<?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-35449877</id><updated>2012-02-14T19:13:00.498Z</updated><category term='Parabéns'/><category term='Coisas boas da vida'/><category term='Séries'/><category term='Deliciosamente inesperado'/><category term='Amor; R'/><category term='Cidade da minha vida'/><category term='Síndrome do canal cárpico'/><category term='Entre abraços beijos sorrisos e lágrimas'/><category term='Príncipe'/><category term='Filmes'/><category term='Viagem'/><category term='Livros'/><category term='Vem aí um bebé'/><category term='Conquistas do R'/><category term='Consulta'/><title type='text'>Vida em Palavras</title><subtitle type='html'>Sou a S., uma mulher de 31 verões, sonhadora, dinâmica, extrovertida, apaixonada ... e mamã do prin R.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>349</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6184487182792644283</id><published>2011-05-03T12:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T12:55:16.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilinhas</title><content type='html'>E assim vos divulgo que vou ter outro menino para jogar à bola com o R e para brincar com os carrinhos ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com mais de 5 meses de mais uma grande aventura, tenho mais uma vez a sorte de ser presenteada com uma gravidez maravilhosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E devo ser a única pessoa que fica feliz quando vê a metereologia e constata que as temperaturas se mantêm amenas nos próximos 10 dias... sim, que nem quero imaginar como vai ser quando o calor apertar, prefiro nem pensar nisso, até porque para já me sinto mesmo muito bem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6184487182792644283?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6184487182792644283/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6184487182792644283&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6184487182792644283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6184487182792644283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2011/05/pilinhas.html' title='Pilinhas'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5248823457539072841</id><published>2011-03-24T13:18:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-24T13:21:50.666Z</updated><title type='text'>A cegonha ...</title><content type='html'>Porque a cegonha é nossa amiga em breve seremos 4 a desfrutar do novo ninho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou ansiosa por perceber qual a reacção do R quando tiver um baby 24h lá em casa.&lt;br /&gt;Na escola é um amor com os bebés, mas como será quando tiver que partilhar a atenção dos papás.&lt;br /&gt;Como doce que é, tenho a certeza que tudo correrá bem nesta nova e desafiante etapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque a vida também é feita de boas notícias, partilho esta convosco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5248823457539072841?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5248823457539072841/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5248823457539072841&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5248823457539072841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5248823457539072841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2011/03/cegonha.html' title='A cegonha ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7690536434887011816</id><published>2011-03-15T13:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-15T13:31:53.407Z</updated><title type='text'>Xixi no pote</title><content type='html'>É oficial, por sua iniciativa, do alto dos seus 22 meses, temos o primeiro xixi no pote!&lt;br /&gt;O meu R está um homem!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7690536434887011816?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5130787675961091122</id><published>2011-02-21T17:42:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-02-21T17:44:05.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Escapadinha</title><content type='html'>Este fds a família foi até Coimbra, hummm, que excelente fds passamos, apesar do tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabe tão bem uma escapadinha assim, aproveitar o nosso R, namorar um bocadinho, bom ... muito bom ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5130787675961091122?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5130787675961091122/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5130787675961091122&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5130787675961091122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5130787675961091122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2011/02/escapadinha.html' title='Escapadinha'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' 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Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/798666430715516060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/798666430715516060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2011/01/feliz-2011.html' title='Feliz 2011'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6036511624267587399</id><published>2010-12-06T13:35:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-06T13:35:38.425Z</updated><title type='text'>Está quase quase quase</title><content type='html'>Dia 9 mudamos de malas e bagagens para a casa nova!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6036511624267587399?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6036511624267587399/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6036511624267587399&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6036511624267587399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6036511624267587399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/12/esta-quase-quase-quase.html' title='Está quase quase quase'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1862554397418585028</id><published>2010-12-03T13:23:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-12-03T13:24:42.498Z</updated><title type='text'>Zero graus ao acordar</title><content type='html'>Vidro gelado, estrada vidrada, casaco quentinho, AC ligado...&lt;br /&gt;Que frio é este?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1862554397418585028?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1862554397418585028/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1862554397418585028&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1862554397418585028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1862554397418585028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/12/zero-graus-ao-acordar.html' title='Zero graus ao acordar'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7721279517020703233</id><published>2010-11-11T13:32:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-11T13:36:46.166Z</updated><title type='text'>Para que fique registado</title><content type='html'>À minha mãe, cujo aniversário festejamos na passada terça: que fiques a meu lado para sempre! Fazes-me muita falta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E que belos festejos foram os nossos! Venham mais destes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo já pergunto se usaste os presentes ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro os nossos jantares a meio da semana, retemperam o meu coração.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7721279517020703233?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7721279517020703233/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7721279517020703233&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7721279517020703233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7721279517020703233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/11/para-que-fique-registado.html' title='Para que fique registado'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3644790495469209225</id><published>2010-11-05T13:16:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-11-05T13:25:04.369Z</updated><title type='text'>Emoções fortes</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi um dia ... emocionante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu amor fez 31 anos, está de Parabéns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ti, as minhas primeiras palavras:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mais do que nunca espero que estejas ao meu lado para sempre!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também ontem, no dia de aniversário do meu T, assinamos a escritura da nossa casa nova, um grande marco na nossa vida, registado com muita emoção, sentido com muito amor e com muita segurança.&lt;br /&gt;Agora temos que dedicar o nosso tempo aos últimos retoques e ao lufalufa que vai ser a mudança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou muito feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3644790495469209225?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3644790495469209225/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3644790495469209225&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3644790495469209225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3644790495469209225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/11/emocoes-fortes.html' title='Emoções fortes'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3746643742306383219</id><published>2010-10-28T13:06:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T13:19:43.302+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Famigeradas bolhinhas</title><content type='html'>R com varicela...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rua bolhinhas!&lt;div 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you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7218628979233243741</id><published>2010-10-14T22:16:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:21:05.299+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sede de vida</title><content type='html'>Por vezes sinto uma sede de viver que quase me incomoda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto mais percebo o quanto a vida é efémera mais sou atacada por este síndrome... porque amanhã pode ser tarde demais...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7218628979233243741?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-9026208070491675701</id><published>2010-10-14T22:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:21:30.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinto a tua falta</title><content type='html'>Hoje, que estás a muitos kms de distância, sinto a tua falta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que hoje não vens, que dormes fora, incentivo, compreendo, mas sinto a tua falta... hoje sei que sinto, e muito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TLdyFBpQJSI/AAAAAAAAAqs/D03Ten_pjj0/s1600/ist2_523014_miss_you_again.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 380px; height: 285px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TLdyFBpQJSI/AAAAAAAAAqs/D03Ten_pjj0/s400/ist2_523014_miss_you_again.jpg" 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falta'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TLdyFBpQJSI/AAAAAAAAAqs/D03Ten_pjj0/s72-c/ist2_523014_miss_you_again.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3758519839830151018</id><published>2010-09-22T12:36:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-22T12:40:40.174+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vale a pena partilhar ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TJnqZcNsPtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/EczAa2KhNPU/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TJnqZcNsPtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/EczAa2KhNPU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519700541110501074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Pedro Ribeiro Rádio comercial. &lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;13 de Setembro de 2010 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O dia em que aprendi o que é estar morto. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, estive morto. Senti que toda a vida se escapava pelo ar que, aflito e a custo, respirava, enquanto as lágrimas eram gritadas, louco no carro, os olhos à procura, à procura, à procura.&lt;br /&gt;Morri, ali.&lt;br /&gt;A minha filha deveria sair da Escola de Santo António, na Parede, apanhar uma carrinha do ATL e eu ia buscá-la.&lt;br /&gt;O que é que aconteceu? O cartão da escola, que supostamente controla as entradas e saídas dos alunos, valeu zero. Ela saiu, porque viu uma carrinha de ATL e entrou. Era o ATL errado. Ninguém lhe perguntou o nome, não houve uma chamada, nada. Ela entrou com uma colega e só após duas horas de aflição indizível, comigo à procura dela por todo o lado, é que o telefone tocou. De um "After School", a perguntar se eu era o pai de uma Mafalda Ribeiro, que eles tinham, aflita, a pedir para ligarem ao pai. Aliás foi ela que falou: "papá?"&lt;br /&gt;Durante duas horas, morri. Percorri ruas de possíveis percursos, olhei para todas as sombras, parques infantis, supermercados, escola antiga, liguei para os pais de colegas dela, todos os absurdos e horrores passaram pela minha cabeça, chamei o seu nome, entre choro, em ruas e em todos os recantos da escola. Nada. Evaporou-se. Horrível. Uma tristeza, uma aflição, um horror que nunca mais vou esquecer. E quando o telefone tocou e era ela, aquela voz doce da minha princesa, minha vida, meu ar, meu sopro de vida, eu soube o que era renascer. E desfiz-me em lágrimas de novo, e dali até ao tal After School, que teve a minha filha à sua guarda por engano, até ela pedir para ligarem ao pai, levei um segundo e levei toda a vida. Obrigado meu Deus, obrigado! Estacionei às tês pancadas, voei em passo trocado de nervos, pela rua fora, Mafaldinha, Mafaldinha, Mafaldinha, cego de amor aflito, só há descanso e vida quando a abraçar e estiver tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;Quando a abracei, e ela, agarrada a mim, me disse, apenas: "Olá Papá" eu soube que tinha renascido. E ela também, coitadinha.&lt;br /&gt;Como cartão de visita da nova escola, estou esclarecido. Tantas referências boas e afinal é isto: no primeiro dia, por maioria de razão, deveria existir um ainda mais rigoroso controlo de entradas e saídas, mas quando cheguei o portão estava escancarado, como deveria estar quando a Mafalda viu uma carrinha do ATL a chegar, estava na hora e ela saiu da escola e entrou na carrinha. Ninguém perguntou nada, ninguém fez nada.&lt;br /&gt;E um ATL mete um grupo de crianças numa carrinha, não pergunta nomes, não verifica nada e só ao fim de duas horas é que, perante a aflição de uma criança de 10 anos a pedir para ligarem ao pai é que se acaba com este horror?&lt;br /&gt;Quando penso na forma como desaparecem crianças, para sempre, todos os dias, penso que esses pais e filhos terão sentido isto, e muitos, mesmo sobrevivendo, morreram para sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Eu tive a sorte de poder renascer.&lt;br /&gt;E sei que, a partir de hoje, ganhei uma nova causa: fazer tudo o que estiver ao meu alcance para contribuir para uma Escola responsável, atenta, segura, onde os nossos filhos aprendem e podemos, enquanto pais, estar descansados.&lt;br /&gt;Quando depois desta tarde de horror, fui buscar o pequeno Gonçalo ao colégio e ele me disse, comprometido, "Papá, parti os óculos a jogar à bola" eu disse para mim: que importância é que isso tem? Nenhuma, realmente, não tem nenhuma importância.&lt;br /&gt;Não podia dizer-lhe que o pai hoje tinha aprendido o que é morrer, e tinha tido a bênção de poder nascer de novo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3758519839830151018?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3758519839830151018/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3758519839830151018&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3758519839830151018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3758519839830151018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/09/vale-pena-partilhar.html' title='Vale a pena partilhar ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TJnqZcNsPtI/AAAAAAAAAqk/EczAa2KhNPU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2677493628727154838</id><published>2010-09-10T12:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-10T12:43:09.628+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tem mesmo que ser ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TIoZk_Wp9wI/AAAAAAAAAqc/m0JxhmwJX38/s1600/ac0196_cozinhas_00p.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TIoZk_Wp9wI/AAAAAAAAAqc/m0JxhmwJX38/s400/ac0196_cozinhas_00p.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515248816941037314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho passado grande parte do meu tempo disponível a escolher este tipo de tarecos ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2677493628727154838?