecer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Chegou o dia D 26 de Setembro levantamo-nos a hora do almoço (pois a noite foi longa) passeamos por Lisboa fomos até ao Cristo Rei apreciamos dois tónhos a perder 10€ para ver Lisboa lá do alto tiramos algumas fotografias e decidimos entretanto ir almoçar, entre conversas e sestas e musica e internet lá chegou a hora de nos impiriquitar-mos para o Jantar de Aniversário da Rádio Next e mudamos de novo de rota fomos de novo para Lisboa a hora do encontro foi pela maioria cumprindo, tirando a nossa querida ouvinte Kiduxa e acompanhantes, tal com o Sr. Arnus que se atrasaram quase uma hora... Mas o momento de loucura foi quando chegou o nosso Reynaldo Gianecchini (meu cunhado) claro está falo do Elrond tudo a querer tirar foto com ele impressionante teve até de tirar o blaser já estava a ficar suado e cansado, durante o jantar muita conversa e animação e tive até direito a uma prenda... há pois é verdade um dos os ouvintes o old_fire que esteve presente no jantar ofereceu-me um micro!! (Só mais um para a colecção!!!) porque muitas das vezes tem alguma dificuldade em ouvir-me fiquei contente é claro e lisonjeada também pela oferta.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Após o jantar seguimos para o Jardim do Tabaco, ora meus amigos... (deixei de fumar disse eu..) e levam-me logo para um lugar destes!!! Fomos para o Bar Musicais no Jardim do tabaco é um local bastante acolhedor e onde tinham imaginem só KARAOKE, olhem só para onde me foram levar... escusado será dizer que tive de cantar não é verdade... 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center;"&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/145998792697719817-1664653659756806467?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1664653659756806467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1664653659756806467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/contador.html' title='Contador...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' 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dia do meu aniversário recebi duas prendas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Uma delas como também referi foi o bilhete magico que me vai dar acesso a entrada no Pavilhão Atlântico na zona da plateia para poder assistir bem de perto (o Matt) a um excelente espectáculo e ouvir boa musica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E para vos provar que ele já cá canta (o bilhete (sim porque o Matt ainda não faz concertos a solo nem em private)) vou fazer um pouco de inveja aqueles que não deram corda aos sapatinhos para obter o bilhete mágico :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfFtqdVRI/AAAAAAAAAjY/31pG1Z8oE8E/s1600-h/IMG_2399.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfFtqdVRI/AAAAAAAAAjY/31pG1Z8oE8E/s200/IMG_2399.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfDL3HljI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2z2P4Jd2UWY/s1600-h/IMG_2398.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfDL3HljI/AAAAAAAAAjQ/2z2P4Jd2UWY/s200/IMG_2398.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E como se não basta-se a oferta desta magnifica prenda tive ainda direito ao seguro do bilhete!!! Sim porque ele há coisas do diabo e tudo pode acontecer, não é verdade :P LOLOLOL há grande Maria é assim mesmo um concerto deste não se pode perder por nada ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfID9aUqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rCws2Zhq7Us/s1600-h/IMG_2400.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPfID9aUqI/AAAAAAAAAjg/rCws2Zhq7Us/s400/IMG_2400.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Qual a minha surpresa hoje ao conversar com a Maria e ficar a saber que ainda havia 3 bilhetes por vender, sim eu disse 3!! Lembrei-me logo da minha "Irmã" Xiaoyu que também quer ir ver mas como sempre deixa tudo para o último da HORA E FICOU ARDER... e agora depois de uma troca de contactos e tal lá conseguimos e tem aqui também a oportunidade de se juntar a mim e a Maria.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lisboa, aí vamos nós!!! Xiaoyu prepara-te para a loucura total.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quanto a ti Maria desculpa mas já não te posso ouvir falar mais no (Matt) concerto... se o teu marido sonha ai ai nem quero ver, ficas com os sacos do LIDL a porta LOLOLOL. Mais uma vez te agradeço do fundo do coração pelo facto de teres lembrado de mim num dia tão especial e me tenhas oferecido um dos melhores presentes que já mais imaginária receber.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dia 29 EU VOU LÁ ESTAR!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPrBZ8TxuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DlyCTT9_QMc/s1600-h/muse_blackholes_big.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPrBZ8TxuI/AAAAAAAAAjw/DlyCTT9_QMc/s200/muse_blackholes_big.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPkvBXey3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/N7w06nSdXvw/s1600-h/projects-muse-resistance-tour-0.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPkvBXey3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/N7w06nSdXvw/s200/projects-muse-resistance-tour-0.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para quem vai viva a festarola e cervejolaaaaaaaaaaa, para quem não vai, temos pena chuchem no dedo do Matt :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPrxmpG8QI/AAAAAAAAAj4/BhgdAfnm4h4/s1600-h/muse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPrxmpG8QI/AAAAAAAAAj4/BhgdAfnm4h4/s400/muse.jpg" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-6249260785514686015?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6249260785514686015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6249260785514686015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/bilhete-magico.html' title='Bilhete Mágico'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPkvBXey3I/AAAAAAAAAjo/N7w06nSdXvw/s72-c/projects-muse-resistance-tour-0.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1777263317457626730</id><published>2009-10-13T02:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T02:33:45.186+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Juli&amp;Arte</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Como podem ver aqui pelas fotos o trabalho tem-se andado a fazer, aos poucos mas tem-se feito, ah pois é, pois é a exposição está a porta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPATgB0NsI/AAAAAAAAAiw/ZWXC3STQ9mg/s1600-h/Imagem337.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; 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margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tenho mais coisinhas feitas e bem bonitas e já prontas mas essas vão ficar no Segredo dos Deuses até a inauguração da exposição até lá vão ter de aguardar mais um pouquito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPApBEPFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/T67AIY1wR8E/s1600-h/Imagem338.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPApBEPFpI/AAAAAAAAAi4/T67AIY1wR8E/s320/Imagem338.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Relembro todos os meus amigos que mais próximo da data da realização da mesma fornecerei mais informações de dias em concreto horas e local, para o que tiverem interessados possam fazer uma visitinha ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s320/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;July&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/145998792697719817-1777263317457626730?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1777263317457626730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1777263317457626730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/juli.html' title='Juli&amp;Arte'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StPSjEzHm0I/AAAAAAAAAjI/emLoiOMxSWE/s72-c/img23.GIF' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1647556925124639200</id><published>2009-10-12T21:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T10:14:00.664+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pode Chorar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StOM62iTX9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/eaJ_2NzZ0Bo/s1600-h/1234022393.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StOM62iTX9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/eaJ_2NzZ0Bo/s400/1234022393.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quase que acabou com a minha vida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você me pôs num beco sem saída&lt;br /&gt;Por que fez isso comigo?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Me dediquei somente a você&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que eu podia eu tentei fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas não, não adiantou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você não sabe o que é amar&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Você não sabe o que é amor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Acha que é somente ficar, ficar, ficar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E se rolar rolou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não se maltrata o coração de quem não merece sofrer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não vou ficar na solidão de mão em mão assim como você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pode chorar, mas eu não volto pra você&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pode chorar, você não vai me convencer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pode chorar, você se lembra o quanto eu chorei por você?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnVG5P8hW28&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OnVG5P8hW28&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Alexandre Pires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Composição: Dogival Dantas&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/145998792697719817-1647556925124639200?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1647556925124639200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1647556925124639200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/pode-chorar.html' title='Pode Chorar...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/StOM62iTX9I/AAAAAAAAAiI/eaJ_2NzZ0Bo/s72-c/1234022393.