<?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-4729659909202312866</id><updated>2012-02-16T18:35:59.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amigos amigos, amores a parte...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-915061328641941945</id><published>2011-01-12T03:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-12T03:51:16.249-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2UV87O22I/AAAAAAAAALY/4phIBeQn3_I/s1600/parabens+pra+mim.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2UV87O22I/AAAAAAAAALY/4phIBeQn3_I/s1600/parabens+pra+mim.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2UYSfOFQI/AAAAAAAAALc/FDKqAInEKUg/s1600/69163_Papel-de-Parede-Feliz-Aniversario_1680x1050.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" n4="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2UYSfOFQI/AAAAAAAAALc/FDKqAInEKUg/s400/69163_Papel-de-Parede-Feliz-Aniversario_1680x1050.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2Udya5kAI/AAAAAAAAALg/2q0PFx11mec/s1600/parabens+homens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cheia de expectativas, novidades no ar ( aguardando por um SIM, vc é a escolhida!!), alegre, ansiosa pro jantarzinho à noite, com saudades querendo mamy por perto, meu paizinho então nem se fale.. hunf....mas td bem, tenho amigos excelentes que me fazem rir, um namorido que me ama e está sempre do meu lado....ambos me fazem feliz, e &amp;nbsp;isso é o melhor da VIDA!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HOJE É O MEU ANIVERSÁRIO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Com o passar dos anos&lt;br /&gt;Amadurecem as ilusões da vida...&lt;br /&gt;Conquistam-se objetivos...&lt;br /&gt;Ganha-se experiência...&lt;br /&gt;Criam-se amizades...&lt;br /&gt;Vivem-se paixões...&lt;br /&gt;Realizam-se sonhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o meu aniversário&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mais uma janela se abre&lt;br /&gt;Diante dos meus olhos&lt;br /&gt;Hoje proponho procurar-me a mim mesma&lt;br /&gt;Viajar por dentro de mim...&lt;br /&gt;Percorrer os trilhos da vida...&lt;br /&gt;Com otimismo...&lt;br /&gt;Com esperança...&lt;br /&gt;Com alegria...&lt;br /&gt;Com um sorriso...&lt;br /&gt;Procurando ser melhor...&lt;br /&gt;A cada dia... A cada ano...&lt;br /&gt;Procurando a felicidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o meu aniversário...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje ouso gritar&lt;br /&gt;Que existo...&lt;br /&gt;Que sou linda...&lt;br /&gt;Que mereço ser feliz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje é o meu aniversário...&lt;br /&gt;Hoje mando um sorriso especial...&lt;br /&gt;A todos os meus amigos...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso para os meus velhos amigos...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso para os meus novos amigos...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso para todos...&lt;br /&gt;Os que fazem parte da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso pelas brincadeiras...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso pelo apoio...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso pela companhia...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso pela paciência...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso pela amizade...&lt;br /&gt;Um sorriso sincero...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheio de luz... Cheio de paz...&lt;br /&gt;Só tenho que agradecer e pedir a Deus que me abençoe hoje e sempre!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-915061328641941945?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/915061328641941945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2011/01/estou-feliz-cheia-de-expectativas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/915061328641941945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/915061328641941945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2011/01/estou-feliz-cheia-de-expectativas.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TS2UV87O22I/AAAAAAAAALY/4phIBeQn3_I/s72-c/parabens+pra+mim.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-6313297455284063696</id><published>2011-01-10T05:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T05:10:59.474-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TSsFTrlKg8I/AAAAAAAAALU/740r-ts-WYo/s1600/calmaria.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TSsFTrlKg8I/AAAAAAAAALU/740r-ts-WYo/s400/calmaria.jpg" width="384" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bastam algumas palavras para relembrar os sentimentos guardados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Paixão&lt;/b&gt; (do verbo latino, patior, que significa sofrer ou suportar uma situação dificil) é uma emoção de ampliação quase &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Patologia" title="Patologia"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0645ad;"&gt;patológica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. O acometido de paixão perde sua &lt;a class="new" href="http://www.blogger.com/w/index.php?title=Individualidade&amp;amp;action=edit&amp;amp;redlink=1" title="Individualidade (página não existe)"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #ba0000;"&gt;individualidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; em função do fascínio que o outro exerce sobre ele. É tipicamente um sentimento doloroso e &lt;a class="mw-redirect" href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Patol%C3%B3gico" title="Patológico"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0645ad;"&gt;patológico&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;, porque, via de regra, o indivíduo perde a sua individualidade, a sua identidade e o seu poder de &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/wiki/Racioc%C3%ADnio" title="Raciocínio"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0645ad;"&gt;raciocínio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A paixão é um sentimento de desejar, querer, a todo custo "o amor de outro ser ". Necessidade de ver e tocar a pessoa&amp;nbsp;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um "vício" que debilita a mente do indivíduo pois este foca somente a pessoa amada nos seus pensamentos sendo todos os outros momentâneos e irrelevantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser um entendido como um "sedativo" que suscita um prazer admirativo pelos detalhes da pessoa amada&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que o caso é grave rsrsrs!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu niver chegandoooooooooo....coisas novas acontecendo, mando noticias!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-6313297455284063696?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/6313297455284063696/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2011/01/bastam-algumas-palavras-para-relembrar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/6313297455284063696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/6313297455284063696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2011/01/bastam-algumas-palavras-para-relembrar.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TSsFTrlKg8I/AAAAAAAAALU/740r-ts-WYo/s72-c/calmaria.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-2556144792273906016</id><published>2010-12-13T10:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T11:00:38.193-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQZsT6zJomI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZSscAUv7S7s/s1600/%2528cama%252520nua%2529.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQZsT6zJomI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZSscAUv7S7s/s400/%2528cama%252520nua%2529.jpg" width="310" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;Eu quero ficar só&lt;br /&gt;Mas comigo só&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ficar junto&lt;br /&gt;Mas sozinho só&lt;br /&gt;Não é possível...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso amar direito&lt;br /&gt;Um amor de qualquer jeito&lt;br /&gt;Ser amor a qualquer hora&lt;br /&gt;Ser amor de corpo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Amor de dentro prá fora&lt;br /&gt;Amor que eu desconheço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior, yeah!&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ficar só&lt;br /&gt;Mas comigo só&lt;br /&gt;Eu não consigo&lt;br /&gt;Eu quero ficar junto&lt;br /&gt;Mas sozinho assim&lt;br /&gt;Não é possível...