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2677493628727154838/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2677493628727154838&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2677493628727154838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2677493628727154838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/09/tem-mesmo-que-ser.html' title='Tem mesmo que ser ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TIoZk_Wp9wI/AAAAAAAAAqc/m0JxhmwJX38/s72-c/ac0196_cozinhas_00p.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1038599739539155098</id><published>2010-09-06T13:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T13:36:35.289+01:00</updated><title type='text'>e há mais...</title><content type='html'>novo corte de cabelo ... dos meus cabelos pelo meio das costas, para ... pelo ombro todo escaladinho, mui bien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Novo look!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1038599739539155098?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1038599739539155098/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1038599739539155098&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1038599739539155098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1038599739539155098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/09/e-ha-mais.html' title='e há mais...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1927092028298944275</id><published>2010-09-06T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-09-06T12:50:18.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para breve...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TITVLDABzmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wPR2iYRfNWA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 189px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TITVLDABzmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wPR2iYRfNWA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513766229569031778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... mudança de casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... mudança de instalações na empresa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... carro novo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1927092028298944275?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1927092028298944275/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1927092028298944275&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1927092028298944275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1927092028298944275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/09/para-breve.html' title='Para breve...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TITVLDABzmI/AAAAAAAAAqU/wPR2iYRfNWA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3012496515886524321</id><published>2010-08-06T12:54:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T12:58:43.689+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Work bye bye</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFv4UFpPv2I/AAAAAAAAAqE/7v1mVwevqwY/s1600/21.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFv4UFpPv2I/AAAAAAAAAqE/7v1mVwevqwY/s320/21.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502264393759440738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo saio da empresa e só volto no dia ... 30 de Agosto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem diria, pela primeira vez 3 semanas de férias seguidas ... o que o meu R faz de mim ... ;)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3012496515886524321?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3012496515886524321/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3012496515886524321&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3012496515886524321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3012496515886524321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/08/work-bye-bye.html' title='Work bye bye'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFv4UFpPv2I/AAAAAAAAAqE/7v1mVwevqwY/s72-c/21.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2474380329688464235</id><published>2010-07-29T12:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-29T13:05:52.062+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Imagens que ficam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFFs9kOrpOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PZZZACvCvew/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFFs9kOrpOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PZZZACvCvew/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5499296424949163234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque as vejo todos os dias, não as esqueço, por elas sinto um misto de coisas que não me apetece descrever ...&lt;br /&gt;Já lá estão antes das 9 da manhã à espera do primeiro que pare para negociar com elas ... negoceiam, e desaparecem por instantes ... e assim passam o dia, os dias, os meses, os anos, por vezes aparecem-lhes barriga, desaparecem, depois continuam lá, à espera do próximo que pára ... e é esta a sua vida ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há 5 anos que trabalho numa das cidades mais bonitas do nosso país, é verdade apesar de parecer incongruência, a 50 kms de casa, mas como a empresa fica na zona industrial cujo acesso é através de uma via rápida, todos os dias vejo isto, todos ... e custa...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2474380329688464235?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2474380329688464235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2474380329688464235&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2474380329688464235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2474380329688464235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/07/imagens-que-ficam.html' title='Imagens que ficam'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TFFs9kOrpOI/AAAAAAAAAp8/PZZZACvCvew/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6564042082722689620</id><published>2010-07-21T13:47:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-21T13:51:29.178+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Work work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TEbsYHFFsqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/pNpElAAvcaU/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TEbsYHFFsqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/pNpElAAvcaU/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5496340294213677730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigação... a quanto obrigas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma semana de sol e mar na companhia dos meus amores, cá estou, de volta à labuta do dia-a-dia...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O nosso novo ninho está a andar sobre rodas e parece que as mudanças serão antes do esperado... só eu para ter uma obra que acaba antes do previsto, boa hein? Mas ainda estou para ver se as boas perspetivas se confirmam.&lt;br /&gt;Vontade não falta ... só de pensar no meu pátio novo e no meu jardim fico com um sorriso de orelha a orelha ;)))))&lt;br /&gt;Até já lá vejo o R atrás das suas bolitas... ;)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6564042082722689620?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6564042082722689620/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6564042082722689620&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6564042082722689620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6564042082722689620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/07/work-work.html' title='Work work'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TEbsYHFFsqI/AAAAAAAAAp0/pNpElAAvcaU/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-867031952103907724</id><published>2010-07-02T12:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-07-02T12:47:35.270+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Amor; R'/><title type='text'>R...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TC3RmRW80tI/AAAAAAAAAps/xqhGctY9fis/s1600/ABRAO_~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 342px; height: 359px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TC3RmRW80tI/AAAAAAAAAps/xqhGctY9fis/s400/ABRAO_~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489273976259400402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem à noite estava sozinha com o R à espera que o papá chegasse do trabalho (excepcionalmente tarde) e lembrei-me de sentar o R ao meu lado no sofá abraçadinhos. &lt;br /&gt;Normalmente não pára lá mais de 2 segundos, e não, nem com pandas nem babys tvs... mas ontem, o meu R ficou lá encostadinho no meu abraço ... e foi-se encostando à mamã até ficar com a cabeça deitada nas minhas pernas e adormecer ... e se isto não é felicidade o que será?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamã feliz... muito!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-867031952103907724?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/867031952103907724/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=867031952103907724&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/867031952103907724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/867031952103907724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/07/r.html' title='R...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TC3RmRW80tI/AAAAAAAAAps/xqhGctY9fis/s72-c/ABRAO_~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6330399990399576511</id><published>2010-06-29T12:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T12:49:02.836+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noites...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCnc5wR-GWI/AAAAAAAAApk/SZdHTUZcsvg/s1600/pesadelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCnc5wR-GWI/AAAAAAAAApk/SZdHTUZcsvg/s400/pesadelo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488160505698589026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesadelos assolam-me durante a noite ... ou que o R vai cair ou que se está a engasgar... grito para o socorrerem mas as pessoas em quem mais confio estão sempre distraídas e não me ouvem...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Levanto-me, olho para o R e vejo que está a dormir tranquilamente... penso S pára, sai do pesadelo, o R está bem ... Deito-me e entro novamente até o despertador tocar...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois acordo e parece que levei uma tareia... bahhhhh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6330399990399576511?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6330399990399576511/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6330399990399576511&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6330399990399576511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6330399990399576511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/06/noites.html' title='Noites...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCnc5wR-GWI/AAAAAAAAApk/SZdHTUZcsvg/s72-c/pesadelo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-461022726929237368</id><published>2010-06-28T13:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-28T13:19:09.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Enfim ... ahhhh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCiRBC2fjZI/AAAAAAAAApc/4IggaH2dpIE/s1600/dscn3064metadekq9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCiRBC2fjZI/AAAAAAAAApc/4IggaH2dpIE/s400/dscn3064metadekq9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487795593082277266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com a praia tão perto ... mas uma agenda tão ocupada ao fim-de-semana ... não tem existido espaço para ela ... mas ontem finalmente passamos lá a tarde... &lt;br /&gt;R a dormir uma soneca, T idem e S a ler uma revista ...hummm... o mar com um som intenso a demonstrar a sua bravura e a embalar-nos. ... como música de fundo  crianças a brincar ... e nós ... os três ... a usufruir do ambiente, de nos termos e de nos amarmos ... subitamente, R acorda, novidade, estou na praia, uau! depois da papa delicia-se no reencontro com a areia e com as múltiplas brincadeiras que encontra neste novo ambiente... olho para ele, como está crescido, a falar, a caminhar, cheio de atitude ... sempre tão doce, tão querido ... que bommmm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Férias .... I need, I want...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-461022726929237368?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/461022726929237368/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=461022726929237368&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/461022726929237368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/461022726929237368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/06/enfim-ahhhh.html' title='Enfim ... ahhhh'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TCiRBC2fjZI/AAAAAAAAApc/4IggaH2dpIE/s72-c/dscn3064metadekq9.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1905466923160526812</id><published>2010-06-15T13:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:35:56.639+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns...</title><content type='html'>12 anos depois...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdy0AeLH0I/AAAAAAAAApU/a_KYZTS7Pyg/s1600/o_amor.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdy0AeLH0I/AAAAAAAAApU/a_KYZTS7Pyg/s400/o_amor.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482977309152190274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... cá estamos S e T com o nosso fruto, o nosso R, tão felizes, tão preenchidos, tão família, tão quentinhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou uma apaixonada, é assim que eu sou e assim me sinto 12 anos depois de termos começado a namorar, gosto de emoções fortes, de amar todos os dias, de abraços e de muitos beijos e mimos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E... gosto de saber que hoje voltaria a escolher-te para seres minha companhia nesta encantadora viagem que é a vida...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1905466923160526812?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1905466923160526812/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1905466923160526812&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1905466923160526812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1905466923160526812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/06/parabens.html' title='Parabéns...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdy0AeLH0I/AAAAAAAAApU/a_KYZTS7Pyg/s72-c/o_amor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1029294640336816734</id><published>2010-06-15T13:28:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T13:30:26.068+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hein?!</title><content type='html'>Excerto de e-mail recebido ontem&lt;br /&gt;"aquí lhe emvio o progeto da sinaléctrica"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdx9K3IKOI/AAAAAAAAApM/8XfALvgetRk/s1600/INTERR~1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 380px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdx9K3IKOI/AAAAAAAAApM/8XfALvgetRk/s400/INTERR~1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482976367048403170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim vai ... o bom pretoguês.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1029294640336816734?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1029294640336816734/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1029294640336816734&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1029294640336816734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1029294640336816734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/06/hein.html' title='Hein?!'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TBdx9K3IKOI/AAAAAAAAApM/8XfALvgetRk/s72-c/INTERR~1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3196297535155755917</id><published>2010-06-04T12:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2010-06-04T12:44:04.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>R...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TAjkt9vp9pI/AAAAAAAAApE/-CziJ1t4jtk/s1600/P4240017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 204px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TAjkt9vp9pI/AAAAAAAAApE/-CziJ1t4jtk/s400/P4240017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478880425015899794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dia da criança&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia diferente para o R na escolinha com piquenique no jardim.&lt;br /&gt;Prenda para os papás: foto do R na escolinha com os coleguinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Natação&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No próximo domingo o R começa a ir à piscina com o papá.&lt;br /&gt;O horário coincide com a hidro da mamã.