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2781576191365679083</id><published>2009-10-09T11:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T11:34:56.180+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vá, vejam lá o que podem fazer por estes dois meninos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Meus amigos, colegas, conhecidos…&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Venho mais uma vez pedir-vos ajuda na divulgação, quiçá adopção, de dois dos meninos que se encontram na Associação Pravi – Núcleo de Aveiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Também vos quero informar que devido à vossa ajuda nestas divulgações, 3 dos nossos “meninos” (2 machos – Filipe e Luís, e 1 fêmea – Sandrinha, já adultos) foram adoptados!!!! Por isso, se faz favor, toca a continuar a ajudar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se quiserem podem também visitar o nosso Blog, pode ser que encontrem o animal dos vossos sonhos... dos sonhos dos vossos filhos... amigos... familiares... http://pravi-nucleo-aveiro.blogspot.com/ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este é o Tomé que encontrámos a vaguear em Esgueira. Achámos que era melhor levá-lo connosco, pois estaria protegido do canil e teria alimentação, só que ele outros machos mais velhos não gostam muito da presença dele, e por isso o pobre Tomé, ou está à solta e leva dos outros, ou está preso. Anda muito triste e por isso precisa urgentemente de ser adoptado, ou recolhido numa FAT (família de acolhimento temporária).&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss8QnoFDWXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HLv2Y-rxb4I/s1600-h/cao2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss8QnoFDWXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HLv2Y-rxb4I/s320/cao2.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este é o Feijão Frade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi para a Associação com dois irmãos, mas agora sobra ele! Era rechonchudo, pequenino e agora está um belo jovem, magro, com perninha alta e elegante, mas parece-me que demasiado triste. Dá-me ideia que os outros são capazes de não o deixar comer em paz... também é jovenzinho... poderá ser a mesma situação do Tomé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss8Q8Ijv49I/AAAAAAAAAiA/dg4e8HcO-KA/s1600-h/c%C3%A3o.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss8Q8Ijv49I/AAAAAAAAAiA/dg4e8HcO-KA/s320/c%C3%A3o.bmp" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-2781576191365679083?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2781576191365679083/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/va-vejam-la-o-que-podem-fazer-por-estes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2781576191365679083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2781576191365679083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/va-vejam-la-o-que-podem-fazer-por-estes.html' title='Vá, vejam lá o que podem fazer por estes dois meninos!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss8QnoFDWXI/AAAAAAAAAh4/HLv2Y-rxb4I/s72-c/cao2.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2385648055203011375</id><published>2009-10-09T01:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:54:32.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Éeee 6ª feiraaaaaaaaaaaaa, amanha não trabuco!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orkutei.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Orkutei.com.br" border="0" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/sexta/87.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-2385648055203011375?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2385648055203011375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/eeee-6-feiraaaaaaaaaaaaa-amanha-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2385648055203011375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2385648055203011375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/eeee-6-feiraaaaaaaaaaaaa-amanha-nao.html' title='Éeee 6ª feiraaaaaaaaaaaaa, amanha não trabuco!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/sexta/th_87.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8624312086608550034</id><published>2009-10-09T01:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T01:48:19.335+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dartacão, Dratacão e os três famosos Moscãoteiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss6AztmguPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qYRWuw6m6nU/s1600-h/return.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss6AztmguPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qYRWuw6m6nU/s320/return.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eram uma vez os três&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os famosos moscãoteiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do pequeno Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tão bons companheiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os melhores amigos são&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os três moscãoteiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando em aventuras vão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;São sempre os primeiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando eles vão combater&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já não há rival algum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O seu lema é um por todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E todos por um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O amor de Julieta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É o Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E ela é a predileta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Do seu coração&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Correndo grandes perigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Perseguem os bandidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;br /&gt;E os três moscãoteiros longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vão chegar&lt;br /&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;És tu e os teus amigos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Em jogos divertidos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Dartacão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vocês são moscãoteiros&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A lutar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nota:&lt;/strong&gt; Aos interessados em obter a musica é só pedir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Dartacão, Atos, Portos, Aramis, Senhor de Treville, Julieta, PomPom (o rato), Sr. Bonancieu, Cardeal Richilieu, Conde Rocheford , Widmer e Milady estas eram as personnagem deste desenhos animados que conta a trajetória de Dartacão, desde sua infância na Gasconha, França de depois quando vai para Paris para se tornar um mosqueteiro do Rei, e vive aventuras com seus amigos Athos, Portos e Aramis, conhecidos como os três mosqueteiros, além de um romance com Julieta a camareira da rainha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ai como me perdia no sofá... dois motivos para essa prisão, um pela animação em si e o outro... lolol, o outro por muito que não gostasse havia uma personagem com o meu nome e isso era esplêndido (LOLOLOL)&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/145998792697719817-8624312086608550034?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8624312086608550034/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/dartacao-dratacao-e-os-tres-famosos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8624312086608550034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8624312086608550034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/dartacao-dratacao-e-os-tres-famosos.html' title='Dartacão, Dratacão e os três famosos Moscãoteiros'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss6AztmguPI/AAAAAAAAAhw/qYRWuw6m6nU/s72-c/return.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-802250678998365129</id><published>2009-10-09T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T00:48:44.544+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já estou como o outro diz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss56PHbY3DI/AAAAAAAAAho/NRWTxVp8-0o/s1600-h/oHLEONILDE.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss56PHbY3DI/AAAAAAAAAho/NRWTxVp8-0o/s320/oHLEONILDE.jpg" /&gt;&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/145998792697719817-802250678998365129?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/802250678998365129/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ja-estou-como-o-outro-diz.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/802250678998365129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/802250678998365129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ja-estou-como-o-outro-diz.html' title='Já estou como o outro diz...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss56PHbY3DI/AAAAAAAAAho/NRWTxVp8-0o/s72-c/oHLEONILDE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5766332702624132672</id><published>2009-10-08T15:55:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T15:59:37.648+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda existem coisas que vale mesmo a pena divulgar :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss375JDDaMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HXsWfbaPCDE/s1600-h/Agua.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss375JDDaMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HXsWfbaPCDE/s400/Agua.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Arrancou esta semana em Portugal um projecto pioneiro de solidariedade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A água embalada Earth Water é o único produto no mundo com o selo do Alto-Comissariado das Nações Unidas para os Refugiados (ACNUR), revertendo os seus lucros a favor do programa de ajuda de água daquela instituição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A nível nacional, a Earth Water é um projecto que conta com a colaboração da Tetra Pak, do Continente, da Central Cervejas e Bebidas, da MSTF Partners, do Grupo GCI e da Fundação Luís Figo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com o preço de venda ao público (PVP) de 59 cêntimos, a embalagem de Earth &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Water diz no rótulo que «oferece 100% dos seus lucros mundiais ao programa de ajuda de água da ACNUR», apresentando, mais abaixo, o slogan «A água que vale água».&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Actualmente morrem 6 mil pessoas no mundo por dia por falta de água potável.