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É preciso amar direito&lt;br /&gt;Um amor de qualquer jeito&lt;br /&gt;Ser amor a qualquer hora&lt;br /&gt;Ser amor de corpo inteiro&lt;br /&gt;Um amor de dentro prá fora&lt;br /&gt;Um amor que eu desconheço...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior,&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então seguirei&lt;br /&gt;Meu coração até o fim&lt;br /&gt;Prá saber se é amor&lt;br /&gt;Magoarei mesmo assim&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sem querer&lt;br /&gt;Prá saber se é amor&lt;br /&gt;Eu estarei mais feliz&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo morrendo de dor&lt;br /&gt;Prá saber se é amor&lt;br /&gt;Se é amor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Quero um amor maior&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eeeeeu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Maior que eu&lt;br /&gt;Um amor maior que eu...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-2556144792273906016?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/2556144792273906016/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-quero-ficar-so-mas-comigo-so-eu-nao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2556144792273906016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2556144792273906016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/eu-quero-ficar-so-mas-comigo-so-eu-nao.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQZsT6zJomI/AAAAAAAAALI/ZSscAUv7S7s/s72-c/%2528cama%252520nua%2529.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-1772872822818990486</id><published>2010-12-10T06:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T06:07:37.410-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje eu to que to....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQI0HfzFSTI/AAAAAAAAALE/RXTBj0JVrlA/s1600/085_moda-brincos-franja-carolina-dieckmann.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQI0HfzFSTI/AAAAAAAAALE/RXTBj0JVrlA/s400/085_moda-brincos-franja-carolina-dieckmann.jpg" width="303" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tubinho preto, salto agulha, e as medeixas loiras... To chegando!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FESTA DE FINAL DE ANO - HOT HOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To anciosa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meninas, vamos arrasar!!! depois colocamos as fotos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-1772872822818990486?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/1772872822818990486/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/hoje-eu-to-que-to.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1772872822818990486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1772872822818990486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/hoje-eu-to-que-to.html' title='Hoje eu to que to....'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQI0HfzFSTI/AAAAAAAAALE/RXTBj0JVrlA/s72-c/085_moda-brincos-franja-carolina-dieckmann.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-2421988837444654172</id><published>2010-12-10T05:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-10T05:58:10.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQIxDmlzgTI/AAAAAAAAALA/iXjye3KcqgM/s1600/ma2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQIxDmlzgTI/AAAAAAAAALA/iXjye3KcqgM/s400/ma2.jpg" width="205" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&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; DEIXE-ME APRESENTÁ-LA À MULHER BOAZINHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todas nós conhecemos uma mulher boazinha. É aquela que se entrega por completo a um homem que mal conhece, sem que ele tenha que investir muito. É a mulher que se dá cegamente porque anseia receber de volta a mesma atenção. É a mulher que age de acordo com o que ela acha que o homem gosta ou deseja porque quer manter o relacionamento a qualquer custo. Toda mulher, em algum momento, já passou por isso.&lt;br /&gt;É verdade que as revistas femininas, em geral, estimulam esse comportamento: “Comece bancando a difícil. Mas no segundo encontro prepare uma refeição dos deuses para ele, crie um ambiente romântico com música suave, champanhe em copos de cristal e luz de velas… Não se esqueça dos guardanapos bordados e dos morangos orgânicos daquela loja maravilhosa a duas horas da sua casa. Depois, sirva tudo usando uma camisola de renda preta.” Essa é uma receita perfeita para quê? Para um desastre. rsrsrs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoreiiii!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-2421988837444654172?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/2421988837444654172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/deixe-me-apresenta-la-mulher-boazinha.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2421988837444654172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2421988837444654172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/12/deixe-me-apresenta-la-mulher-boazinha.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TQIxDmlzgTI/AAAAAAAAALA/iXjye3KcqgM/s72-c/ma2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-6579856456456376765</id><published>2010-12-03T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T12:39:31.589-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jantar Roche - Jockey Club</title><content type='html'>Mas um evento, mas um dia cansativo&amp;nbsp;porém prazeroso, mas só no final...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei o dia , aliás a madrugada com uma dor de garganta, febre de 38,5, tremendo de frio...Levantei as 6:00 e lá fui eu pro Jockey...no meio do caminho...................................................dormi.................como acordei???&lt;br /&gt;batendo&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;o carro, que beleza.....sensacional!!!! É isso, vida de produtor rsrsrsr.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outras ótima do dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom!!! Logo cedo..la vem o primeiro&amp;nbsp;susto: ter lembrado que esquecemos absolutamente de avisar a fornecedora&amp;nbsp;PRINCIPAL&amp;nbsp;de decoração ,que o dia do evento tinha mudado a data....PERFEITO né????&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;Um susto e tanto.... resolvemos até fazer uma fot,o em homenagem a " Nossa Senhora dos Eventos" que nos salva sempre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outro susto da noite foi uma convidada passando mal que me desmaia no meio do Evento...babado, ainda bem que o evento era médico... hahah...humor negro!!! rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De resto tudo ótimo...um jantar com Charlot não poderia ser diferente, e pra variar...TODOS AMARAM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nós, cansadíssimos e felizes brindamos a noite,com champagne&amp;nbsp;jantando a luz de velas....vida de produtor é assim mesmo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlQpbiUaTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4O74SWbcGiQ/s1600/DSC04718.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlQpbiUaTI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/4O74SWbcGiQ/s320/DSC04718.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Nossa SEnhora do Eventos....ela mesma, Dri Nardozza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlRBvCJLkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TfJtoD1O_Ko/s1600/DSC04730.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlRBvCJLkI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/TfJtoD1O_Ko/s320/DSC04730.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Equipe Ecco....Junia, Akauã ( sensacional de engraçado rsrs) e eu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlRVUfnnaI/AAAAAAAAAKA/23u1ebg0Nfw/s1600/DSC04764.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlR6TY4sbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fmW3RE6p5xQ/s1600/DSC04774.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlR6TY4sbI/AAAAAAAAAKM/fmW3RE6p5xQ/s320/DSC04774.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nosso Jockey lindo...&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlSGTxVocI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uCvtYUQFm0c/s1600/DSC04810.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlSGTxVocI/AAAAAAAAAKQ/uCvtYUQFm0c/s320/DSC04810.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPlSP9NbXQI/AAAAAAAAAKU/whFM7mAUx6Y/s1600/DSC04778.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPPfInzu6pI/AAAAAAAAAJw/DHF_zFclXLw/s400/DSC04667.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPPfUhQMeWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EdCi3ygWcbY/s1600/DSC04668.