&lt;br /&gt;Estávamos em lista de espera e como é o único horário em que existe vaga para o R ... é o papá que vai com ele ... humpf! Pelo menos a minha hidro tem vista para a piscininha dos bebés ;))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Conquistas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;São tantas ... tantas ... diárias, constantes, deliciosas, deixam o meu coração tão quentinho...&lt;br /&gt;Os passinhos que começam a ser dados com mais confiança, as palavras novas, as brincadeiras, a criatividade, a interacção, as descobertas rápidas, a capacidade de aprendizagem, a autonomia (não ... meu!), a boa disposição que impera sempre... &lt;br /&gt;O meu R é um menino tão meigo, bem-disposto mas ao mesmo tempo gosta tanto de malandrice, é mesmo o filho que eu desejaria ter... enfim, come bem, dorme bem (se bem que aa duas últimas noites assimassim) ... uma maravilha... sou uma Mãe muito feliz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3196297535155755917?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3196297535155755917/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3196297535155755917&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3196297535155755917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3196297535155755917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/06/r.html' title='R...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/TAjkt9vp9pI/AAAAAAAAApE/-CziJ1t4jtk/s72-c/P4240017.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4377624973369893015</id><published>2010-05-27T13:23:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T13:25:14.752+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hidroginástica</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_5kY03TXkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/AVQuc8zdTi4/s1600/915227_59731382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 216px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_5kY03TXkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/AVQuc8zdTi4/s400/915227_59731382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475924574599339586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu aderi ... e fiquem sabendo que estou a gostar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4377624973369893015?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4377624973369893015/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4377624973369893015&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4377624973369893015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4377624973369893015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/hidroginastica.html' title='Hidroginástica'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_5kY03TXkI/AAAAAAAAAo8/AVQuc8zdTi4/s72-c/915227_59731382.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2333829297034435948</id><published>2010-05-26T12:52:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T12:53:24.958+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tenossinovite de Quervain</title><content type='html'>Caso alguém saiba algo sobre este assunto agradeço que partilhe comigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2333829297034435948?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2333829297034435948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2333829297034435948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2333829297034435948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2333829297034435948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/tenossinovite-de-quervain.html' title='Tenossinovite de Quervain'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2365722724710051119</id><published>2010-05-21T12:56:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-21T13:01:30.594+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A sandaloca</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Z1GkEXohI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DvNlhVanjY8/s1600/P4250028.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Z1GkEXohI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DvNlhVanjY8/s400/P4250028.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473691152737083922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em andamento e tudo!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E att que o verniz era o novo azul da Andreia exactamente da mesma cor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamã na festa do R...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2365722724710051119?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2365722724710051119/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2365722724710051119&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2365722724710051119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2365722724710051119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/sandaloca.html' title='A sandaloca'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Z1GkEXohI/AAAAAAAAAo0/DvNlhVanjY8/s72-c/P4250028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1657774769910616805</id><published>2010-05-20T13:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-20T13:28:33.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas o que é isto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Uq4M6aSYI/AAAAAAAAAos/-iavmZxiBvA/s1600/00180m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Uq4M6aSYI/AAAAAAAAAos/-iavmZxiBvA/s400/00180m.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5473328067165964674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1657774769910616805?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1657774769910616805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1657774769910616805&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1657774769910616805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1657774769910616805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/mas-o-que-e-isto.html' title='Mas o que é isto?'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Uq4M6aSYI/AAAAAAAAAos/-iavmZxiBvA/s72-c/00180m.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4532895805888040966</id><published>2010-05-19T12:59:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-19T13:04:54.994+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas que me chateiam</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_PSxNmp25I/AAAAAAAAAok/-7n7bYETSxQ/s1600/productos_gasoleo_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_PSxNmp25I/AAAAAAAAAok/-7n7bYETSxQ/s400/productos_gasoleo_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472949715092495250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegar ao carro de manhã e perceber que não tenho gasóleo para fazer os habituais 50 kms matinais... irrita-me meter gasóleo de manhã, é logo motivo para chegar atrasada, ainda mais quando a sra da bomba se lembrar de ir tirar cafés em vez que receber os pagamentos no caixa... arggg... eu sei que as pessoas tb têm direito ao seu café ... &lt;br /&gt;E os papéis não são 100% eficazes, fico logo c/ a sensação de mãos sujas, até porque se ainda perder tempo a ir pedir as luvas, ainda mais atrasada chego ... humpf!%$#&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não percebo como é que ainda ninguém inventou uma maneira de meter gasóleo pela internet... então vá, cabecinhas pensadoras ... dediquem-se!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4532895805888040966?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4532895805888040966/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4532895805888040966&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4532895805888040966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4532895805888040966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/coisas-que-me-chateiam.html' title='Coisas que me chateiam'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_PSxNmp25I/AAAAAAAAAok/-7n7bYETSxQ/s72-c/productos_gasoleo_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3668290302973926984</id><published>2010-05-17T12:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T12:39:42.044+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Palavras que merecem ser publicadas</title><content type='html'>Recebi por e-mail e amei ... por isso partilho ... ainda com algumas lágrimas a espreitar ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Eq1k7JfUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/aqpc-oSJnlA/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 352px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Eq1k7JfUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/aqpc-oSJnlA/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5472202122165058882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Há quatro anos, faz hoje quatro anos, eu estava a arrumar roupinhas de bebé e a dar risinhos com a minha irmã. Estávamos contentes e nervosas, expectantes com este bebé que era só nosso e com quem íamos “poder brincar à vontade”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu e a minha irmã tínhamos esta sensação estranha de que o bebé que eu ia ter pertencia na realidade à nossa mãe. Comentávamos isto e riamos: “Achas que a mãe nos vai deixar andar com ela ao colo o dia todo?”. Na altura, sabíamos da estranheza desta impressão, mas não compreendíamos bem o porquê. Achámos que se devia ao facto de os últimos bebés a que tínhamos tido acesso terem sido os nossos dois irmãos mais novos, esses sim, de facto, os bebés da minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, quatro anos depois, compreendo que não era só isso. A verdade é que eu não sabia ser mãe. A minha mãe sabia. A minha mãe é uma mãe de mão cheia. E eu, inconscientemente, achava que por isso, ela seria a melhor pessoa para ser a mãe do meu bebé.&lt;br /&gt;Eu dizia “a minha filha” e olhava em volta, a tentar perceber se mais alguém achava aquela frase tão estranha como eu. Em segredo dizia-te "és o meu brinquedo". E mais baixinho, "desculpa, eu não sei bem o que estou a fazer".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não foi automático, nem fácil, nem rápido. Foi trabalhoso e desafiante, como costumam ser as grandes aprendizagens da vida. Foi o que tinha que ser. Tu aprendias a viver neste mundo, eu aprendia a ser a tua mãe. Todos os dias coleccionámos uma nova lição. Até não haver dúvidas e estarmos as duas adaptadas. Mãe e filha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ir avaliando a minha prestação. Faço-o de uma maneira científica e rigorosa.&lt;br /&gt;E então às vezes pergunto-te:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“Gostas da mãe ou queres ir buscar outra ao supermercado?”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Umas vezes dizes logo Gosto desta, outras gozas-me descaradamente. “Gostava mais de ter outra” e acrescentas alguém que sabes que me vai fazer ciúmes, muitas vezes a avó, mãe do pai. Também já disseste que gostavas de ter dois pais. Eu rio-me e tu também. Sabemos que não tens alternativas. Mãe é mãe. Que se há-de fazer?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã fazes quatro anos e eu tento lembrar-me como é o mundo quando temos quatro anos. E ocorre-me que crescer não é mais do que o esticar dos ossos aliado a algum cansaço trazido pelos anos. Não é muito mais do que isso, sabes. Para mim não tem sido.&lt;br /&gt;Eu estou na mesma para aí desde os meus 18 anos. Não mudei muito, sou talvez mais paciente, mais tolerante. Sei mais coisas, descobri mais caminhos. Mas na essência, estou igual. E por isso, te digo: não esperes que os anos te tragam respostas. Confia que aquilo que hoje te parece evidente provavelmente é porque é mesmo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um dia vou mostrar-te este texto. Mas só quando fores crescida, se calhar mesmo à beira de teres os teus próprios bebés. E nesse dia vais perceber que ninguém sabe realmente o que fazer. Fingimos, isso sim. E ao fazê-lo aprendemos.&lt;br /&gt;Há coisas que eu faço porque tem que ser, porque é o que é suposto uma mãe fazer. Às vezes consigo aparentar convicção, outras nem por isso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aqui te conto alguns segredos.&lt;br /&gt;Eu e o pai, quando vamos às reuniões na tua escola, sentimos sempre que os pais dos outros meninos são amigos dos nossos próprios pais e não pessoas da nossa idade.&lt;br /&gt;E eu, quando falo com a tua educadora, acho sempre que ela me vai mandar vestir o bibe e sentar-me ao pé de ti e dos teus amigos no tapete. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lembras-te quando pintaste as paredes do corredor a caneta? Fiz uma cara zangada, mas deram-me vontade de rir aqueles rabiscos a menos de um metro do chão pela parede fora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra: Quando eu insisto para comeres a sopa, é mais por uma questão de princípio. Não quero que sejas uma miúda “esquisitinha”. Mas sabes, na maioria das vezes, até nem havia problema se não comesses. Há coisas que eu também não gosto, ou que só aprendi a gostar mais tarde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah. E eu não me importo se não tiveres sempre boas notas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E acho que quando entrares na escola não devias ter trabalhos de casa. &lt;br /&gt;Eu prefiro que tu tenhas vontade de brincar do que sejas a melhor da turma. Aliás, não precisas de ser a melhor em nada.Se um dia fores a melhor (seja no jogo do elástico ou se ganhares o Nobel da Química) que seja porque o percurso para lá chegar te deu gozo e felicidade e não porque meteste na cabeça simplesmente que tinhas que ser a melhor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também não precisas de um dia ter um cargo muito importante. Basta teres um trabalho que te faça feliz e te permita obteres as coisas que são verdadeiramente importantes para ti. Preocupa-te com essas, deixa as outras. &lt;br /&gt;O tempo é mais importante que o dinheiro. A liberdade é carregarmos pouca bagagem. Não stresses, ignora o ritmo do mundo e vive segundo o teu próprio ritmo.&lt;br /&gt;Vais estar muitas vezes rodeada de pessoas chatas. Uma dica: Mantém a tua imaginação fértil e a tua criatividade apurada. São o botão turbo para accionar em caso de emergência: O teu corpo fica, mas a tua cabeça já está a passear. Abana a cabeça com ar afirmativo e diz “Pois” ou “ahã” de vez em quando. Ninguém vai reparar que não estás a prestar atenção nenhuma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu gostava que me respeitasses sempre mas que não tivesses medo de mim. Eu sei que quando fores adolescente vai haver alturas em que terei que te ameaçar com mil castigos e tu me vais desafiar constantemente. Às vezes já o fazes. Mas olha, se um dia estiveres mesmo enrascada, vem pedir-me ajuda. Que eu seja o teu primeiro telefonema. Sempre.&lt;br /&gt;Aconteça o que acontecer, eu estou aqui para te ajudar. &lt;br /&gt;E mantém-te fiel aos teus princípios. Em tudo o que fizeres deves ser honesta, trabalhadora e justa. Educada. Ciente da liberdade dos outros. Tolerante. Boa. Generosa. Feliz. &lt;br /&gt;Tudo o resto são pormenores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, olha, dou-te estes conselhos, porque sim. &lt;br /&gt;Porque as coisas que a minha mãe me ensinou ficaram para sempre na minha cabeça. &lt;br /&gt;Mas eu sei que a decisão será sempre tua. Não posso viver por ti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou tua, mas tu não és minha. Tu és do mundo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E, aos quatro anos, o mundo é teu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns, meu coração."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3668290302973926984?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3668290302973926984/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3668290302973926984&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3668290302973926984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3668290302973926984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/palavras-que-merecem-ser-publicadas.html' title='Palavras que merecem ser publicadas'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S_Eq1k7JfUI/AAAAAAAAAoc/aqpc-oSJnlA/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1102979674938562031</id><published>2010-05-12T13:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T13:39:13.893+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Baba de caracol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S-qhWFPB2fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KpnFSBxlnjA/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 108px; height: 118px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S-qhWFPB2fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KpnFSBxlnjA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5470362098129295858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá já aderi e estou a adorar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1102979674938562031?