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com 4 cêntimos, o ACNUR consegue fornecer água a um refugiado por um dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://earth-water.org/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos os dias morrem seis mil pessoas devido à falta de água potável e destas 80% são crianças. A cada 15 segundos morre uma criança devido a uma doença relacionada com a água.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com a criação da Earth Water pretende fazer-se a diferença e melhorar estas estatísticas assustadoras. Ao desenvolver o conceito "You Never Drink Alone" pretende-se criar solução para a falta de água mundial.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AJUDE! DIVULGUE!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/145998792697719817-5766332702624132672?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5766332702624132672/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ainda-existem-coisas-que-vale-mesmo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5766332702624132672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5766332702624132672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ainda-existem-coisas-que-vale-mesmo.html' title='Ainda existem coisas que vale mesmo a pena divulgar :)'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss375JDDaMI/AAAAAAAAAhg/HXsWfbaPCDE/s72-c/Agua.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2954849062749320312</id><published>2009-10-08T01:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T10:40:05.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Boa Noite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orkutei.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Orkutei.com.br" border="0" height="420" src="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/boanoite/346.gif" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Volto mais logo agora preciso mesmo de dormir... beijinhos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-2954849062749320312?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/2954849062749320312/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/boa-noite.html#comment-form' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2954849062749320312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2954849062749320312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/boa-noite.html' title='Boa Noite...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-5370466468874105653</id><published>2009-10-08T01:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T01:06:37.652+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ALFFFFFFFFF</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss0qXaQhLSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/sXwBXtWqjMs/s1600-h/11kyrls.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss0qXaQhLSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/sXwBXtWqjMs/s320/11kyrls.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ALF (Alien Life Form, "forma de vida alienígena") foi uma popular série de televisão norte-americana. Que foi exibida pela primeira vez&amp;nbsp;a 22 de Setembro de 1986, com direção de Peter Bonerz, e transmitida originalmente pela NBC entre 1986 e 1990. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foi lançada também no Brasil pela Rede Globo com o nome Alf, o ETeimoso, e em Portugal pelo Canal 1 da RTP, com o nome Alf, o Extraterrestre. (Wikipédia A Enciclopédia Livre).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com este extraterreste muito a frente e &amp;nbsp;fantástico passaram-se bons momento de risada em frente à TV ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_PT&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5390006420980847809%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_PT" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&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/145998792697719817-5370466468874105653?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/5370466468874105653/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/alfffffffff.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5370466468874105653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/5370466468874105653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/alfffffffff.html' title='ALFFFFFFFFF'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Ss0qXaQhLSI/AAAAAAAAAhU/sXwBXtWqjMs/s72-c/11kyrls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6946386313961085002</id><published>2009-10-06T23:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T23:34:35.776+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nova Exposição</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsvEMErSeHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ca6mhZ9SnX8/s1600-h/img23.GIF" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsvEMErSeHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ca6mhZ9SnX8/s400/img23.GIF" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;JULI&amp;amp;ARTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Caros amigos vêm aí uma nova exposição na qual eu estarei presente nos dias 30 e 31 de Outubro e 1 de Novembro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Gostaria de vos fornecer já mais informações mas devido a algumas aves de rapina, as mesmas só serão postadas mais perto da data da referida exposição.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estarei com outras artesãs, além de grandes amigas boas companheiras e isso é o mais vai importar o resto vem por acréscimo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vão estando atentos que eu darei notícias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Beijos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&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/145998792697719817-6946386313961085002?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6946386313961085002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/nova-exposicao.html#comment-form' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6946386313961085002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6946386313961085002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/nova-exposicao.html' title='Nova Exposição'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsvEMErSeHI/AAAAAAAAAgA/ca6mhZ9SnX8/s72-c/img23.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6782855248308728896</id><published>2009-10-06T19:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T12:28:57.055+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Concerto HIP-HOP - Não percas!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsuFhCWZfhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/V5F7Vo_sno8/s1600-h/cartaz+quik.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img $r="true" border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsuFhCWZfhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/V5F7Vo_sno8/s400/cartaz+quik.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Concerto de Hip hop no Instituto Português da Juventude dia 16 de Outubro as 21h30 em Aveiro. Vem apoiar o Quik!!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Eu vou lá estar tive um convite formal e como tal parecia muito mal que não fosse sei o que ele realmente vale por isso não vou perder esta oportunidade ;)&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/145998792697719817-6782855248308728896?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6782855248308728896/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/concerto-hip-hop-nao-percas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6782855248308728896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6782855248308728896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/concerto-hip-hop-nao-percas.html' title='Concerto HIP-HOP - Não percas!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsuFhCWZfhI/AAAAAAAAAf4/V5F7Vo_sno8/s72-c/cartaz+quik.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-3213932644905572868</id><published>2009-10-06T14:03:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T14:04:50.862+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Encontrei-o...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://orkutei.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Orkutei.com.br" border="0" src="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/anjos/69.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1ª Prova superada... Como vos disse, fui a procura do meu sucesso e não é que o encontrei! Verdade!! Nunca podemos deixar que nenhum limite tire de nós a ambição da auto-superação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não sou pessoa de desistir facilmente como vocês meus amigos sabem, mas tenho de vos contar que houve pelo menos 3 vezes que pensei em faze-lo pois como vos disse era difícil... não tinha era a noção de quão difícil era, mas a minha força interior e a coragem estiveram sempre comigo e fizeram-me ir cada minuto, cada hora sempre um pouco mais alem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Não há dúvida de que o principal responsável pela motivação na nossa vida, somos nós mesmo. Não devemos delegar essa tarefa para ninguém, por muita boa vontade que essa pessoa tenha. (Adoro-te Gilberto). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E eu posso dizer que com humildade, confiança e sacrifício eu venci, porque sei que uma grande viagem começa com um único passo tal como disse Lao Tsé e é bem verdade. Chorei, chorei muito mas a esperança que eu tinha estava cheia de confiança e isso é algo maravilhoso e muito belo, tinha comigo uma iluminação interior no meu coração e o meu motor era essa iluminação, a luz da direcção do meu destino. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Conforme disse H.W. Becher, é impossível avaliar a força que possuímos sem medir o tamanho do obstáculo que podemos vencer, nem o valor de uma acção sem sabermos o sacrifício que ela comporta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Eu posso-vos dizer que avaliei tudo a força, os obstáculos, as acções, os sacrifícios, a amizade, o companheirismo, a segurança, a motivação, a coragem, a humildade, a auto-superação e principalmente e acima de tudo o resto a FÉ!&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/145998792697719817-3213932644905572868?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/3213932644905572868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-prova-superada.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3213932644905572868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/3213932644905572868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/1-prova-superada.html' title='Encontrei-o...