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPPfUhQMeWI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/EdCi3ygWcbY/s640/DSC04668.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comemoração Final - Camarim Nando Reis....aliás estava mais pra " nosso camarim" do que pra ele hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-5262966597871453963?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/5262966597871453963/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/mais-fotinhosss.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/5262966597871453963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/5262966597871453963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/mais-fotinhosss.html' title='Mais fotinhosss'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPPcDWEp1MI/AAAAAAAAAIs/yUhOPj7LSA0/s72-c/DSC04608.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-143374525484111329</id><published>2010-11-29T07:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T07:01:39.885-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MIssão Cumprida...</title><content type='html'>Evento Roche: The Royal Palm Plaza... 26 e 27 e novembro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tão cansada que nem tenho palavras, prefiro postar as fotos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPO-wOFk26I/AAAAAAAAAIk/YH8vIy8a4kc/s400/Roche+Coagucheck+651.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPO_mM9RrJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/d9ES7rw5sIw/s1600/1+%252852%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" ox="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPO_mM9RrJI/AAAAAAAAAIo/d9ES7rw5sIw/s400/1+%252852%2529.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valeu&amp;nbsp;galera, mais um Evento de sucesso!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-143374525484111329?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/143374525484111329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/missao-cumprida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/143374525484111329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/143374525484111329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/missao-cumprida.html' title='MIssão Cumprida...'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TPO7JpaWulI/AAAAAAAAAII/oIE-512ux8U/s72-c/1+%252861%2529.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-4710302741241753833</id><published>2010-11-19T10:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T10:37:31.239-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TObDQkgECjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xRhT3UE9lRk/s1600/Mensagem-de-apoio-pelo-falecimento.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TObDQkgECjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xRhT3UE9lRk/s320/Mensagem-de-apoio-pelo-falecimento.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa que tristeza. Falecimento do papy da minha amiga Dé...&lt;br /&gt;Força meu amor, esse obstáculo eu venci e tenho certeza que vc terá forças pra isso. Estamos aqui do seu lado eternamente...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" Andar com fé é saber que cada dia é um recomeço. É saber que temos asas invisíveis e fazer pedido para as estrelas, voltando os olhos para o céu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andar com fé é olhar sem termos as portas desconhecidas com a mão estendida para dar e receber.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andar com fé é usar a força e a coragem que habitam dentro de nós, quando tudo parece acabado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se preocupe, é triste mas VAI PASSAR, acredite que vai, tenha força!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amo vc meu amor....estou do seu pra te ajudar a passar por mais essa fase da vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 12px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-4710302741241753833?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/4710302741241753833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/nossa-que-tristeza.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4710302741241753833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4710302741241753833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/nossa-que-tristeza.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TObDQkgECjI/AAAAAAAAAIE/xRhT3UE9lRk/s72-c/Mensagem-de-apoio-pelo-falecimento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-3667735058117932137</id><published>2010-11-18T11:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-18T11:23:47.688-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOIRAS&amp;nbsp;SÃO LOIRAS...AS MORENAS QUE&amp;nbsp;SE DESCABELEM!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Não tem jeito....Os homens preferem as loiras. E parece que as mulheres também. Falsas ou naturais, elas&amp;nbsp;sempre fazem sucesso. Para maioria ser loira não se trata da cor dos cabelos, mas sim de personalidade e atitude. Quer dizer: &lt;strong&gt;ser loira é um estado de espírito.&lt;/strong&gt; De fato a história mostra que as mulheres loiras sempre estiveram associadas a uma imagem de sedução, poder e inocência. Seja pela sensualidade ou inocência o fato é que elas chamam a atenção onde passam."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Mais autoconfiantes, mais poderosas, mais resolvidas. Segundo uma pesquisa feita na Inglaterra, divulgada pelo jornal britânico &lt;i&gt;Daily News&lt;/i&gt;, é assim que a mulher loira se sente.&lt;/span&gt;M&lt;span&gt;Mais autoconfiantes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uiiiii adoreiiiiiiiiiii!!!!&lt;br /&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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV6fnf3JhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FSfO2royoRg/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ox="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV6fnf3JhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/FSfO2royoRg/s1600/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV6k4HlxzI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_d0czGe1Uis/s1600/194314109.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV3s3ENHBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/84I_xD0Npt8/s1600/Lake+Luise.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" ox="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV3s3ENHBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/84I_xD0Npt8/s400/Lake+Luise.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje estou de bem com a vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem muita coisa pra fazer aqui no trabalho.São essas horas tranquilas que me dão&amp;nbsp;vontade de escrever...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou doida para chegar segunda, vou resolver minha viagem e se Deus quiser vai dar tudo certo!!! Vida nova fase nova, um tanto quanto INTERESSANTE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ansiosíssima.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-4596275809889227060?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/4596275809889227060/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoje-estou-de-bem-com-vida.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4596275809889227060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4596275809889227060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/hoje-estou-de-bem-com-vida.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOV3s3ENHBI/AAAAAAAAAHo/84I_xD0Npt8/s72-c/Lake+Luise.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-4279017998866588066</id><published>2010-11-17T11:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T11:50:22.162-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Que sensação estranha, pra variar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOQxJI-12bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BGdBlgmTyo4/s1600/a1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOQxJI-12bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BGdBlgmTyo4/s400/a1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Estor feliz, ansiosa, cheia de expectativas por um lado... e o outro? Irritado, confuso querendo sair correndo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Pessoas chatas, cansativas, que fazem de tudo para deixar o seu dia mais insuportável possível. Arghhhh.... que raiva!!! Vontade de ir pro Canadá amanhã... rsrs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Calibri;"&gt;Mas tenho que ter calma...