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1102979674938562031/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1102979674938562031&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1102979674938562031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1102979674938562031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/baba-de-caracol.html' title='Baba de caracol'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S-qhWFPB2fI/AAAAAAAAAoU/KpnFSBxlnjA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3500853734694701188</id><published>2010-05-03T12:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-05-03T12:51:54.584+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Mãe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S964XEqg57I/AAAAAAAAAoM/BkdvpfWJSIE/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 106px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S964XEqg57I/AAAAAAAAAoM/BkdvpfWJSIE/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467009704202921906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero que todas a mamãs tenham tido um óptimo dia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu foi maravilhoso com o meu principe a iluminá-lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um beijo especial à minha Mãe, obrigada por estares presente!&lt;br /&gt;E à minha mana, uma Grande Mãe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3500853734694701188?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3500853734694701188/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3500853734694701188&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3500853734694701188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3500853734694701188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/05/dia-da-mae.html' title='Dia da Mãe'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S964XEqg57I/AAAAAAAAAoM/BkdvpfWJSIE/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1498141504560312186</id><published>2010-04-28T13:27:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T14:10:22.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>1º aniversário</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S9gzpaSN2QI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ddkrgFvyDxw/s1600/Foto+red.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 313px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S9gzpaSN2QI/AAAAAAAAAoE/ddkrgFvyDxw/s400/Foto+red.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465174934337476866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 21 o meu R completou um ano de idade.&lt;br /&gt;Foi com enorme alegria que o comemoramos, fomos à escolinha com o R para levar o bolo aos coleguinhas, uma delícia ver como o R gosta de lá estar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No dia 25 foi a comemoração do aniversário e do bapitazado com a família e amigos. &lt;br /&gt;Foi maravilhoso porque todos participaram na festa, estava um dia de sol maravilhoso, todas as pessoas bem dispostas, o R portou-se lindamente, é mesmo muito querido, o meu filho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maternidade tem-se revelado para mim como a experiência mais enriquecedora e feliz de sempre.&lt;br /&gt;É inspiradora, faz-me viver, descobrir novos sonhos, novas formas de amar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com o R redescobri o verdadeiro significado dessa enigmática palavra  &lt;br /&gt;AMOR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1498141504560312186?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1498141504560312186/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1498141504560312186&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1498141504560312186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1498141504560312186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/1-aniversario.html' title='1º aniversário'/><author><name>For 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papás... hummm!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5499835413633385591?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5499835413633385591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5499835413633385591&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5499835413633385591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5499835413633385591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/preparativos.html' title='Preparativos'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2827898706312047803</id><published>2010-04-09T13:55:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:57:26.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Carros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S78j9b_DuNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/AIT1zud9JSQ/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S78j9b_DuNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/AIT1zud9JSQ/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458120811787565266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que não ligo muito a carros, mas gostei muito de andar com este enquanto o meu esteve na oficina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2827898706312047803?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2827898706312047803/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2827898706312047803&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2827898706312047803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2827898706312047803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/carros.html' title='Carros'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S78j9b_DuNI/AAAAAAAAAn0/AIT1zud9JSQ/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7567610953087130797</id><published>2010-04-09T13:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-09T13:51:51.224+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reconhecimento</title><content type='html'>É muito bom sentir que o nosso trabalho é reconhecido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje foi assim, renegociei as minhas condições e estou absolutamente radiante com os resultados.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7567610953087130797?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7567610953087130797/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7567610953087130797&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7567610953087130797'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7567610953087130797'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/reconhecimento.html' title='Reconhecimento'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4718658997537383990</id><published>2010-04-07T12:50:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T12:52:30.428+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sol</title><content type='html'>Este sol alegra-me, desperta-me e repõe-me os níveis de boa disposição!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4718658997537383990?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4718658997537383990/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4718658997537383990&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4718658997537383990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4718658997537383990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/sol.html' title='Sol'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6097268813180450806</id><published>2010-04-05T11:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T11:08:08.235+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Confiança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7m2SNd69nI/AAAAAAAAAnk/gYyitObZB6s/s1600/confianca350x4002gv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 350px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7m2SNd69nI/AAAAAAAAAnk/gYyitObZB6s/s400/confianca350x4002gv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456592847505127026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É muito bom sentir que se pode confiar em alguém ... mas é muito triste e revoltante quando esse sentimento se perde ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6097268813180450806?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6097268813180450806/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6097268813180450806&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6097268813180450806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6097268813180450806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/confianca.html' title='Confiança'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7m2SNd69nI/AAAAAAAAAnk/gYyitObZB6s/s72-c/confianca350x4002gv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1566617553153874576</id><published>2010-04-01T12:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T12:54:19.832+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amizade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7SI5eWvflI/AAAAAAAAAnc/mS4qPkmXcmQ/s1600/corrente-amizade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 297px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7SI5eWvflI/AAAAAAAAAnc/mS4qPkmXcmQ/s400/corrente-amizade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455135569634885202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom sentir que nos últimos tempos me cruzei com pessoas tão especiais ... que fazem toda a diferença ... e que são tão doces, solidárias, AMIGAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um grande beijo à minha querida I que se tem revelado tão especial na minha vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1566617553153874576?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1566617553153874576/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1566617553153874576&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1566617553153874576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1566617553153874576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/04/amizade.html' title='Amizade'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S7SI5eWvflI/AAAAAAAAAnc/mS4qPkmXcmQ/s72-c/corrente-amizade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1267566729730265662</id><published>2010-03-22T19:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-22T19:27:23.631Z</updated><title type='text'>De 2 ... a 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S6fC-DqcoGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/afh4n6TFYBI/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 114px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S6fC-DqcoGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/afh4n6TFYBI/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451540245346295906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achávamos nós que o R tinha 2 dentes quando ... tchnãa ... o papá descobriu mais três.&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá, ainda não os consegui ver muito bem mas já os senti!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com 11 meses o nosso R já faz "30 por uma linha"... e diverte os papás, a família e os amigos ... uma delícia.&lt;div 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you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S6fC-DqcoGI/AAAAAAAAAnU/afh4n6TFYBI/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3979242911806455203</id><published>2010-03-19T19:24:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-03-19T19:25:52.887Z</updated><title type='text'>Dia do Pai</title><content type='html'>Feliz dia do Pai querido T!&lt;br /&gt;És o melhor Pai do mundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu querido Pai, ... um beijinho até Ti!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3979242911806455203?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3979242911806455203/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3979242911806455203&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3979242911806455203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3979242911806455203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/dia-do-pai.html' title='Dia do Pai'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1129775137543613373</id><published>2010-03-17T19:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-17T19:38:03.963Z</updated><title type='text'>R ...</title><content type='html'>Mamã babada, sim!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fomos à festinha de um amigo que fez 3 aninhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre outros meninos guess quem brilhou? O mais pequenino, papás babados ...ai ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R a gatinhar pela sala toda, a sorrir para todos, a brincar com os brinquedos do T, a jogar à bola, a querer caminhar (correr) pela casa toda com os papás atrelados ... tão bem comportado ... tão doce ... tão sociável ... tão ... tão ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1129775137543613373?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1129775137543613373/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1129775137543613373&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1129775137543613373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1129775137543613373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/r_17.html' title='R ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5991063851142119252</id><published>2010-03-16T18:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-16T18:19:39.318Z</updated><title type='text'>R ... na praia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5_K2PaU5_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/YlsA0IC1YgY/s1600-h/imagesCAP9BCPA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5_K2PaU5_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/YlsA0IC1YgY/s400/imagesCAP9BCPA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449297107340290034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá fui eu a meio da tarde levar o meu R à praia que fica bem perto da escolinha ... hum ... delícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O R ficou bem quietinho a contemplar o mar ... no colo da mamã ... sentada numa rocha ... bom ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5991063851142119252?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5991063851142119252/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5991063851142119252&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5991063851142119252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5991063851142119252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/r-na-praia.html' title='R ... na praia'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5_K2PaU5_I/AAAAAAAAAm8/YlsA0IC1YgY/s72-c/imagesCAP9BCPA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2599216900066771809</id><published>2010-03-15T18:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-15T18:56:13.422Z</updated><title type='text'>Pai Pai Pai</title><content type='html'>É assim que anda o meu R, Pai Pai Pai ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a mamã serve para ... puxar cabelos, brincos, óculos, bahh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom ... nem tanto assim ;))) ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fico tão orgulhosa de os ver assim ... tão cúmplices ... tão únicos ... tão meus ... tão lindos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2599216900066771809?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2599216900066771809/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2599216900066771809&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2599216900066771809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2599216900066771809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/pai-pai-pai.html' title='Pai Pai Pai'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7363787173347834551</id><published>2010-03-12T18:38:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-12T19:01:29.065Z</updated><title type='text'>Fisioterapia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5qPgOiRH1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QU_2aP6jVVc/s1600-h/P7060483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5qPgOiRH1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QU_2aP6jVVc/s200/P7060483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447824483078446930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já comecei a fisioterapia ao meu querido pulso trabalhador ... espero melhorias breves!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7363787173347834551?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7363787173347834551/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7363787173347834551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7363787173347834551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7363787173347834551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/fisioterapia.html' title='Fisioterapia'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5qPgOiRH1I/AAAAAAAAAm0/QU_2aP6jVVc/s72-c/P7060483.