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-159486064739508917</id><published>2009-10-06T00:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T13:05:02.059+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Olá</title><content 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-159486064739508917?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/159486064739508917/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ola.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/159486064739508917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/159486064739508917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ola.html' title='Olá'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/oi/th_69.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1138549764768329894</id><published>2009-10-01T14:17:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:18:56.118+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Há que procurar por ele...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orkutei.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Orkutei.com.br" border="0" height="300" src="http://i300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/fimdesemana/340.gif" width="420" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: small;"&gt;Sim irei de fim de semana mais cedo, pois vou procurar o sucesso e como não sou pessoa de desistir facilmente vou lutar e arriscar com todas as minhas forças para o encontrar, sei que será uma etapa dificil mas que me trará beneficios, depois irei embarcar numa aventura com amigos no resto do fim de semana, volto na próxima terça-feira até lá, portem-se mal.... mas sempre com estilo :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-1138549764768329894?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1138549764768329894/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/ha-que-procurar-por-ele_01.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4709598609691949117</id><published>2009-10-01T14:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T14:13:52.883+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Diariamente!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Era uma vez uma cobra que começou a perseguir um pirilampo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Ele f&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ugia com medo da feroz predadora, mas a cobra não desistia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Um dia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;já sem forças, o pirilampo parou e disse à cobra: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Posso fazer três perguntas? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Podes. Não costumo abrir esse precedente, mas já que te vou comer, podes perguntar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Pertenço à tua cadeia alimentar? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Fiz-te algum mal? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Não. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Então porque é que me queres comer? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- PORQUE NÃO SUPORTO VER-TE BRILHAR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsSqRcGYqTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K9Nnlu0q7JM/s1600-h/cobra.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsSqRcGYqTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K9Nnlu0q7JM/s400/cobra.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E é assim... Diariamente, tropeçamos em cobras!&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/145998792697719817-4709598609691949117?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4709598609691949117/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/diariamente.html#comment-form' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4709598609691949117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4709598609691949117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/10/diariamente.html' title='Diariamente!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsSqRcGYqTI/AAAAAAAAAfw/K9Nnlu0q7JM/s72-c/cobra.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8733925182166226456</id><published>2009-10-01T00:25:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T00:25:26.141+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;style&gt;body { background: url(http://www.myspacechamp.com/backgrounds/flowers/flower_myspace_background_01.gif); }&lt;/style&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;''O alimento mais completo é o pênis, tem leite, carne, dois ovos e se comido com prazer, pode encher a barriga por uns 9 meses!''&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/145998792697719817-8709929168013127696?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8709929168013127696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/frase-da-semana.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8709929168013127696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/8709929168013127696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/frase-da-semana.html' title='Frase da Semana...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsMZRe1GiyI/AAAAAAAAAfI/XtfJZofmEsE/s72-c/fotobebe.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-7708045478859691424</id><published>2009-09-29T00:13:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T11:35:50.375+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tanto para contar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Realmente tenho imensas coisas para vos contar&amp;nbsp;e como me apetecia faze-lo já, &amp;nbsp;mas ainda me encontro a recuperar do fim-de-semana inesquecível que tive com os meus amigos onde alguns já considero (considerava) família e quanto mais o tempo passa mais certezas tenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E o trabalho começou apertar, tenho também de me concentrar noutras vertentes, claro está que não deixarei apenas a pontinha do véu levantada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Prometo que vou partilhar convosco tudo o que vivi neste fim-de-semana em Lisboa na comemoração do 1º aniversário da RÁDIO NEXT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E como tenho apenas uma palavra e ainda sou do tempo em que a palavra vale mais que muitos documentos escritos e assinados, e embora muita gente e até pessoas mais velhas não saibam o significado de: "Dou a minha palavra de honra"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://orkutei.com.br/"&gt;&lt;img alt="Orkutei.com.br" border="0" src="http://s300.photobucket.com/albums/nn24/orkutei/anjos/79.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&lt; strong=""&gt;&lt;/br&lt;&gt;&lt;/br&lt;&gt;&lt;//br&lt;&gt;&lt;/br&lt;&gt;&lt;//br&lt;&gt;&lt;/ br&lt;=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/br&lt;&gt;&lt;//br&lt;&gt;&lt;/ br&lt;=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ 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a=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&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/145998792697719817-7708045478859691424?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/7708045478859691424/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanto-para-contar.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7708045478859691424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/7708045478859691424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/tanto-para-contar.html' title='Tanto para contar'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4669918898573226625</id><published>2009-09-28T12:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:18:17.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sim, Voltei com muita Pica!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando estamos com os verdadeiros amigos aqueles que nos dão a mão mesmo quando estamos no fundo do poço e nos tiram de lá, a alma até se nos rejuvenesce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para relembrar mais bons velhos tempos vou-vos deixar aqui mais umas "pelingrafias" e agora adivinhem lá de quem???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois é.. muitos não se lembram dele nem em italiano nem em português eu recordo-me bem dos dois. Por muito que tivesse pedido nunca me ofereceram um... não sei porque era peluche não fazia mal a ninguém...:P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;TOPO GIGIO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Se és desta altura lembras-te que por volta de 1979 começou a passar em Portugal (tinha eu um ano...) num programa televisivo apresentado pelo Rui Guedes (falecido recentemente) que o acompanhava e cantava juntamente com cantando e tocando piano. Mas como sabem o Gigio é ratinho bem amoroso de um programa infantil, criado na Itália, em 1958, por Maria Perego.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5386461205845667297%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_BR" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Às crianças dou conselhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aos adultos dou lições&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;és o rei das multidões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sou rato da cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem do campo nem do espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;és um grande amigalhaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz-me lá, que tipo de rato és&lt;br /&gt;Só gosto de queijo, e vivo no sotão e é na televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(Força Gigio, força)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz-me tu, que tipo de homem és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Toco piano e sou teu amigo do fundo do coração....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ai mama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O meu sonho mais profundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É de ser como as vedetas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(É ,É!) É cantares como o sinatra&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;durante o show dos marretas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mas que rato mais curtido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Que no ecrã da Tv, deixa o país divertido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Diz-me lá que tipo de rato és&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Só gosto de queijo, e vivo no sotão e é na televisão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;(Força Gigio, força)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ok )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;diz-me tu, que tipo de homem és&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Toco piano e sou teu amigo do fundo do coração....