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Hoje estou meio chata assim... hunf&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Pareço pensar que tudo me deixa triste, tudo esta me irritando...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Que a vida tá chata, nada pode, coisa mais sem graça!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;As coisas não estão sendo do jeito que eu gostaria que fossem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Queria sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Queria rir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Queria ir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Dar gargalhadas com minhas amigas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Estar junto do meu amor, um amor....em olhares apaixonados.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Romântica sou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Por pouco tempo, prática.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;É tanta coisa para pensar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Tanta coisa que falta realizar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Quais são meus objetivos para este ano?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Para este ano ,não sei, mesmo pq já acabou... rs. Mas o outro...tenho vários.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;O que quero fazer, aonde quero ir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Conhecer coisas novas, lugares novos, novos hobbies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;pôr em prática sonhos antigos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Arrumar minha pastinha de sonhos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Organizar meu 'atelier' de sonhos literalmente.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;E mais...organizar minha vida e ter paciência, que o que eu quero vai chegar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Só de pensar nisso já consigo até mudar meus sentimentos....ai ai ai...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;A vida é assim, se não fosse assim acho que também seria sem graça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Acho que no momento quem esta chata sou eu... cansada de algumas e alguns.. hunf!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&gt;&lt;i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: &amp;quot;Baskerville Old Face&amp;quot;, &amp;quot;serif&amp;quot;; line-height: 115%;"&gt;Vai passar....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 10pt;"&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/4729659909202312866-4279017998866588066?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/4279017998866588066/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-sensacao-estranha-pra-variar.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4279017998866588066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4279017998866588066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/que-sensacao-estranha-pra-variar.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOQxJI-12bI/AAAAAAAAAHk/BGdBlgmTyo4/s72-c/a1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-4051066889133527401</id><published>2010-11-15T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T17:44:38.952-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOHde1VJC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/vtU-yZoli-I/s1600/Bikkini_12-11__168.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" px="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOHde1VJC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/vtU-yZoli-I/s400/Bikkini_12-11__168.jpg" width="256" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta eu sentir seu perfume para eu lembrar de você.&lt;br /&gt;Não que eu não lembre, mas não queria lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;O perfume é uma coisa forte para mim.&lt;br /&gt;Vieram lembranças boas...foi como se passasse um filme em minha mente; é instantâneo.&lt;br /&gt;Sentir o perfume, lembrar de cenas, sensações, coisas boas, saudades, vontades...&lt;br /&gt;Mas dá e passa... tem que passar,&amp;nbsp;É o jeito...&lt;br /&gt;Parecia você passando por mim, vindo de algum lugar não sei onde, querendo falar, fazendo lembrar, querendo contar, insinuando me amar...inverdades que quero longe...&lt;br /&gt;Que minhas lembranças continuem racionais, meu coração continue quieto, calado, encolhido, esquecido, empedrecido.&lt;br /&gt;Será para sempre assim? &lt;br /&gt;Não. Porque um dia amolecerá como antes. Feito manteiga.&lt;br /&gt;E valerá a pena!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-4051066889133527401?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/4051066889133527401/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/sentir-seu-perfume-para-eu-lembrar-de.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4051066889133527401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/4051066889133527401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/sentir-seu-perfume-para-eu-lembrar-de.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TOHde1VJC6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/vtU-yZoli-I/s72-c/Bikkini_12-11__168.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-2579879318822343981</id><published>2010-11-13T16:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T16:47:23.682-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TN8xfbfaMmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5NAJW-zLwH4/s1600/preta+e+branca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" px="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TN8xfbfaMmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5NAJW-zLwH4/s1600/preta+e+branca.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marcella agora é Natasha&lt;br /&gt;Usa salto quinze e saia de borracha&lt;br /&gt;Um passo sem pensar&lt;br /&gt;Um outro dia, um outro lugar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mundo vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;E ela só quer dançar&lt;br /&gt;O mundo vai acabar&lt;br /&gt;E ela só quer dançar, dançar, dançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pneus de carros cantam&lt;br /&gt;Thuru, Thuru, Thuru, Thuru...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-2579879318822343981?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/2579879318822343981/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/marcella-agora-e-natasha-usa-salto.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2579879318822343981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2579879318822343981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/marcella-agora-e-natasha-usa-salto.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TN8xfbfaMmI/AAAAAAAAAHc/5NAJW-zLwH4/s72-c/preta+e+branca.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-6919663077276859472</id><published>2010-11-04T17:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:50:59.671-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TNNU5Gj-THI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XHH-9f-4Hms/s1600/f1-renault-tambem-apresenta-seu-modelo-para-2009-2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" px="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TNNU5Gj-THI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XHH-9f-4Hms/s400/f1-renault-tambem-apresenta-seu-modelo-para-2009-2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meus amigos...preparem os ouvidos e corações que os roncos vão começar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhãas cinco da manha já estarei nessa batalha feliz da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem contarque sabadão tem UMF enão tenho ideia decomo vou aguentar, só sei que vou que vou na maior animação, e com muito RED BULL.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hj nãoé dia depostar muita coisa.....muita expectativa epouca novidade AINDAAA!!! Logo mais posto news...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decidi fazerminha tatuagem....aliás logo duas....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-6919663077276859472?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/6919663077276859472/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/meus-amigos.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/6919663077276859472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/6919663077276859472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/11/meus-amigos.