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-543613603477452489</id><published>2010-03-08T13:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:19:18.889Z</updated><title type='text'>Sinto que devo partilhar ...</title><content type='html'>Dois homens, ambos gravemente doentes, estavam no mesmo quarto de hospital. Um deles podia sentar-se na sua cama durante uma hora, todas as  tardes, para que os fluidos circulassem nos seus pulmões.&lt;br /&gt;A sua cama estava junto da única janela do quarto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O outro homem tinha de ficar sempre deitado de costas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os homens conversavam horas a fio. Falavam das suas mulheres, famílias, das suas casas, dos seus empregos, dos seus aeromodelos, onde tinham passado as férias... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E todas as tardes, quando o homem da cama perto da janela se sentava, passava o tempo a descrever ao seu companheiro de quarto todas as coisas que conseguia ver do lado de fora da janela. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O homem da cama do lado começou a viver à espera desses períodos de uma hora, em que o seu mundo era alargado e animado por toda a actividade e cor do mundo do lado de fora da janela. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A janela dava para um parque com um lindo lago. Patos e cisnes, chapinhavam na água enquanto as crianças brincavam com os seus barquinhos. Jovens namorados caminhavam de braços dados por entre as flores de todas as cores do arco-íris. Árvores velhas e enormes acariciavam a paisagem e uma ténue vista da silhueta da cidade podia ser vislumbrada no horizonte.&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto o homem da cama perto da janela descrevia isto tudo com extraordinário pormenor, o homem no outro lado do quarto fechava os seus olhos e imaginava as pitorescas cenas. &lt;br /&gt;Um dia, o homem perto da janela descreveu um desfile que ia a passar: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Embora o outro homem não conseguisse ouvir a banda, conseguia vê-la e ouvi-la na sua mente, enquanto o outro senhor a retratava através de palavras bastante descritivas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dias e semanas passaram. Uma manhã, a enfermeira chegou ao quarto trazendo água para os seus banhos, e encontrou o corpo sem vida, o homem perto da janela, que tinha falecido calmamente enquanto dormia. &lt;br /&gt;Ela ficou muito triste e chamou os funcionários do hospital para que levassem o corpo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo que lhe pareceu apropriado, o outro homem perguntou se podia ser colocado na cama perto da janela. A enfermeira disse logo que sim e fez a troca.&lt;br /&gt;Depois de se certificar de que o homem estava bem instalado, a enfermeira  deixou o quarto.&lt;br /&gt;Lentamente, e cheio de dores, o homem ergueu-se, apoiado no cotovelo, para contemplar o mundo lá fora. Fez um grande esforço e lentamente olhou para o lado de fora da janela que dava, afinal, para uma parede de tijolo!&lt;br /&gt;O homem perguntou à enfermeira o que teria feito com que o seu falecido companheiro de quarto lhe tivesse descrito coisas tão maravilhosas do lado de fora da janela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A enfermeira respondeu que o homem era cego e nem sequer conseguia ver a parede. Talvez quisesse apenas dar-lhe coragem... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moral da História:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uma felicidade tremenda em fazer os outros felizes, apesar dos nossos próprios problemas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dor partilhada é metade da tristeza, mas a felicidade, quando partilhada, é dobrada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se te queres sentir rico, conta todas as coisas que tens que o dinheiro não pode comprar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;" O dia de hoje é uma dádiva, por isso é que o chamam de presente."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-543613603477452489?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/543613603477452489/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=543613603477452489&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/543613603477452489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/543613603477452489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/sinto-que-devo-partilhar.html' title='Sinto que devo partilhar ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7943300927297599962</id><published>2010-03-06T12:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-03-06T12:21:08.741Z</updated><title type='text'>R...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5JIOsgXRTI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3OxiJSYLR88/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 104px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5JIOsgXRTI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3OxiJSYLR88/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5445494316746622258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Semana com R com bronquiolite e uma pequena otite ...felizmente com algumas melhorias ... a aguardar resultado do raio x feito ontem com o papá...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7943300927297599962?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7943300927297599962/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7943300927297599962&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7943300927297599962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7943300927297599962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/r.html' title='R...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S5JIOsgXRTI/AAAAAAAAAmk/3OxiJSYLR88/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4459336274396303294</id><published>2010-03-01T13:07:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-03-01T13:15:41.781Z</updated><title type='text'>Great show</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4u8eZSOhrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DB42hDe7wuw/s1600-h/D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 129px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4u8eZSOhrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DB42hDe7wuw/s400/D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443651804976809650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como presente do dia dos namorados ofereci ao T os bilhetes para o concerto do David Fonseca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devo dizer-vos que teve uma performance invejável.&lt;br /&gt;Revelou um sentido de humor muito peculiar, fez-nos soltar valentes gargalhadas. Achei-o bastante teatral, mas ao mesmo tempo divertido, por vezes literário, com alguma ficção à mistura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proporcionou-nos momentos de grande diversão e entretenimento. Muito bom!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi sem dúvida um concerto especial que fica na memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para nós o David Fonseca também é especial uma vez que quando começamos a namorar, em 1998, tchtchhh ...;) os Silence 4 estavam na bera e nós gostávamos muito de os ouvir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4459336274396303294?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4459336274396303294/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4459336274396303294&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4459336274396303294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4459336274396303294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/03/great-show.html' title='Great show'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4u8eZSOhrI/AAAAAAAAAmc/DB42hDe7wuw/s72-c/D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4423030713239808565</id><published>2010-02-27T12:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-27T12:39:19.939Z</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4kQgZELlTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vY3M56_nBXA/s1600-h/imagesCA8G7YFA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4kQgZELlTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vY3M56_nBXA/s400/imagesCA8G7YFA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442899773324236082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem senti assim uma sensação de liberdade ... quando saí de casa para jantar com a minha mana e com a minha mãe.&lt;br /&gt;... Ai, que bom que foi o nosso simples encontro ... e foi bem agradável o programinha sem netos e sem genro, a três, tão único que não me lembro da última vez que aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada minhas queridas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4423030713239808565?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4423030713239808565/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4423030713239808565&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4423030713239808565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4423030713239808565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4kQgZELlTI/AAAAAAAAAmU/vY3M56_nBXA/s72-c/imagesCA8G7YFA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-8064091255177019794</id><published>2010-02-25T18:00:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-25T18:02:34.038Z</updated><title type='text'>Sol</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4a6t5kHZGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ITMbs6MFQJM/s1600-h/imagesCAJX20TB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 135px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4a6t5kHZGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ITMbs6MFQJM/s400/imagesCAJX20TB.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442242497433003106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Volta sol, por favor, estou com tantas saudades tuas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-8064091255177019794?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/8064091255177019794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=8064091255177019794&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/8064091255177019794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/8064091255177019794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/sol.html' title='Sol'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4a6t5kHZGI/AAAAAAAAAmM/ITMbs6MFQJM/s72-c/imagesCAJX20TB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4952658765958610915</id><published>2010-02-23T19:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:31:33.786Z</updated><title type='text'>Óleo de massagem em vela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QsrTwUvEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QdnjlPXhuSc/s1600-h/imagesCAOJYUGA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 101px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QsrTwUvEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QdnjlPXhuSc/s400/imagesCAOJYUGA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441523372319358018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabiam que existe óleo de massagem em forma de vela.&lt;br /&gt;A vela vai ardendo e verte o óleo para o nosso corpo para ser feita a massagem.&lt;br /&gt;E a que eu experimentei tinha um aroma deliciosooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4952658765958610915?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4952658765958610915/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4952658765958610915&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4952658765958610915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4952658765958610915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/oleo-de-massagem-em-vela.html' title='Óleo de massagem em vela'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QsrTwUvEI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QdnjlPXhuSc/s72-c/imagesCAOJYUGA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-9164969518221619369</id><published>2010-02-23T19:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-23T19:25:37.606Z</updated><title type='text'>Relaxamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QrHH8NLII/AAAAAAAAAl8/aYEgaNFtF18/s1600-h/imagesCA03UG72.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 117px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QrHH8NLII/AAAAAAAAAl8/aYEgaNFtF18/s400/imagesCA03UG72.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441521651161050242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje na minha massagem tive direito a uma manta de chás para relaxar as costinhas ... hum ...  bem estava a precisar ... hum!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-9164969518221619369?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/9164969518221619369/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=9164969518221619369&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9164969518221619369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9164969518221619369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/relaxamento.html' title='Relaxamento'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S4QrHH8NLII/AAAAAAAAAl8/aYEgaNFtF18/s72-c/imagesCA03UG72.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2595164135631218914</id><published>2010-02-19T18:05:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-02-19T18:16:24.083Z</updated><title type='text'>O melhor livro de sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S37VL5NdeNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dMJbKvMzxsA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 105px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S37VL5NdeNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dMJbKvMzxsA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440019800222693586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Como 1º item da minha lista de presentes de Natal, este ano tive vários livros e ainda bem. É o meu presente de eleição, a par de todo o tipo de jóias, acessórios e bijuterias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este foi presente da minha querida mana, acabei agora de o ler.&lt;br /&gt;Vivi o livro intensamente a adorei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recomendo vivamente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2595164135631218914?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2595164135631218914/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2595164135631218914&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2595164135631218914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2595164135631218914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/o-melhor-livro-de-sempre.html' title='O melhor livro de sempre'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S37VL5NdeNI/AAAAAAAAAl0/dMJbKvMzxsA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7353828817161751494</id><published>2010-02-17T13:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-17T13:10:04.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Imagens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3vpl9agPFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IK_whnvCMS4/s1600-h/a.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3vpl9agPFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IK_whnvCMS4/s320/a.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5439197813330164818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olho para eles ... durante a noite depois de um daqueles acordares do R... dou por mim a pensar ... ou talvez a sonhar ... há imagens que gostaria de conseguir guardar para sempre na memória...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enroscados um no outro ... embalados por este imenso amor ... entre carícias aveludadas ... como Os Amo ...&lt;br /&gt;... adormeço ainda mais feliz... porque quando acordar, eles estarão a meu lado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7353828817161751494?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7353828817161751494/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7353828817161751494&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7353828817161751494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7353828817161751494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/imagens.html' title='Imagens'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3vpl9agPFI/AAAAAAAAAlk/IK_whnvCMS4/s72-c/a.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6496425710815712437</id><published>2010-02-15T18:33:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-02-15T18:35:39.074Z</updated><title type='text'>Carnaval</title><content type='html'>Bom carnaval a todos, enquanto um príncipe egípcio passeia cá por casa ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6496425710815712437?