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ai mama)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;é a nossa consciência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comparar-me com um rato&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;é pura coincidência&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;venho fazer recordar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;o que no mundo há de mal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Porque o mundo das crianças&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;é também nosso afinal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Às crianças dou conselhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aos adultos dou lições&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;és o rei das multidões&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não sou rato da cidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nem do campo nem do espaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Topo Gigio, Topo Gigio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;és um grande amigalhaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sou um grande amigalhaço&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(hehehehe hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Cantada por: Topo Gigio e alternando com o Rui Guedes que acompanhava também ao piano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-4669918898573226625?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4669918898573226625/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/sim-voltei-com-muita-pica.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4669918898573226625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4669918898573226625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/sim-voltei-com-muita-pica.html' title='Sim, Voltei com muita Pica!!!'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-8944907745804547035</id><published>2009-09-28T11:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T11:07:17.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Recado de um Amigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsCKcHAY0TI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6RYtRwM2ung/s1600-h/amizade-054.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SsCKcHAY0TI/AAAAAAAAAd4/6RYtRwM2ung/s320/amizade-054.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;"Olá moça de Aveiro, adorei ter esses dois dedinhos de prosa com você. Pena que já era tarde, ai em Portugal. Mas como continuo trabalhando, resolvi deixar um recadinho. Desejo-lhe sorte como empresária de bijuterias ( é como se fala por aqui = BIJUTERIAS ), bons fluidos no emprego, Paz e muita, mas muita sorte mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Para que os seus inimigos, não tenham olhos, nem mãos e nem tão pouco bocas para te desejar algum mal. Que o brilho das estrelas se confunda com o seu olhar. Como sou Metafísico, percebo que você tem a alma pura, repleta de desejos, sonhos e também tristeza. Mas nunca se esqueça: na vida tudo passa, tudo passará!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;E também quero lhe pedir para que nunca abandone os seus objectivos. Os seus ideais ainda se encontram um pouco confusos, dado a gama de propósitos que arrebatam o seu coração. As vezes, o excesso de informações e conhecimentos trazem muitas perturbações e confusões. Mas faz parte do jogo da vida, sermos os réus e juízes de nós mesmos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Resta-nos a definição de nossos atos e a escolha dos nossos caminhos. As vezes as frutas mais belas não são as mais saborosas. As vezes os olhos mais lindos, não reflectem o espelho da alma e também o dia mais lindo nem sempre consegue esconder uma tempestade vindoura. Temos que nos adaptar sempre as fases da lua e contemplar o sol, como se fosse a ultima vez que o vimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;As flores são frágeis como a Natureza, pois elas mostram a beleza que deve ser apreciada e contemplada. Mas quando não se tem flores, começa a formação de deserto. Quando não se tem Paz, começam as tempestades e quando não se tem equilíbrio, começam as duvidas. Por isso devemos caminhar lado a lado com a Sabedoria, pois ela nos ensina a ter paciência e compreensão. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Os motivos para estarmos aqui e sermos como somos, só o céu tem a resposta. A realidade as vezes se confunde com decepção. Mas não podemos fazer disso um tópico para sentirmos pena de nós mesmos. A vida é bela, mas tem o seu lado cruel (ela é a nossa inquisidora). As pessoas são amigas, mas nos decepcionam frequentemente. Os parentes confundem os nossos dons e aptidões com inveja e as mulheres por serem intuitivas, na maioria das vezes não guardam segredo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Por isso lhe peço, seja Psicóloga, diplomata e use os "eus" Freudianos, para montar uma estrutura de personalidades ajustadas ao seu carácter (que eu sei que é muito: justo, leal e belo). E nunca se esqueça: o segredo quando passa de duas pessoas, se descaracteriza. Por isso digo-lhe, para confiar em alguém, confie em você mesma primeiro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Seja sua maior fã, seja a sua maior admiradora, assim você estará ensinando as pessoas a lhe amar. Nunca desanime ou fique mais triste do que já está, reaja, lute e siga sempre o seu coração (ele é o seu maior conselheiro). Nuca reclame de um amor ou algo perdido!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Reflicta, analise e pense: "não tenho tudo que amo, mas amo tudo que tenho" - Nunca se esqueça, lindinha: que independente de sonhos, objectivos e ideais, na vida, realmente só se pode ter uma meta: A FELICIDADE! - (e é o que você mais precisa e o que lhe desejo do fundo do coração) – beijos e que Deus ilume os seus paços com a luz vinda dos Anjos! - Cheers"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Citado por: Dr.º Giulio Romeo&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/145998792697719817-8944907745804547035?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/8944907745804547035/comments/default' 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href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/clique-aqui-para-mais-glitters-gifs.html' title='Fui de Fim-de-semana...'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1531804812321649714</id><published>2009-09-25T16:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T16:04:30.510+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitío do Picapau Amarelo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrzTRcVXu_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/n-pLuVESILo/s1600-h/logo_sitio.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrzTRcVXu_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/n-pLuVESILo/s400/logo_sitio.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje deu-me para estas coisas... Relembrar como passava as minhas tardes quando era criança e como ainda tenho essa criança dentro de mim é com grande carinho que vou colocando aqui estes post's que me levam a viajar num passado muito FELIZ onde tudo era mágico.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Passado esse que não volta porque os tempos vão mudando só pode ficar a lembrança de ser criança e a naturalidade que era gostar de ver televisão, correr, brincar, não nos preocupar-mos com o dia seguinte, criar um mundo só nosso (eu ainda crio esse mundo), sem defeitos, com muitos AMIGOS e muitos animais de estimação, levantar tarde ou cedo, bezuntar a cara ao comer chocolate ou a comer chupa-chupas, tirar “macacos” do nariz ou limpar o ranho (para os mais sensíveis o muco nasal) na manga da camisola sem nos importar-mos com isso e ainda rir, rir alto, cantar, e fazer palhaçadas e fazer caretas e travessuras sem maldade e mesmo assim ainda ver o céu sempre azul.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Comecei a ver o Sitio do Picapau Amarelo no ando de 1981 se a memoria não me atraiçoa, dava aos sábados de manha e lá estava eu com o meu pão com marmelada agarrada a televisão pois nesta série com no meu mundo as personagens viviam histórias mágicas: Emília, Narizinho, Pedrinho, Marquês de Rabicó, Conselheiro, Quindim, Visconde de Sabugosa, Dona Benta, Tia Nastácia, Tio Barnabé, Cuca, Saci, entre outros que já não me recordo, passavam o tempo todo no Sitío que pertencia a avó do Pedro e da Narizinho , que foi baptizado com o nome de Picapau Amarelo, (um Sítio mágico) de onde vem o título da série.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5385380755045177713%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_BR" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Este era o meu &lt;strong&gt;Sitio do Picapau Amarelo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Marmelada de banana, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;bananada de goiaba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Goiabada de marmelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Boneca de pano é gente, sabugo de milho é gente&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;O sol nascente é tão belo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Rios de prata, pirata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Vôo sideral na mata, universo paralelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;No país da fantasia, num estado de euforia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Cidade polichinelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sítio do Pica-Pau amarelo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Composição: Gilberto Gil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;Nota: Aos interessados em obter a musica é só pedir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/145998792697719817-1531804812321649714?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1531804812321649714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/sitio-do-picapau-amarelo.html#comment-form' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1531804812321649714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1531804812321649714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/sitio-do-picapau-amarelo.html' title='Sitío do Picapau Amarelo'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrzTRcVXu_I/AAAAAAAAAdw/n-pLuVESILo/s72-c/logo_sitio.