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TNNU5Gj-THI/AAAAAAAAAHU/XHH-9f-4Hms/s72-c/f1-renault-tambem-apresenta-seu-modelo-para-2009-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-5099285981270866940</id><published>2010-10-30T08:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T12:13:15.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Chegadas e Partidas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMw5BS2W7OI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-aZpfEppYLw/s1600/3338e5c0af424642abb7e5f69e5cae4d_large.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="310" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMw5BS2W7OI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-aZpfEppYLw/s400/3338e5c0af424642abb7e5f69e5cae4d_large.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EU SOU UM AEROPORTO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na verdade, todos nós. Que outro lugar, se não um aeroporto, condensa sob o mesmo teto, a alegria do encontro e a tristeza da despedida? Vejo pedaços de mim&amp;nbsp; acima das nuvens, em logradouros distantes, em cidades inóspitas. Recebo tambéem, de todo lugar, pedaços do mundo, que com imãs, aplicam-se sobre a minha pele e lá ficam para a posteridade, exibidos por onde passo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns tem a pista embrenhada entre matas, encobertas por nuvens de chuva, radares desligados ou intencionalmente sabotados. Tem gente que tem medo de avião.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por medo das partidas, tem gente que não deixa ninguém chegar. São aeroportos fechados. No entanto, a gente só percebe o calor do abraço, quando sente a dor de respirar o ar frio da solidão. Você brada aos céus toda a sorte de impropérios, mas não percebe que voo nenhum te encontra no radar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou um aeroporto, chegadas e saídas são a única certezada minha vida. Meus olhos estão virados para o futuro, focados na estrada que se prostra a minha frente. Encontro emmim,com igual facilidade,motivospara persistência ou desistência. E continuar pra que? Continuo com a força do que levo pra vida. O saldo positivo disso tudo, é a quantidade de aviões que acolho em meus hangares. Pedaços de histórias que conto pra mim mesmo todo dia, enquanto ergo um tímido sorriso quase que instantâneo, de realização.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avião nunca pousa em aeroporto fechado...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-5099285981270866940?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/5099285981270866940/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/chegadas-e-partidas.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/5099285981270866940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/5099285981270866940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/chegadas-e-partidas.html' title='Chegadas e Partidas...'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMw5BS2W7OI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/-aZpfEppYLw/s72-c/3338e5c0af424642abb7e5f69e5cae4d_large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-1603790496278229236</id><published>2010-10-30T08:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T08:01:28.153-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMwzIvwUCsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0KtIaqhEOX0/s1600/tumblr_law6dqkQR31qb5bsyo1_400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMwzIvwUCsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0KtIaqhEOX0/s320/tumblr_law6dqkQR31qb5bsyo1_400.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É verdade que os relacionamentos são muito mais complicado do que as regras, mas as regras nunca vão lhe dar as respostas para as questões profundas do coração. E nunca irão amar você...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-1603790496278229236?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/1603790496278229236/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-verdade-que-os-relacionamentos-sao.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1603790496278229236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1603790496278229236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/e-verdade-que-os-relacionamentos-sao.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMwzIvwUCsI/AAAAAAAAAHM/0KtIaqhEOX0/s72-c/tumblr_law6dqkQR31qb5bsyo1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-13026939937476392</id><published>2010-10-29T17:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T17:42:47.162-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div closure_uid_i1lve5="8" id="header-inner"&gt;&lt;div class="titlewrapper"&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMtp4WMRM4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/U5j-6yTMQSU/s1600/ma24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMtp4WMRM4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/U5j-6yTMQSU/s400/ma24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h1 class="title"&gt;"O Essencial é Invisível aos Olhos" &lt;/h1&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="descriptionwrapper"&gt;&lt;div class="description"&gt;&lt;span&gt;"Eis o meu segredo: só se vê bem com o coração. O essencial é invisível aos olhos. Os homens esqueceram essa verdade, mas tu não a deves esquecer. Tu te tornas eternamente responsável por aquilo que cativas." (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-13026939937476392?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/13026939937476392/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-essencial-e-invisivel-aos-olhos-eis-o.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/13026939937476392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/13026939937476392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-essencial-e-invisivel-aos-olhos-eis-o.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMtp4WMRM4I/AAAAAAAAAHI/U5j-6yTMQSU/s72-c/ma24.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-7125636486716508924</id><published>2010-10-28T17:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T17:12:54.803-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMoQssO3JiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Aq9r1hx_xi0/s1600/Imagem+128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMoQssO3JiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Aq9r1hx_xi0/s640/Imagem+128.jpg" width="564" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMoRX1pSuqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zIqwFW_SfJo/s1600/ma55.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMoRX1pSuqI/AAAAAAAAAHE/zIqwFW_SfJo/s640/ma55.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Saudade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Acho que eu sei o que é..&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é sentir seu perfume na rua e correr a te procurar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;È olhar em todos os lugares e tentar te encontrar.&lt;br /&gt;É escutar aquela música e fazer força para não chorar,mesmo quando o coração apertar.&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar dos poucos momentos que passamos juntos e ressaltar, os de felicidade que você veio me proporcionar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;E de como era bom estar do seu lado e sentir o seu olhar...dizendo pra mim em silêncio, para... ou vem me beijar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade é olhar para as fotos e nelas me refugiar..&lt;br /&gt;É encostar&amp;nbsp; na cama e te imaginar&lt;br /&gt;Lembrar da tua face e vibrar&lt;br /&gt;Saudade por fim...&amp;nbsp;é&amp;nbsp;não conseguir parar&amp;nbsp;de pensar o quanto&amp;nbsp;vou&amp;nbsp;ter q esperar, para o seu sorriso reencontrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-7125636486716508924?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/7125636486716508924/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/saudade.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/7125636486716508924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/7125636486716508924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/saudade.