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6496425710815712437/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6496425710815712437&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6496425710815712437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6496425710815712437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/carnaval.html' title='Carnaval'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5212323958250021205</id><published>2010-02-11T18:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-11T18:45:05.117Z</updated><title type='text'>Trabalho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3RP-V3CdOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/h_4r1cd9ei8/s1600-h/imagesCA3W1W32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 110px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3RP-V3CdOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/h_4r1cd9ei8/s320/imagesCA3W1W32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437058582581507298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de tudo, do meu horário reduzido, do usufruto da licença, o trabalho corre-me bem e a empresa vai colhendo frutos... tudo isso me traz felicidade e satisfação!&lt;br /&gt;É bom que assim seja!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5212323958250021205?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5212323958250021205/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5212323958250021205&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5212323958250021205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5212323958250021205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/trabalho.html' title='Trabalho'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S3RP-V3CdOI/AAAAAAAAAlc/h_4r1cd9ei8/s72-c/imagesCA3W1W32.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5644582670750273295</id><published>2010-02-09T12:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-02-09T12:55:44.049Z</updated><title type='text'>R vai à escola</title><content type='html'>Ontem o R regressou à escolinha. &lt;br /&gt;A conjuntivite faz parte do passado, resta-nos um pouco de tosse a mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Além de ter aprendido a dançar temos uma nova proeza ... O R sabe jogar à bola, apanha e depois atira vezes sem conta ... é a brincadeira de maior sucesso  actualmente!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5644582670750273295?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5644582670750273295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5644582670750273295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5644582670750273295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5644582670750273295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/r-vai-escola.html' title='R vai à escola'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7550445906965091606</id><published>2010-02-03T18:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:52:57.950Z</updated><title type='text'>Conjuntivite</title><content type='html'>O meu R com conjuntivite desde segunda ... bahhh ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7550445906965091606?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7550445906965091606/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7550445906965091606&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7550445906965091606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7550445906965091606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/02/conjuntivite.html' title='Conjuntivite'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3987912577142952495</id><published>2010-01-29T22:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:11:11.745Z</updated><title type='text'>Ano novo, casa nova</title><content type='html'>Lá fomos hoje levar o decorador da casa actual à casa nova. Foi bom vê-lo surpreendido com a nova aquisição.&lt;br /&gt;Amei os seus palpites, como sempre orientadíssimo. É tão bom ter alguém com bom gosto a orientar-nos ... só de pensar que não terei que andar a ver 500 mil sítios, 500 mil revistas para ficar com uma casa maravilhosa ... hum, que bom! Eu sei que há muita gente que gosta de o fazer mas não é o meu caso. Fico radiante por ser aconselhada por alguém que admiro e de quem gosto do trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cá entre nós ficamos com tantas ideias, arrisco dizer que a casa nova vai ficar muito à frente ;)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3987912577142952495?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3987912577142952495/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3987912577142952495&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3987912577142952495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3987912577142952495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/ano-novo-casa-nova.html' title='Ano novo, casa nova'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5982238733132274003</id><published>2010-01-29T22:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:06:34.146Z</updated><title type='text'>Terapia</title><content type='html'>Caminhar à beira-mar com o R depois da escolinha, olhar para o seu sorriso encantador, sorver o momento ... pena que a chuva tenha voltado ... espero que por pouco tempo ...&lt;div 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you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4266508681443649467</id><published>2010-01-25T18:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-25T19:04:14.179Z</updated><title type='text'>Valorizando as coisas simples da vida</title><content type='html'>Fico contente com o simples facto de conseguir agrafar novamente sem ter uma dor fulminante no polegar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisas simples que aprendemos a valorizar após as adversidades da vida ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4266508681443649467?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7868907489351471935</id><published>2010-01-21T22:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-21T22:46:31.872Z</updated><title type='text'>9 meses de R</title><content type='html'>E quem está hoje de Parabéns? O principe, pois é, já cá contam 18 meses, 9 dentro e 9 fora ... que homem grande e lindo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surpresa do dia foi que o R mostrou aos papás que sabe dançar. É mesmo verdade, o R aprendeu a dançar e quando comecei a cantarolar como de costume lá estava o R a abanar o capacete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamã radiante!&lt;br /&gt;Mamã feliz!&lt;br /&gt;R feliz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7868907489351471935?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7868907489351471935/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7868907489351471935&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7868907489351471935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7868907489351471935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/9-meses-de-r.html' title='9 meses de R'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2632400630124388008</id><published>2010-01-21T22:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2010-01-29T22:01:22.930Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Síndrome do canal cárpico'/><title type='text'>Prof. Noronha</title><content type='html'>Tenho que fazer juz a este grande ortopedista que com uma infiltração no pulso acredita que o meu ficará como novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos ver se tudo corre bem, estou super optimista.&lt;br /&gt;Saí da consulta absolutamente radiante, hoje acordei feliz da vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye cirurgia, é para vermos como devemos sempre recorrer a várias opiniões e devemos ir aos melhores. Infelizmente cada vez há mais médicos que são autênticos comerciantes, temos que fugir deles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez tenho que agradecer ao meu anjo da guarda na terra, a minha mana, que me animou a ir a esta consulta no meio de tantas outras. És um doce minha querida, uma luz na minha vida a iluminar-me o caminho certo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2632400630124388008?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2632400630124388008/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2632400630124388008&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2632400630124388008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2632400630124388008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/prof-noronha.html' title='Prof. Noronha'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3954420308189191788</id><published>2010-01-20T12:15:00.001Z</published><updated>2010-01-20T12:16:46.779Z</updated><title type='text'>Hum ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S1bz4jxi0pI/AAAAAAAAAlU/j9_PcfPTbu8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 131px; height: 87px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S1bz4jxi0pI/AAAAAAAAAlU/j9_PcfPTbu8/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428794553842979474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma bela massagem ...&lt;br /&gt;encontro-me de espírito renovado ... e bem mais animada ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3954420308189191788?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3954420308189191788/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3954420308189191788&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3954420308189191788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3954420308189191788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/hum.html' title='Hum ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/S1bz4jxi0pI/AAAAAAAAAlU/j9_PcfPTbu8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6306744659658418843</id><published>2010-01-13T17:43:00.003Z</published><updated>2010-01-13T17:49:44.796Z</updated><title type='text'>Angústia</title><content type='html'>Não me lembrava desta sensação ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi o que senti hoje ... ligaram da escola, R com febre e aborrecido ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mamã a 50 kms de distância ... viagem infindável, chuva vento que me impediam de ir mais rápido ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora estou em casa com o meu R, está tranquilo a descansar, bem ... agora que aquele momento de ansiedade passou estou melhor ...&lt;br /&gt;Mas que difícil que foi ... que aperto no peito, parecia que a minha pele estava tão esticada que ía explodir a qualquer momento, que sensação má ... só queria chegar bem perto do meu R para o acariciar ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Se antes de ser Mãe eu passasse por estas palavras e as visse pensaria "que enorme exagero" não duvido, mas a S como Mãe é uma pessoa tão diferente da S antes de ser Mãe ... tão diferente ... é bem verdade que só nos conhecemos depois de passar pelas situações ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é bem verdade é que amo ser Mãe, é sem sombra de dúvida a melhor coisa da minha vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6306744659658418843?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6306744659658418843/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6306744659658418843&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6306744659658418843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6306744659658418843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/angustia.html' title='Angústia'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2117053791121522578</id><published>2010-01-06T23:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2010-01-06T23:09:48.426Z</updated><title type='text'>2010</title><content type='html'>Muitos planos para este novo ano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudança de instalações da empresa, bem maiores, com fortes perspectivas de crescimento;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudança de casa, deixamos o n/ pequeno T2 para morar numa moradia modesta em dimensões mas situada num lugar lindo e bem luxuosa;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provável cirurgia na mão direita ... recuperação lenta ...;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R e novas aventuras, R a caminhar, R a comunicar mais e mais, R a iluminar todos os meus dias!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2117053791121522578?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2117053791121522578/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2117053791121522578&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2117053791121522578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2117053791121522578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-433513336282474208</id><published>2009-12-29T17:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:43:49.636Z</updated><title type='text'>Sindrome do túnel cárpico</title><content type='html'>Alguém sabe algo s/ o assunto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi-me diagnosticado e está a limitar a minha qualidade de vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agradeço que partilhem as v/ experiências e conselhos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fisioterapia / acupunctura? Para alívio da dor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-433513336282474208?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/433513336282474208/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=433513336282474208&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/433513336282474208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/433513336282474208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/sindrome-do-tunel-carpico.html' title='Sindrome do túnel cárpico'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-683416267525180537</id><published>2009-12-29T17:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:40:20.554Z</updated><title type='text'>Natal</title><content type='html'>Já passou ... em família, como tem e deve ser ... e ainda bem que assim é.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especial... sim ... porque temos o nosso R!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visto que não tive oportunidade de vos desejar Feliz Natal aproveito já para desejar um excelente 2010 repleto de coisas boas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-683416267525180537?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/683416267525180537/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=683416267525180537&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/683416267525180537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/683416267525180537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/natal.html' title='Natal'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1252057838842139297</id><published>2009-12-29T17:34:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-29T17:37:12.075Z</updated><title type='text'>8 meses de R</title><content type='html'>No dia 21 de Dez o R fez 8 meses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste último mês aprendi como é bom tê-lo quando temos que atravessar sérias adversidades. Como é bom chegar extenuada e ver o meu doce a dormir e admirá-lo ... e sorrir.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1252057838842139297?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1252057838842139297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1252057838842139297&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1252057838842139297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1252057838842139297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/8-meses-de-r.html' title='8 meses de R'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1893239623346574308</id><published>2009-12-20T21:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-20T22:03:57.550Z</updated><title type='text'>Difícil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sy6fIMksVMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/57p4EAioWSY/s1600-h/l%C3%A1g.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 173px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sy6fIMksVMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/57p4EAioWSY/s320/l%C3%A1g.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5417442364936180930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente terminou esta dura semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vimos partir um ente querido, vítima de cancro no estômago, diagnosticado no dia em que o meu R nasceu ...&lt;br /&gt;Partiu, por ironia do destino, no dia em que faria 55 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resta-me dar todo o meu apoio aos meus queridos primos que apesar de serem 3 homens feitos (de 23, 29 e 32 anos) ficaram muito abalados com o que aconteceu.&lt;br /&gt;Fico muito triste por eles e pelo que sei que estão a sofrer, porque sei bem demais quão forte é esta dor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1893239623346574308?