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1229552122127092905</id><published>2009-09-25T13:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T13:25:44.682+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estou imparável</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrymVV292lI/AAAAAAAAAbg/H7C-6hVmjFE/s1600-h/Marretas.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrymVV292lI/AAAAAAAAAbg/H7C-6hVmjFE/s400/Marretas.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;The Muppet Show que em português eram nem mais nem menos que Os Marretas era um programa infantil mas visto por gente de muitas idades, produzido por Jim Henson e pela sua equipa entre 1976 a 1981.&lt;br /&gt;Tinha personagens hilariantes tais como: Cocas, o Sapo • Urso Fozzie • Rowlf • Gonzo • Scooter • Droop • Miss Piggy • Robin • Baskerville • Sweetums • Dr. Bunsen Honeydew • Beaker • George, o Zelador • Rizzo • Statler e Waldorf • Cozinheiro Sueco • Dr. Dentuço • Floyd Pepper • Zoot • Capitão Link Hogthrob • Dr. Julius Strangepork • Johnny Fiama • Sal Minella • Nigel • Eugene • Bobo, o Urso • Brewster • Mildred Huxtetter • Crazy Harry • Morgan Bobalhão • Bubba • Muppy, mas claro está os meus perferidos eram o Cocas a Miss Piggy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;embed 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style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E quem são aqueles que ainda se lembram da famosa musica Mahna Mahna, Mahna Mahna ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mahna Mahna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mahna mahna&lt;br /&gt;(ba dee bedebe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mahna mahna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ba debe dee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mahna mahna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ba dee bedebe badebe badebe dee dee de-de de-de-de)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(repeats)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mah mama na mahna mah namwomp mwomp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;ma mo mo mana mo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mahna mahna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ba dee bedebe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;mahna mahna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ba debe dee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mahna Mahna!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(ba dee bedebe bedebe badebe debe de-de de-de-de)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;(long pause)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;...mahna mahna?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A canção foi escrita por Piero Umiliani e é 1969&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynjIoymWHvU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ynjIoymWHvU&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/145998792697719817-1229552122127092905?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1229552122127092905/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/estou-imparavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1229552122127092905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1229552122127092905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/estou-imparavel.html' title='Estou imparável'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrymVV292lI/AAAAAAAAAbg/H7C-6hVmjFE/s72-c/Marretas.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4989102815720582442</id><published>2009-09-25T11:37:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T11:42:27.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Nostalgia... Ora espreitem ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SryYz-SMR3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XH0MRvNWMWM/s1600-h/Pink-panther-pic.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SryYz-SMR3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XH0MRvNWMWM/s400/Pink-panther-pic.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois é Amigos além da Abelha Maia eu tinha outros desenhos animados que me fascinavam imenso e vou partilha-los todos com vocês e com todos aqueles que parecem estar atentos e que dão muita importância aos meus post's (cof cof).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Pantera Cor-de-Rosa é uma pantera fictícia que em 1963, iniciou com abertura do filme The Pink Panther.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mas teve um sucesso tão grande que acabaram por produzir uma série de desenhos animados, aos quais eu também não perdia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Estas animações eram acompanhadas pela famosa música de Henry Mancini e Waltel Branco, The Pink Panther Theme. O desenho foi produzido pelo estúdio de animação americano DePatie-Freleng Enterprises, de 1964 a 1980.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A todos aqueles que estejam interessados na referida musica não se acanhem pois é só pedir e eu enviarei.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Informo ainda que como tantas outras pessoas, e até porque por muita boa memória que tenha (há coisas que ficam na dúvida) e para não errar procuro (isto é o que normalmente uma pessoa com bom senso faz..)então como é obvio recorri ao motor de busca para encontrar algumas informações e datas bem como imagens, pois o meu cérebro por muito bem que funcione ainda não consegue passa-las para o blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Espero presentear-vos com mais umas belas imagens e lembranças com este humilde post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.pt&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.pt%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5385348072871655841%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_BR" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.pt/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clickut.com.br/pantera_cor_de_rosa/2311.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://s277.photobucket.com/albums/kk66/bmbraga/clickut/clickut2/pantera_cor_de_rosa_2311.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/145998792697719817-4989102815720582442?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4989102815720582442/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/mais-nostalgia-ora-espreitem.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4989102815720582442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4989102815720582442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/mais-nostalgia-ora-espreitem.html' title='Mais Nostalgia... Ora espreitem ;)'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SryYz-SMR3I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/XH0MRvNWMWM/s72-c/Pink-panther-pic.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1672116442680442951</id><published>2009-09-23T21:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T11:00:35.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Santa Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrqGbBGRe_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AVFS2QdppvA/s1600-h/untitled6.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrqGbBGRe_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AVFS2QdppvA/s400/untitled6.bmp" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Lá num país cheio de cor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nasceu um dia uma abelha, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Bem conhecida p'la amizade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pela alegria e p'la bondade.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Todos lhe chamam a pequena abelha Maia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fresca, bela, doce abelha Maia. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia voa sem parar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No seu mundo sem maldade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não há tristeza para a nossa abelha Maia, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tão feliz e doce, abelha Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia, eu quero-te aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia (Maia), Maia (Maia), Maia vem fala-nos de ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Numa manhã ao passear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Vi uma abelha numa flor, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E ao sentir que me olhou &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Com os seus olhitos de cor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E esta abelha era a nossa amiga Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Fresca, bela, doce abelha Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia voa sem parar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No seu mundo sem maldade &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Não há tristeza para a nossa abelha Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Tão feliz e doce, abelha Maia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia, eu quero-te aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia (Maia), Maia (Maia), Maia vem fala-nos de ti &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia, eu quero-te aqui &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Maia (Maia), Maia (Maia), Maia vem fala-nos de ti&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Compositor:&lt;/strong&gt; Karel Svoboda, interpretado em português pela Fernanda de Sousa e To Zé Brito.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;"Maia é uma simpática e curiosa abelha que, deixando a sua colmeia quando esta vivia momentos de crise, e contra a opinião e conselhos dos mais velhos, parte à descoberta de outros sítios e novas aventuras, fazendo novos amigos, como o pequeno Willi e o gafanhoto Flip. Pelo meio Maia vai fazendo todo um percurso e aprendizagem de vida de insecto, com os erros e asneiras próprias da idade de criança até se tornar num ser experiente e mais ponderado. Afinal de contas o percurso de qualquer ser humano. Mais tarde a pequena abelha ajuda a sua antiga comunidade a salvar-se de um plano de ataque das inimigas vespas e assim volta a merecer o carinho, amizade e respeito da colmeia natal sendo perdoada e bem acolhida."