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMoQssO3JiI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Aq9r1hx_xi0/s72-c/Imagem+128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-221473637380530938</id><published>2010-10-26T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T20:04:25.045-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMeVgemDX1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/-u44ltXtlOU/s1600/ma4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMeVgemDX1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/-u44ltXtlOU/s400/ma4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMeVlyE3X0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YyDZT_5n-90/s1600/ma3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMeVlyE3X0I/AAAAAAAAAG4/YyDZT_5n-90/s640/ma3.jpg" width="553" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Essa sou eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina mulher...buscando seu caminho sem esquecer da beleza infinita da VIDA e a felicidade: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembranças do que passou... diário do que acontece e imaginação do que está por vir ! E que venhaaa... rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas e respostas, desabafos, idéias, crises femininas, profissionais, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DESEJOS, EMOÇÕES E SONHOS... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano qualquer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou Eu, é você... Com problemas, com momentos ruins, de tristeza, solidão, medos, mas também momentos maravilhosos, bons, de muita alegria, amor, paz, carinho, cumplicidade, amigos, namorado, família, esperança e felicidade total. &lt;br /&gt;E a gente pensando em ser perfeito, como se fosse possível!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso desabafo para não enlouquecer num dos ápices de perguntas sem respostas... Com calma tudo se equilibra, se transforma, se resolve!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obs: Que saudades meu deusssss.....chega até a doereapertar meu coraçãozinho,.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-221473637380530938?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/221473637380530938/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/essa-sou-eu-uma-menina-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/221473637380530938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/221473637380530938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/essa-sou-eu-uma-menina-mulher.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMeVgemDX1I/AAAAAAAAAG0/-u44ltXtlOU/s72-c/ma4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-2292818484702452887</id><published>2010-10-25T18:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T18:08:12.446-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>VIVA A MODA! e a liberdade de se vestir...lembrando que &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="58" se="estilo é tudo" style="background-color: #e6ecf9; color: black;" te="Style is everything" title=""&gt;&lt;span style="color: magenta; font-size: large;"&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; &lt;strong&gt;Style is everything&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYpMclCZrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yUSNf9FjusQ/s1600/a34.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYpMclCZrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yUSNf9FjusQ/s640/a34.jpg" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&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="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A moda&amp;nbsp; é ótima...sapatos confortáveis, tons de rosa a todo vapor....UNHAS...BOCA...ROUPAS E SAPATOS, até nos acessórios esta reinando......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYn-q2XCmI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/AaJ9O8v51MU/s400/batons.jpg" width="262" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYoBEwBNdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/shIUdxflqhM/s1600/imagesCA0FSEUP.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="285" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYoBEwBNdI/AAAAAAAAAGU/shIUdxflqhM/s320/imagesCA0FSEUP.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje na agência todo mundo inventou de passar o bendito baton,que engraçado viu...A Junia ficou linda,parecia uma bonequinha Pin-Up, na Tecuxa ficou meio estrainho, a Fe com cara de bisca...em mim pelo amore,nem queiram saber, mesmo pq nem durou, quando comecei a passar ja morri de vergonha e corri tirar...mas na Juuuu meu deusssssssssss....nem Stefanie do Cross Fox deve ter ficado tão brega...demos muitas risadas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As risadas são o que tem de melhor no meu dia, se não fossem elas o meu dia seria péssimo, um cocozinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tédio,...todo mundo reclamando, desabafando no Facebook, a insatisfação é geral....Que triste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tirando alguns detalhes que por sinal muito importantes, eu particularmente estou feliz, trabalhando com o que gosto, a cada projeto novo um desafio a seguir e quando chega na hora de executar...ahhhhhh essa é a melhor parte...EVENTOS&amp;lt; quem gosta gosta, vira um vício! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom....t&lt;span class="short_text" id="result_box" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="45" se="Esse foi o meu dia de trabalho" te="That was my day at work" title=""&gt;hat was my day at work....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="45" se="Esse foi o meu dia de trabalho" te="That was my day at work" title=""&gt;Pra finalizar o dia...corri pra casa para ver a Laika! ela é sempre o motivo para que meu dia termine bem.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="45" se="Esse foi o meu dia de trabalho" te="That was my day at work" title=""&gt;Indescritível meu amor por ela....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="45" se="Esse foi o meu dia de trabalho" te="That was my day at work" title=""&gt;Por hoje é só,vou dormir e mais um dia tentar ir na academia de manhã, tenho que conseguir....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="short_text" lang="en"&gt;&lt;span closure_uid_x4cpd4="45" se="Esse foi o meu dia de trabalho" te="That was my day at work" title=""&gt;Beijinhossss.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYo4LadCHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Mh9Zjux98Vk/s1600/a69.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYo4LadCHI/AAAAAAAAAGY/Mh9Zjux98Vk/s640/a69.jpg" width="480" /&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/4729659909202312866-2292818484702452887?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/2292818484702452887/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-moda-e-liberdade-de-se-vestir.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2292818484702452887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/2292818484702452887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/viva-moda-e-liberdade-de-se-vestir.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMYpMclCZrI/AAAAAAAAAGg/yUSNf9FjusQ/s72-c/a34.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-1004939273669283513</id><published>2010-10-25T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T09:11:19.110-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A meta é conseguir conquistar um por um...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMWr4IbgvnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_r-6TVcQtzo/s1600/04_08_2008_0681456001217798436_mu_zhen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" nx="true" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMWr4IbgvnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_r-6TVcQtzo/s400/04_08_2008_0681456001217798436_mu_zhen.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Dê mais às pessoas, MAIS do que elas esperam, e faça com alegria.&lt;br /&gt;· Decore seu poema favorito.&lt;br /&gt;· Não acredite em tudo que você ouve, gaste tudo o que você tem e durma tanto quanto você queira.&lt;br /&gt;· Quando disser "Eu te amo" olhe as pessoas nos olhos.&lt;br /&gt;· Fique noivo pelo menos seis meses antes de se casar.&lt;br /&gt;· Acredite em amor à primeira vista.&lt;br /&gt;· Nunca ria dos sonhos de outras pessoas.&lt;br /&gt;· Ame profundamente e com paixão.&lt;br /&gt;· Você pode se machucar, mas é a única forma de viver a vida completamente.&lt;br /&gt;· Em desentendimento, brigue de forma justa, não use palavrões.&lt;br /&gt;· Não julgue as pessoas pelo seus parentes.&lt;br /&gt;· Fale devagar mas pense com rapidez.&lt;br /&gt;· Quando alguém perguntar algo que você não quer responder, sorria e pergunte: "Porque você quer saber?".&lt;br /&gt;· Lembre-se que grandes amores e grandes conquistas envolvem riscos.&lt;br /&gt;· Ligue para sua mãe.