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1893239623346574308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1893239623346574308&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1893239623346574308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1893239623346574308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/dificil.html' title='Difícil'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sy6fIMksVMI/AAAAAAAAAlM/57p4EAioWSY/s72-c/l%C3%A1g.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5598876842259132673</id><published>2009-12-09T17:57:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-09T18:01:39.874Z</updated><title type='text'>Incrível é</title><content type='html'>Chegar à escolinha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ver o R a comer a papa biológica com fruta como se gostasse imenso ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... perguntei se dormiu bem: R adormeceu lindamente, foi procurando a sua posição e dormiu de barriga para baixo (nunca tal vi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R já não ia à escolinha há mais de uma semana porque estava constipado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... será que me trocaram o filho!?! loool!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que assim é! E agora foi tão fácil de o adormecer quando chegamos que ainda nem acredito! Viva a escolinha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5598876842259132673?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5598876842259132673/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5598876842259132673&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5598876842259132673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5598876842259132673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/incrivel-e.html' title='Incrível é'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5057770428243998808</id><published>2009-12-03T18:34:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-12-03T18:36:30.333Z</updated><title type='text'>Ai os malandros</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SxgE24QoA6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/uXlugdA34KE/s1600-h/imagesCAI4DPL5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 104px; height: 120px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SxgE24QoA6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/uXlugdA34KE/s320/imagesCAI4DPL5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411080293147214754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente apareceram, romperam em surdina e apareceram aos pares!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5057770428243998808?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5057770428243998808/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5057770428243998808&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5057770428243998808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5057770428243998808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/ai-os-malandros.html' title='Ai os malandros'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SxgE24QoA6I/AAAAAAAAAlE/uXlugdA34KE/s72-c/imagesCAI4DPL5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1716524949196982822</id><published>2009-12-02T18:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-12-02T18:12:41.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Princesinha</title><content type='html'>Delícia é ... ver a princesa dar os seus passitos de ballet ... e de repente éramos só nós a desfrutar de um momento mágico ... em que por momentos todos os problemas foram esquecidos ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doce, bem doce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A minha mana M tem a menina mais maravilhosa que alguma vez vi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1716524949196982822?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1716524949196982822/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1716524949196982822&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1716524949196982822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1716524949196982822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/12/princesinha.html' title='Princesinha'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-9219847441641510163</id><published>2009-11-26T12:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-11-26T13:00:51.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Inimigo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sw57ZZxgBhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vxcZF74gbPw/s1600/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 90px; height: 140px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sw57ZZxgBhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vxcZF74gbPw/s200/aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408395878863996434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corpo inimigo da felicidade ... :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-9219847441641510163?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/9219847441641510163/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=9219847441641510163&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9219847441641510163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9219847441641510163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/inimigo.html' title='Inimigo'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sw57ZZxgBhI/AAAAAAAAAk8/vxcZF74gbPw/s72-c/aa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6275959796428713898</id><published>2009-11-22T23:02:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-22T23:06:40.367Z</updated><title type='text'>Gym</title><content type='html'>Ligaram-me do ginásio a dar os Parabéns e a dizer que como presente me oferecem uma massagem,... e eu que ando com tantas saudades das minhas massagens ... música para os meus ouvidos. &lt;br /&gt;Já marquei e tudo, antes que se arrependam ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa, hum?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6275959796428713898?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6275959796428713898/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6275959796428713898&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6275959796428713898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6275959796428713898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/gym.html' title='Gym'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6826231306629034592</id><published>2009-11-17T21:04:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:18:15.428Z</updated><title type='text'>Um  pouco de mim em 5 revelações!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMP-ff18TI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dE72eYOAfYo/s1600/imagesCAY0RMIA.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 87px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMP-ff18TI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dE72eYOAfYo/s400/imagesCAY0RMIA.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405181544056090930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desafiada pela Carrie, cá vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para participar neste desafio é necessário:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1º Seguir as regras;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º Levar o selo acima que identifica quem está, esteve ou estará no desafio;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3º Completar as seguintes frases:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Eu já ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Eu nunca ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Eu sei ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Eu quero ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Eu sonho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4º Depois de completar a frase com as respostas indicar 5 blogs para dar sequência ao desafio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) Eu já ... fui ao Brasil, Itália, Letónia, Estónia, Lituânia, Suiça, França, Alemanha, Bélgica, Holanda, Suécia, Noruega, Dinamarca, México, Cuba, Jamaica, ..., enfim ..., e agora vou para fora cá dentro, aproveitando assim a chegada do meu R ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b) Eu nunca ... never say never ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c) Eu sei ... amar, ser amiga, filha, mulher, irmã, mãe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;d) Eu quero ... ter uma casa nova&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e) Eu sonho ... ter todos os que amo sempre perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E os nomeados são:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://cookandcream.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://aminhavidadavaumaserie.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://vivernumanuvem.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://atelierdesonhos.blogspot.com/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://blogdosonhos.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6826231306629034592?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6826231306629034592/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6826231306629034592&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6826231306629034592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6826231306629034592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/um-pouco-de-mim-em-5-revelacoes.html' title='Um  pouco de mim em 5 revelações!'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMP-ff18TI/AAAAAAAAAk0/dE72eYOAfYo/s72-c/imagesCAY0RMIA.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1583983650887426955</id><published>2009-11-17T20:50:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:00:18.531Z</updated><title type='text'>Digno de telenovela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMNAyz_rmI/AAAAAAAAAks/mkriObhVnqI/s1600/imagesCAZBK1CE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMNAyz_rmI/AAAAAAAAAks/mkriObhVnqI/s400/imagesCAZBK1CE.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405178285065743970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De repente hoje lá na empresa todos nos sentimos parte integrante da cena de uma novela, em que eu era a personagem principal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chega um senhor todo bem apresentado com um ramo de flores para entregar cá à S.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu cá é que gostava de ver a minha própria cara na cena.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando dei por mim, estava mesmo dentro da cena à procura do mítico cartão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ramo, bem mais bonito que o da imagem, ficou a embelezar a minha mesa e eu encantada com ele.&lt;br /&gt;Uma delícia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem me enviou foi precisamente a pessoa (colaboradora da empresa) que saíu da empresa no final de outubro e que andei a tratar de substituir na saga das entrevistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É bom saber que as pessoas se movem mas ficam a nutrir por nós um carinho tão especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como sou tramada deixei ficar o suspense durante algum tempo e nesse entretanto ninguém teve coragem de me perguntar nada (que isto é muito respeitinho), nem os chefes looool e só mais tarde é que disse que tinha sido a B.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1583983650887426955?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1583983650887426955/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1583983650887426955&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1583983650887426955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1583983650887426955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/digno-de-telenovela.html' title='Digno de telenovela'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwMNAyz_rmI/AAAAAAAAAks/mkriObhVnqI/s72-c/imagesCAZBK1CE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6780645617671296129</id><published>2009-11-16T23:40:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-16T23:49:04.955Z</updated><title type='text'>Cheguei aos 30</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwHjGd-mtQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VOEwr4jGcl4/s1600/aniv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 279px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwHjGd-mtQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VOEwr4jGcl4/s400/aniv.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5404850728087237890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mim mesma!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É verdade cheguei aos 30, foi um dia  ...   Feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Dia de férias para S, R e T!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de amor, partilha, tranquilidade, familia, carinho... o que me trouxe este novo aniversário? A consciência que aos 30 anos sou simplesmente &lt;strong&gt;Feliz&lt;/strong&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;Tenho tudo o que tinha planeado!&lt;br /&gt;Que mais posso querer?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As fotos este ano vão brilhar com o meu R, serão as fotos mais bonitas de todos os aniversários.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ainda por cima recebi um presente absolutamente fabuloso do meu T ;)))), foto a publicar logo que possivel!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6780645617671296129?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6780645617671296129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6780645617671296129&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6780645617671296129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6780645617671296129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/cheguei-aos-30.html' title='Cheguei aos 30'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SwHjGd-mtQI/AAAAAAAAAkk/VOEwr4jGcl4/s72-c/aniv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6246276470758325609</id><published>2009-11-13T17:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:04:39.230Z</updated><title type='text'>R na escolinha</title><content type='html'>O R desde ontem que está na escolinha das 10h às 16h.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mamã estava ansiosa ontem quando o foi buscar pela primeira vez, e fiquei desolada quando cheguei e vi que o R estava a chorincar. Eu sei que o R até foi um privilegiado porque como toma biberão foi o primeiro a lanchar e que estava na espreguiçadeira, por sinal toda xpto a ver as educadoras dar a papa aos outros meninos e portanto naquele momento não lhe podiam estar a dar mais atenção.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sei, mas coração de Mãe é tramado, é mesmo. Racionalmente consigo ver tudo com o devido distanciamento mas quando os sentimentos falam mais alto ouó...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente hoje fui buscar o R (felizmente tive formação e cheguei um pouco mais tarde, o que correu bem) e cheguei num momento diferente, R na salinha entre os coleguinhas a brincar ... enfim ... coração da mamã tranquilo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segundo informação das educadoras esteve nos dois dias muito bem, come bem, palra muito para adormecer e acorda os coleguinhas, mas dorme bem, brinca e está sempre bem-disposto.&lt;br /&gt;Dizem maravilhas para primeiros dias, dizem que está mesmo a correr muito bem, mas a verdade é que podem dizer o que quiserem... o que me interessa é eu ver, como hoje, o meu R feliz a brincar e a palrar, nem mostrei logo que lá estava para ver o ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;E hoje sim, gostei do que vi. &lt;br /&gt;R feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Mamã feliz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sv2ea9NfBDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/kx3Mcai5m9g/s1600-h/R+1360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sv2ea9NfBDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/kx3Mcai5m9g/s400/R+1360.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403649313859372082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6246276470758325609?