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Citado por:&lt;/strong&gt; Santa Nostalgia Blogsopt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5384761872668704273%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_BR" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ embed=""&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/&gt;&lt;//&gt;&lt;/ 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Nostalgia'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrqGbBGRe_I/AAAAAAAAAZg/AVFS2QdppvA/s72-c/untitled6.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-2174411610670014873</id><published>2009-09-23T15:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T15:10:32.360+01:00</updated><title type='text'>É velhinha, mas eu gosto :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrosIAL-c5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/WRUwkKNafSs/s1600-h/image007%5B1%5D.jpg" 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/2174411610670014873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/e-velhinha-mas-eu-gosto.html' title='É velhinha, mas eu gosto :)'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrosIAL-c5I/AAAAAAAAAX8/WRUwkKNafSs/s72-c/image007%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4148059009406665648</id><published>2009-09-23T14:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:55:49.215+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A Mentira e a Verdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrojZtmAEEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9Lbt89Fu1SU/s1600-h/mentira.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrojZtmAEEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9Lbt89Fu1SU/s320/mentira.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Neste mundo actual, a Verdade está a ser banida por planos rastejantes e, desgastando-se por caminhos tortuosos e pavimentados pela lama da Mentira abjecta e ofuscante de benesses defeitos, o que, mais onera os interessados, do que, lhes proporcionam vantagens reais. Os caminhos da Mentira são alamedas esplêndidas de brilhos convidativos e alastrantes.&lt;br /&gt;Gota a gota, a Verdade se mistura nos percalços da Mentira maldosa sem, no entanto, nada dela assimilar, apenas, esperando o ressurgir do acúmulo de suas gotas! Ainda espalhadas no jorrar da Mentira, intensa e sumptuosamente oferecida, aos pusilânimes e incautos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;A Mentira é avalista voluntária de toda a falsidade ao seu derredor, enquanto a Verdade, ainda em gotejo fica, temporariamente, sufocada. Ambas ficam nos meandros da vida, misturadas ao Ser que as aglutina, sendo, portanto, a Mentira aceita e a Verdade... Omitida! Com a aparência vã sobrepondo e dominando o cerne da humanidade descrente de valores morais, a mentira em combate de longa duração vem, momentaneamente, vencendo a verdade pura e cristalina, deste modo, ainda escura. O egoísmo e o orgulho, agregados aos Seres humanos venais, fazem o centro da mentira a sua guia e, da Verdade, um seguidor escravo do que a Mentira lhe revela nos seus ouvidos de imprevidente. A Calúnia acompanha a Mentira, coligada com a difamação, massacrando a honra e, deixando-a em nichos, todavia, ao lado da Verdade latente, medrando nos rodas-pé. Sei que não escapo da Mentira e das calunias e, apesar de trazer comigo a Verdade Iinsofismável e pura aos jorros e borbotões, pela união das suas gotas, acabarei no Calvário (mas por pouco tempo), por vontade própria, e comprovando que devemos ir ao máximo do sacrifício para a união de tudo o que podemos provar de todas as “gotas da Verdade” que tenhamos no nosso coração e posse de informações adquiridas, não importa que Elas sejam forçadas e pisoteadas pela Mentira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Como diz o mestre Sebastião António Baracho: " A Verdade é um oceano de pureza e, a Mentira não o envolverá por ser uma vil defecção desencapada e propelida em direção do Abismo, pelo nosso Salvador e Guardião do Bem sem a junção do Mal, …”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;(Texto de Giulio Romeo, Adaptado a uma situação 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/145998792697719817-4148059009406665648?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4148059009406665648/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/mentira-e-verdade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4148059009406665648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4148059009406665648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/mentira-e-verdade.html' title='A Mentira e a Verdade'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrojZtmAEEI/AAAAAAAAAX0/9Lbt89Fu1SU/s72-c/mentira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-1236841893113520995</id><published>2009-09-22T13:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T13:54:01.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda há quem reconheça o nosso trabalho ;)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrjIzBp2IMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iAlXLPbP95A/s1600-h/centro+de+Azurva.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrjIzBp2IMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iAlXLPbP95A/s400/centro+de+Azurva.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Sábado , 28 de Junho 2008&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;1º Mini Campo de Férias para Idosos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;PARTICIPAÇÃO foi a palavra de ordem!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os idosos do Centro Social de Azurva sentem-se uns "felizardos", dado terem participado no animado Mini-Campo de Férias para idosos do Projecto "FelizIdade" nos dias 24, 25 e 26 de Junho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Foram 3 dias inteiros de intensas actividades que deixaram o nosso grupo de dezassete participantes cansado, mas muito satisfeito e realizado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A média de idade dos participantes no Mini-Campo foi de 80 anos, mas essas coisas da idade não contam quando toca a diversão e não há obstáculos que não se ultrapassem por um bom motivo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Este projecto da Autarquia levou 124 idosos de diversas freguesias a participar no primeiro Mini-Campo de Férias. Os nossos colegas na iniciativa foram:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Junta de Freguesia da Glória - 8 participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Junta de Freguesia de Cacia - 35 participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Junta de Freguesia de Eirol - 30 participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Junta de Freguesia de São Bernardo - 28 participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;- Junta de Freguesia de Santa Joana - 6 participantes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Centro Social de Azurva foi a única IPSS que participou nesta actividade da Autarquia e representou a Freguesia de Eixo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Esta iniciativa colocou ao dispor de todos algumas actividades "inovadoras" ou nunca antes praticadas, que deixaram o "bichinho" no nosso grupo para continuar a experimentar, como é o caso do yoga, do hipismo, do bugapaper e mesmo da hidroginastica, desconhecida para alguns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Sr. Manuel Ribeiro de 87 anos dizia: "A nossa equipa (bugapaper) ganhou e eu trouxe dois relógios de pulso para casa!..mas quando foi a prova de cantar, quem salvou a honra da equipa foi a Nancy, porque nós parecíamos canas rachadas!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;O Sr. António Magalhães que conta já com 85 anos não se conforma de ter entrado tão tardiamente para as actividades de animação do Centro e passou os dias a dizer:"Ora, se eu sabia que isto era assim já cá andava há muito tempo! ...costuma-se dizer que "depois de experimentar e saber que é bom, não se quer outra coisa!""&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E no último dia, este idoso cheio de "juventude acumulada" partilhava com os colegas que já não se lembrava de dormir uma noite seguida sem acordar, e sem andar às voltas na cama e que até para isso as actividades serviam, para o deixar cansado a ponto de não se lembrar de pousar a cabeça na almofada. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Podemos dizer que além das actividades colocadas ao dispor de todos, o melhor que retemos é o ambiente de amizade e de camaradagem entre os vários grupos que foi crescendo ao longo dos dias e deixou amizades para muito tempo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os dias foram quentes em temperatura, em convívio e boa disposição e já há quem pergunte se vai haver outro campo de férias para o ano que vem. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A organização desta iniciativa está de parabéns, bem como toda a Autarquia, mas o nosso grande "muito obrigado" vai para a menina Paula Santos da Divisão de Desporto, que esteve na organização e com a sua presença diária permitiu que tudo corresse tão bem e de uma forma tão organizada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;hl=pt_BR&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2FJulliarte%2Falbumid%2F5384269037700962017%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Dpt_BR" height="192" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="288" /&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;//embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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/145998792697719817-1236841893113520995?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/1236841893113520995/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/ainda-ha-quem-reconheca-o-nosso.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1236841893113520995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/1236841893113520995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/ainda-ha-quem-reconheca-o-nosso.html' title='Ainda há quem reconheça o nosso trabalho ;)'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrjIzBp2IMI/AAAAAAAAAXM/iAlXLPbP95A/s72-c/centro+de+Azurva.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4830410161994616243</id><published>2009-09-21T21:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:02:36.427+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Continuação... Festa da Nossa Senhora dos Navegantes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrfdjET5CfI/AAAAAAAAASg/ab3vNoHjNRQ/s1600-h/HPIM3000.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrfdjET5CfI/AAAAAAAAASg/ab3vNoHjNRQ/s320/HPIM3000.