&lt;br /&gt;· Diga "saúde" quando alguém espirrar.&lt;br /&gt;· Quando você se deu conta que cometeu um erro, tome as atitudes necessárias.&lt;br /&gt;· Quando você perder, não perca a lição.&lt;br /&gt;· Lembre-se dos três Rs: Respeito por si próprio, respeito ao próximo e responsabilidade pelas ações.&lt;br /&gt;· Não deixe uma pequena disputa ferir uma grande amizade.&lt;br /&gt;· Sorria ao atender o telefone, a pessoa que estiver chamando ouvirá isso em sua voz.&lt;br /&gt;· Case com alguém que você goste de conversar. Ao envelhecerem suas aptidões de conversação serão tão importantes quanto qualquer outra.&lt;br /&gt;· Passe mais tempo sozinho.&lt;br /&gt;· Abra seus braços para as mudanças, mas não abra mão de seus valores.&lt;br /&gt;· Lembre-se de que o silêncio, às vezes, é a melhor resposta.&lt;br /&gt;· Leia mais livros e assista menos TV.&lt;br /&gt;· Viva uma vida boa e honrada. Assim, quando você ficar mais velho e olhar para trás, você poderá aproveitá-la mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;· Confie em Deus, mas tranque o carro.&lt;br /&gt;· Uma atmosfera de amor em sua casa é muito importante. Faça tudo que puder para criar um lar tranquilo e com harmonia.&lt;br /&gt;· Em desentendimento com entes queridos, enfoque a situação atual.&lt;br /&gt;· Não fale do passado.&lt;br /&gt;· Leia o que está nas entrelinhas.&lt;br /&gt;· Reparta o seu conhecimento. É uma forma de alcançar a imortalidade.&lt;br /&gt;· Seja gentil com o planeta.&lt;br /&gt;· Reze. Há um poder incomensurável nisso.&lt;br /&gt;· Nunca interrompa enquanto estiver sendo elogiado.&lt;br /&gt;· Cuide da sua própria vida.&lt;br /&gt;· Não confie em alguém que não fecha os olhos enquanto beija.&lt;br /&gt;· Uma vez por ano, vá a algum lugar onde nunca esteve antes.&lt;br /&gt;· Se você ganhar muito dinheiro, coloque-o a serviço de ajudar os outros, enquanto você for vivo. Esta é a maior satisfação de riqueza.&lt;br /&gt;· Lembre-se que o melhor relacionamento é aquele em que o amor de um pelo outro é maior do que a necessidade de um pelo outro.&lt;br /&gt;· Julgue seu sucesso pelas coisas que você teve que renunciar para conseguir.&lt;br /&gt;· Lembre-se de que seu caráter é seu destino.&lt;br /&gt;· Usufrua o amor e a culinária com abandono total.&lt;span class="aut"&gt;&lt;a class="autor" href="http://www.blogger.com/autor/Dalai_Lama/"&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Dalai Lama&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-1004939273669283513?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/1004939273669283513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/meta-e-conseguir-conquistar-um-por-um.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1004939273669283513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/1004939273669283513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/meta-e-conseguir-conquistar-um-por-um.html' title='A meta é conseguir conquistar um por um...'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMWr4IbgvnI/AAAAAAAAAGM/_r-6TVcQtzo/s72-c/04_08_2008_0681456001217798436_mu_zhen.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-7665976661416227749</id><published>2010-10-22T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:39:47.298-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Muito trabalho hoje. Projeto Roche - II Forum Latam (Coquetel e Jantar com Show no Jockey Club de São Paulo). Correria o dia inteiro para&amp;nbsp;entregar a apresentação. Muita pressão, 300 coisas para fazer e pra melhorar mais ainda, vários assuntos distintos, aquela mesa que vc olha e não sabe nem por onde começar sabe???.... Sem contar o que está por vir...Acabei saindo da Agência 20:00...Ufa! esse foi o dia de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao meu&amp;nbsp; "mundo a parte" , é o momento da SAUDADE...mas sempre passa. &lt;br /&gt;Dói um pouquinho aqui, tira um soninho ali....arranca alguns suspiros, um aperto no peito,uma esperança&amp;nbsp; inválida,mas não é desânimo&amp;nbsp;não, é apenas a SAUDADE que me deixa assim meio xexelentinha e pensativa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, vou nanar que amanha tem evento, vou ficaro dia todinho com a Tecuxa, já to vendo tudo, vai ser risada o tempo inteiro rsrs!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhossss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-7665976661416227749?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/7665976661416227749/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/muito-trabalho-hoje.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/7665976661416227749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/7665976661416227749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/muito-trabalho-hoje.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-424279333386863548</id><published>2010-10-22T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T17:14:54.265-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;O Homen e a Mulher...&lt;/span&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/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMIoO5e2pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VrzS6hlESLQ/s1600/marcella2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMIoO5e2pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VrzS6hlESLQ/s320/marcella2.jpg" width="244" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é a mais elevada das criaturas. A mulher é o mais sublime dos ideais. Deus fez o homem para um trono; para a mulher, um altar. O trono exalta; o altar santifica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é o cérebro; a mulher o coração. O cérebro produz luz; o coração o amor. A luz fecundo; o amor santifica. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é o gênio; a mulher é o anjo. O gênio é imensurável, o anjo indefinível. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A aspiração do homem é a suprema glória; A aspiração da mulher, a virtude extrema. A glória traduz grandeza, A virtude traduz divindade. O homem tem a supremacia, A mulher, a preferência;A supremacia representa a força, A preferência representa o direito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Homem é forte pela razão; A mulher é invencível; pela lágrima. A razão convence, a lágrima comove. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Homem é capaz de todos os heroísmos, A mulher de todos os martírios. O heroísmo enobrece, o martírio sublima. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é o código, a mulher o evangelho. O código corrige, o evangelho aperfeiçoa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é um templo, a mulher um sacrário; Ante o templo nos descobrimos; Ante o sacrário, ajoelhamo-nos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem pensa; a mulher sonha; Pensar é ter cérebro; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sonhar é ter na fronte uma auréola. O homem é um oceano, a mulher um lago. O oceano tem a pérola que o embeleza; O lago tem a poesia que o deslumbra. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem é a águia que voa: A mulher o rouxinol que canta. Voar é dominar o espaço; Cantar é conquistar a alma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem tem um farol: a consciência; A mulher tem uma estrela: a esperança. Um farol guia, a esperança salva. Enfim o homem está colocado onde termina a terra, A mulher, onde começa o céu&lt;br /&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="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="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="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMIndsWiAzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SjdfrdfnaDE/s1600/Marcella1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMIndsWiAzI/AAAAAAAAAGE/SjdfrdfnaDE/s320/Marcella1.jpg" width="225" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Essa sou eu:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma menina mulher...buscando seu caminho sem esquecer da beleza infinita da VIDA e a felicidade: &lt;br /&gt;Lembranças do que passou... diário do que acontece e imaginação do que está por vir ! E que venhaaa... rs&lt;br /&gt;Perguntas e respostas, desabafos, idéias, crises femininas, profissionais, etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;DESEJOS, EMOÇÕES E SONHOS... &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um ser humano qualquer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou Eu, é você... Com problemas, com momentos ruins, de tristeza, solidão, medos, mas também momentos maravilhosos, bons, de muita alegria, amor, paz, carinho, cumplicidade, amigos, namorado, família, esperança e felicidade total. &lt;br /&gt;E a gente pensando em ser perfeito, como se fosse possível!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso desabafo para não enlouquecer num dos ápices de perguntas sem respostas... Com calma tudo se equilibra, se transforma, se resolve!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijinhos....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-424279333386863548?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/424279333386863548/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-homen-e-mulher.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/424279333386863548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/424279333386863548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/o-homen-e-mulher.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMIoO5e2pJI/AAAAAAAAAGI/VrzS6hlESLQ/s72-c/marcella2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-3619765613648473746</id><published>2010-10-21T17:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T17:07:01.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos do momento...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDVlpwEldI/AAAAAAAAAFc/H_Oe9aYkbxU/s1600/1285545889607_f.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="253" nx="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDVlpwEldI/AAAAAAAAAFc/H_Oe9aYkbxU/s320/1285545889607_f.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Você está quieta...&lt;br /&gt;mas a vida te leva a tantos lugares...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risos e sentimentos involuntários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom sentir. Bom gostar.&lt;br /&gt;De alguém. De algum lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ver o céu.&lt;br /&gt;E ver o mar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensar.&lt;br /&gt;Agir.&lt;br /&gt;Amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É tudo tão frágil...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saudade.&lt;br /&gt;Sonho.&lt;br /&gt;Vontade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa o tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Medo? sim...&lt;br /&gt;mas não importa nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Melhor é...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Conhecer...&lt;br /&gt;Encontrar...&lt;br /&gt;Estar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-3619765613648473746?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/3619765613648473746/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/sentimentos-do-momento.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/3619765613648473746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/3619765613648473746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/sentimentos-do-momento.html' title='Sentimentos do momento...'/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDVlpwEldI/AAAAAAAAAFc/H_Oe9aYkbxU/s72-c/1285545889607_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4729659909202312866.post-3128530345694931550</id><published>2010-10-21T12:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-21T12:48:16.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMCYxrFK8gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UhipSuDVYnw/s1600/DSC04193.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" nx="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMCYxrFK8gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UhipSuDVYnw/s320/DSC04193.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim surge o blog... " Banana com canela", &amp;nbsp;é o que deve ter nas nossas cabeças rsrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de degustação no "Jardim Leopoldina"&amp;nbsp;( trabalho óbvio) e de preferência após as 18:30 que adoraaamos rsrs...&lt;br /&gt;Muitas risadas, conversas, conselhos, praticamente uma comemoração da nossa amizade que começou&amp;nbsp;há 10 anos atras e continua firme e forte, por sinal mais forte do que nunca!!!&lt;br /&gt;Bom..."Amigos amigos, amores a parte", &amp;nbsp;este seria o nome deste blog se a Pililica (da foto) não tivesse me lembrado do detalhe da caipirinha que bebemos a noite inteira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Essa nossa amizade é mágica mesmo, só faltou uma pessoinha, a Dé é claro, aí sim o TRIO estaria completo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom gente! depois de anos e anos de "entra e sai" do fotolog resolvi fazer um blog, vamos ver no que dá! e para começar aproveitando o assunto de ontem vai uma dica bem feminina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Eles revelam o que acham realmente sensual numa mulher&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que nós mulheres fazemos, falamos ou vestimos que vocês acham terrivelmente sexy?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha só o que eles dizem...&lt;br /&gt;1. Calcinha branca de algodão + camisetinha regata: "Tipo acabei de acordar, sabe? Lindo!", &lt;br /&gt;2. Esqueci o sutiã: "Para com isso que eu fico mal! Adoro peito mais pra pequeno debaixo de um vestido ou camiseta de alcinha sem sutiã..."&lt;br /&gt;3. Cabelo preso + nuca + uns fios caindo: "Dá vontade de chegar e lamber o pescoço inteiro", &lt;br /&gt;4. Estilo Marylin: "Saia que levanta com o vento. Neste caso, sou até mais conservador: se levantar tudo passa do ponto... Maneiro é quando levanta até as coxas, a mulher fica meio constrangida mas ri", &lt;br /&gt;5. Segurança: "Gosto de mulher segura, meio marrentinha até. não costumo ter medo disso, não - embora seja comum a minha raça", &lt;br /&gt;6. Cheiro de quem acabou de sair do banho: "Hummmmmmmmmm. Bom demais", &lt;br /&gt;7. Inteligência: "Mulher inteligente é sexy: discutir com mulher inteligente é bom demais... Fica aquela rinha mental, você vai criando respeito e tesão ao mesmo tempo, até que ela te dá uma resposta que cala a sua boca, e antes dela falar mais alguma coisa, e te humilhar, você beija",&lt;br /&gt;8. Rímel preto borrado: "Quando depois da transa, ela está toda descabelada e com o rímel preto borrado, dá vontade de começar tudo de novo" , &lt;br /&gt;9. Preto: "Adoro preto. Preto é sexy e ponto. Mas isso é default, não?",&lt;br /&gt;10. Biquíni branco: "Impossível não olhar", &lt;br /&gt;11. Duplo sentido: "Uma vez estava conversando com uma mulher no MSN. Lá pelas tantas ela disse: ‘vamos pra cama?'. Achei muito sexy. Pena que ela foi pra dela e eu pra minha",&lt;br /&gt;12. Brincão: "Quanto maior o tamanho do brinco, mais safada é a mulher", &lt;br /&gt;13. Pintinhas: "Não tem uma explicação racional. Dá vontade de contar uma por uma", &lt;br /&gt;14. Beber: "Tem mulher que bebe gostoso, segura a taça de uma maneira sensual e depois fica soltinha, soltinha", &lt;br /&gt;15. Óculos: "Adoro mulher de óculos de grau, ainda mais se for de armação preta. Parece uma secretária executiva. Na hora da transa, não pode tirar!", &lt;br /&gt;16. Voz rouca: "A verdade é que a maior parte das mulheres desafina quando fala. Uma mulher com voz sexy é o bicho! Quando fica rouca depois de um show, adoro!",&lt;br /&gt;17. Pé bonito: "Pequeno, macio, vestindo uma sandália de tirinha. Ofereço logo uma massagem!", &lt;br /&gt;18. Olho no olho: "A maior parte dos terráqueos fala olhando pro nada, pra parede ou pro chão. Quando conheço uma mulher que conversa olhando dentro do meu olho, ela automaticamente está um passo a frente das outras. Sexy!", &lt;br /&gt;19. Dançar: "Mulher dançando, me tira do sério... Se dança mal acho fofo, se dançabem acho mais lindo ainda", &lt;br /&gt;20. Nascer: "Toda mulher é muito sexy. Para isso, basta nascer",&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4729659909202312866-3128530345694931550?l=bananacomcanela.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/feeds/3128530345694931550/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/assim-surge-o-blog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/3128530345694931550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4729659909202312866/posts/default/3128530345694931550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bananacomcanela.blogspot.com/2010/10/assim-surge-o-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>marcella</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01319930251667519281</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMDYRs2ie_I/AAAAAAAAAFk/qPo6kEUVFq8/S220/DSC03249.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_UeHQLJgAwAo/TMCYxrFK8gI/AAAAAAAAAFU/UhipSuDVYnw/s72-c/DSC04193.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