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;As minhas "BIJUTARIAS"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pois é assim meus caros AMIGOS...como sabem esta festa tinha a duração de dois dias o 1º acabou tardiamente e com muita, muita animação e boa disposição no final ouvindo os XUTOS como vos informei, o 2º também não correu nada mal, então de “tenda armada…” desde sábado ali estive eu na companhia bem agradável da Ruças, ela que tal como eu faz artesanato em “Trapos” peças bem bonitas, originais, úteis e acessíveis a qualquer bolsa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aproveito este POST para deixar aqui um agradecimento pelo convite na participação da festa bem como do fantástico almoço, hummm aquela Carne de Porco Alentejana estava divinal  Parabéns ao Cozinheiro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E fiquem atentos porque vem aí muitas novidades!! Ah pois é!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreR0csOvkI/AAAAAAAAASE/354_stSVbxQ/s1600-h/HPIM2999.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreR0csOvkI/AAAAAAAAASE/354_stSVbxQ/s320/HPIM2999.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreO0srFiVI/AAAAAAAAARs/LWMpQzBqLKM/s1600-h/HPIM2996.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreO0srFiVI/AAAAAAAAARs/LWMpQzBqLKM/s320/HPIM2996.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreQS5XWs2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rTQuaA2ZZJo/s1600-h/HPIM2998.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SreQS5XWs2I/AAAAAAAAAR8/rTQuaA2ZZJo/s320/HPIM2998.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Eu na nossa &lt;em&gt;tenda, armada&lt;/em&gt; (em importante lolol)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Srfd3m823CI/AAAAAAAAASo/Dc_9t_0TMz8/s1600-h/HPIM3007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/Srfd3m823CI/AAAAAAAAASo/Dc_9t_0TMz8/s200/HPIM3007.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrfesvGxRRI/AAAAAAAAASw/LVkcxhB8fD0/s1600-h/HPIM3008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrfesvGxRRI/AAAAAAAAASw/LVkcxhB8fD0/s200/HPIM3008.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Houve tempo para tudo!! Para trabalhar, para conversar, para a paródia e claro está fazer também negocio ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrffdhkrCmI/AAAAAAAAATA/FU2CSsn9BPw/s1600-h/HPIM3010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrffdhkrCmI/AAAAAAAAATA/FU2CSsn9BPw/s320/HPIM3010.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Os Amigos que nos presentearam com uma visita e as meninas do Rancho que também não perderam a oportunidade de se juntar a nós para confraternizar.&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/145998792697719817-4830410161994616243?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4830410161994616243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/continuacao-festa-da-nossa-senhora-dos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4830410161994616243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4830410161994616243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/continuacao-festa-da-nossa-senhora-dos.html' title='Continuação... Festa da Nossa Senhora dos Navegantes'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrfdjET5CfI/AAAAAAAAASg/ab3vNoHjNRQ/s72-c/HPIM3000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-6094963500644692590</id><published>2009-09-20T02:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:48:53.138+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Futebol Clube do Porto está imparável</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWIPCt-iKI/AAAAAAAAARc/s_EIndVJw0A/s1600-h/FCP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWIPCt-iKI/AAAAAAAAARc/s_EIndVJw0A/s200/FCP.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWIVwh5i8I/AAAAAAAAARk/cAFwTn7DZvU/s1600-h/scbraga.png" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWIVwh5i8I/AAAAAAAAARk/cAFwTn7DZvU/s200/scbraga.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;É preciso muita Paciencia mas Domingos demostrou hoje que quando se quer e trabalha para tal, tudo é possivel!! Esta noite,&amp;nbsp;foi/ ficou lider&amp;nbsp;do campeonato ao vencer o tetracampeão nacional FC Porto com um golo extraordinário de Alan ao minuto 68, no Estádio AXA em Braga.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Já Jesualdo Ferreira diz que a equipa estava inrreconhecivel... ora quando o próprio&amp;nbsp;treinador não sabe com que joga é mau...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Quando abrirem as candidaturas para novos treinadores avisem, eu envio o curriculum, cof cof.&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/145998792697719817-6094963500644692590?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/6094963500644692590/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/futebol-clube-do-porto-esta-imparavel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6094963500644692590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/6094963500644692590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/futebol-clube-do-porto-esta-imparavel.html' title='Futebol Clube do Porto está imparável'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWIPCt-iKI/AAAAAAAAARc/s_EIndVJw0A/s72-c/FCP.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4493769197017580436</id><published>2009-09-20T02:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T02:28:31.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Armar-se aos Cágados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWEjGzsPfI/AAAAAAAAARE/6aFHKW5HIqI/s1600-h/imagem_palhaco.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWEjGzsPfI/AAAAAAAAARE/6aFHKW5HIqI/s320/imagem_palhaco.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Armar-se aos cágados é uma expressão portuguesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;categoria:&lt;/strong&gt; expressão conjugável com o verbo armar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Utilização:&lt;/strong&gt; rara, mas cometida por muito gente que tem a mania....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Significado:&lt;/strong&gt; Armar-se em esperto, portar-se como se fosse superior quando&amp;nbsp;na verdade&amp;nbsp;não é.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Resultado:&lt;/strong&gt; Dá sempre raía (LOLOLOL) depois não vale a pena chorar sobre o leite derramado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/145998792697719817-4493769197017580436?l=julliarte.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/feeds/4493769197017580436/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/armar-se-aos-cagados.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4493769197017580436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/145998792697719817/posts/default/4493769197017580436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://julliarte.blogspot.com/2009/09/armar-se-aos-cagados.html' title='Armar-se aos Cágados'/><author><name>Juli&amp;amp;Arte</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05060735443328884140</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='29' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SqQc1Gim32I/AAAAAAAAAAU/MkyTKcfMMeI/S220/img23.GIF'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWEjGzsPfI/AAAAAAAAARE/6aFHKW5HIqI/s72-c/imagem_palhaco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-145998792697719817.post-4508825633858669135</id><published>2009-09-20T02:16:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T22:03:55.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Festa da Nossa Senhora dos Navegantes 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;A Senhora dos Navegantes, é a santa que os nossos pescadores e mareantes tanto veneraram já desde os tempos dos nossos avós, não deixará, contudo, com a sua ternura de Mãe, de velar por quantos sulcam as águas do mar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Celebra-se a sua festa na última segunda-feira de Setembro com enorme concorrência de forasteiros das Gafanhas, de Ílhavo e Aveiro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Por ser uma festa e também um convívio de AMIGOS fui convidada para estar presente nestes dois dias e ter ainda a oportunidade de mostrar as minhas peças (simples) de artesanato, com muito gosto e orgulho aceitei até porque é um sinal que o meu trabalho foi visto e mereceu interesse por parte de quem faz parte da organização.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Deixo-vos aqui um pouco tardiamente esta noticia, mas mais vale tarde do que nunca, não é verdade? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Programa para a Festa em Honra de Nossa Senhora dos Navegantes 2009, a realizar nos dias 19 e 20 de Setembro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;No sábado, pelas 21 horas, será celebrada no Stella Maris uma Eucaristia de acção de graças por todos aqueles que, sobre as águas do mar e da ria, labutam para ganhar o sustento das suas famílias. O arraial decorre no Forte da Barra com a presença do Conjunto Sequência. (Verdadeira animação... então quanto tocaram XUTOS&amp;amp;PONTAPÉS foi o delírio lololol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Hoje, pelas 11 horas, haverá a recepção dos grupos e ranchos que participam no Festival de Folclore. Às 12 horas haverá almoço convívio nas instalações da APA e pelas 14 horas terá início a procissão de Nossa Senhora dos Navegantes, com saída do Stella Maris em direcção ao Porto Bacalhoeiro. A chegada ao Forte da Barra está prevista para as 16:30 horas seguindo-se a Eucaristia animada pelos grupos folclóricos presentes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Depois da Eucaristia inicia-se o Festival de Folclore com a presença do Grupo Folclórico de Taveiro e do Rancho Folclórico de Gouveia, além do Grupo Etnográfico da Gafanha da Nazaré. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;E eu estou por lá com amigos e amigas na festa (claro) foi uma animação e hoje acredito piamente que vai ser também. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Para todos aqueles que lá estiveram comigo, para os que me foram visitar, para aqueles que me ligaram e mandaram sms para dar apoio um grande beijãoooooooooooo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWAd3GqyMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/e6sh8XrYUuQ/s1600-h/S7000503.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWAd3GqyMI/AAAAAAAAAQc/e6sh8XrYUuQ/s200/S7000503.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_-9qhMYQmM8I/SrWBnrcISdI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/lRuQiEPPOm0/s1600-h/S7000499.J