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6246276470758325609/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6246276470758325609&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6246276470758325609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6246276470758325609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/r-na-escolinha_13.html' title='R na escolinha'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sv2ea9NfBDI/AAAAAAAAAkc/kx3Mcai5m9g/s72-c/R+1360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-8280392286591367919</id><published>2009-11-11T12:57:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-11T13:00:03.678Z</updated><title type='text'>School bus</title><content type='html'>Japão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svq02XxglLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2qgXpSd9juo/s1600-h/a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 99px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svq02XxglLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2qgXpSd9juo/s400/a.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402829549171938482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Índia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svq0xj8DQxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/IX9HXwDYzK0/s1600-h/aa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 103px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svq0xj8DQxI/AAAAAAAAAkM/IX9HXwDYzK0/s400/aa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402829466538033938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Incrivel!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-8280392286591367919?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/8280392286591367919/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=8280392286591367919&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/8280392286591367919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/8280392286591367919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/school-bus.html' title='School bus'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svq02XxglLI/AAAAAAAAAkU/2qgXpSd9juo/s72-c/a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6306784247449257193</id><published>2009-11-08T21:21:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-11-08T21:30:04.982Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma semana de infantário</title><content type='html'>Saldo muito positivo segundo as informações da escolinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R perfeitamente integrado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para já de horário reduzido, continua a ir apenas 1h30, na hora do social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana mantém-se o plano mas em breve comerá lá a sopinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eentretanto ontem estive com uma sra amiga que trabalha lá (conections privilegiadas) e confirmou que sempre que viu lá o R estava muito bem-disposto, pelos vistos gosta muito das espreguiçadeiras da escolinha, dos coleguinhas e até já experimentou a sua caminha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;R feliz!&lt;br /&gt;Mamã tranquila!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svc3_V19_9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/yseAuXQ9fx4/s1600-h/R+1390.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 230px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svc3_V19_9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/yseAuXQ9fx4/s400/R+1390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401847839388991442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6306784247449257193?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6306784247449257193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6306784247449257193&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6306784247449257193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6306784247449257193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/uma-semana-de-infantario.html' title='Uma semana de infantário'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Svc3_V19_9I/AAAAAAAAAkE/yseAuXQ9fx4/s72-c/R+1390.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6052460909129382874</id><published>2009-11-06T22:43:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-06T22:48:00.966Z</updated><title type='text'>Sentimentos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvSmlGmkfDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-c5ACfLh7js/s1600-h/R+1148.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvSmlGmkfDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-c5ACfLh7js/s400/R+1148.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401125009481825330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dia de sentimentos contraditórios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por um lado, este é habitualmente um dia particularmente triste pois o meu Pai faleceu neste dia e como tal não há como não lembrar esses momentos que há 8 anos atrás mudaram a nossa vida de forma tão definitiva e assustadora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje aconteceu algo muito especial, algo que muito aguardei, nasceu a I, filha da minha grande amiga A. Já nos enviaram uma foto absolutamente encantadora da princesa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coisas do destino ... a este dia está agora associada a I, tão especial, tão aguardada, já tão amada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6052460909129382874?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6052460909129382874/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6052460909129382874&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6052460909129382874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6052460909129382874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/sentimentos.html' title='Sentimentos'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvSmlGmkfDI/AAAAAAAAAj8/-c5ACfLh7js/s72-c/R+1148.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2955103171253182216</id><published>2009-11-04T23:35:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:40:14.531Z</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns papá T</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvIP_Y2kvGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2CiJJwD4PW8/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 143px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvIP_Y2kvGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2CiJJwD4PW8/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5400396484848172130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O meu querido T faz hoje 30 anitos, em breve chegarei a esse clube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parabéns meu querido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comecei há dois meses a trabalhar, faz hoje exactamente, e desde esse dia que o R deixou de dormir a noite toda. &lt;br /&gt;Mas, espantem-se..., o R hoje presenteou o papá com uma noite plena de soninho, nós é que o acordamos para mamar, e quem bem que soube ...! O R dormiu quase 9 horas, iupiii! Que bela prenda!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2955103171253182216?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2955103171253182216/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2955103171253182216&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2955103171253182216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2955103171253182216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/parabens-papa-t.html' title='Parabéns papá T'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SvIP_Y2kvGI/AAAAAAAAAj0/2CiJJwD4PW8/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1527336511716200502</id><published>2009-11-02T22:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-02T22:37:51.046Z</updated><title type='text'>R na escolinha</title><content type='html'>O R foi pela primeira vez à escolinha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao que tudo indica correu bem, apenas esteve lá uma hora e meia, na hora do social.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta semana vai ser assim, estamos na fase de adaptação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mamã está tranquila ... deve mesmo estar a aplicar-se a velha máxima "o que o olhos não veêm o coração não sente" ... na verdade são os avós que o levam e trazem ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1527336511716200502?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1527336511716200502/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1527336511716200502&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1527336511716200502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1527336511716200502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/11/r-na-escolinha.html' title='R na escolinha'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1703987738562175215</id><published>2009-10-28T12:35:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-28T12:38:20.923Z</updated><title type='text'>Chocolate, Chocolate</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Consumo de chocolate aumenta a longevidade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sug6tWqLL7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7XbFkViSR8A/s1600-h/chocolates.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sug6tWqLL7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7XbFkViSR8A/s400/chocolates.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397628704254537650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta foi a conclusão dum estudo publicado no "British Medical Journal", baseada nos registos de saúde de 7841 homens que frequentaram a Universidade de Harvard entre 1916 e 1950. Depois de concluída a análise de dados, verificou-se que os indivíduos que consumiam entre 1 a 3 chocolates por mês reduziam em 36% o risco de morte, comparativamente com os abstémios. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que tal uma taça de chocolate quente ao final da tarde? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desinibam-se os fãs! Não há que ter peso na consciência, estão a aumentar a esperança média de vida!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1703987738562175215?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1703987738562175215/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1703987738562175215&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1703987738562175215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1703987738562175215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/chocolate-chocolate.html' title='Chocolate, Chocolate'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sug6tWqLL7I/AAAAAAAAAjs/7XbFkViSR8A/s72-c/chocolates.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3129375136200621958</id><published>2009-10-26T13:14:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-10-26T13:18:34.538Z</updated><title type='text'>Um cabelo, dois cabelos ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SuWgweyNZ_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/4mZkRyB8bIk/s1600-h/cabelo_branco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SuWgweyNZ_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/4mZkRyB8bIk/s200/cabelo_branco.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396896483231229938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes dou por mim a pensar: a partir de que número de cabelos brancos tenho que tratar do assunto?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto tanto da cor natural do meu cabelo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não costumo arrancar os cabelos brancos, encaro-os como experiência e sabedoria ... mas hoje tinha um ... na minha fantástica franja ... teve mesmo que ser!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3129375136200621958?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3129375136200621958/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3129375136200621958&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3129375136200621958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3129375136200621958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/um-cabelo-dois-cabelos.html' title='Um cabelo, dois cabelos ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SuWgweyNZ_I/AAAAAAAAAjk/4mZkRyB8bIk/s72-c/cabelo_branco.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-306913909319153937</id><published>2009-10-21T23:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T23:11:26.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns R</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St-G7h9WaLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/m_6rRt2eWsc/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 116px; height: 116px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St-G7h9WaLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/m_6rRt2eWsc/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395179235899238578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao meu R, pelo meio ano de vida!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 meses de amor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-306913909319153937?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/306913909319153937/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=306913909319153937&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/306913909319153937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/306913909319153937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/parabens-r.html' title='Parabéns R'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St-G7h9WaLI/AAAAAAAAAjc/m_6rRt2eWsc/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-7808907943084705959</id><published>2009-10-20T16:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:30:24.519+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em festa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St3XigRPcTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eIgEQuvqs1o/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 114px; height: 135px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St3XigRPcTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eIgEQuvqs1o/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5394704916437496114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este fim-de-semana fomos ao casamento de dois amigos ... gosto de ir a casamentos, de amigos então... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormimos num hotel próximo visto que estávamos muito longe de casa, o R adormeceu no casório por volta das 22h e engatou no sono da noite ... apesar da música e do bailarico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os papás aproveitaram para tirar a barriga de misérias e ... quando demos conta eram duas da matina e nós ainda na pista a curtir o musicol ... que delícia ... que saudades de estar com as minha queridas amigas numa pista a dançar sem preconceitos e a divertirmo-nos imenso... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa realidade é tão diferente agora mas por momentos voltamos ao tempo da faculdade, tirando a parte dos copos claro, até porque eu cá ainda estou a amamentar, a R está grávida de 7 meses e a C ia conduzir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi uma delícia, uma delícia, por momentos voltamos a ser as mesmas miúdas de 20 anos a gozarem umas com as outras e a curtir as músicas mais out of fashion e outras bem bimbas que iam aparecendo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amei, princesas, vocês são fantásticas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E obrigada ao meu R pela abébia que deu aos seus papás!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-7808907943084705959?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/7808907943084705959/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=7808907943084705959&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7808907943084705959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/7808907943084705959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/em-festa.html' title='Em festa'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/St3XigRPcTI/AAAAAAAAAjU/eIgEQuvqs1o/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-9167119458263521086</id><published>2009-10-13T18:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:48:35.420+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que modelito ...</title><content type='html'>No último dia de gym vi o melhor modelito de sempre:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¨ que tal t-shirt branca transparente e curta, soutien de renda de duas cores, corsários justos curtos com meia rosa com folhinho da mesma cor a sobressair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pena não ter tirado a foto para vos mostrar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-9167119458263521086?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/9167119458263521086/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=9167119458263521086&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9167119458263521086'/><link rel='self' 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por lhe dar leitinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2º dia (hoje):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cenário: R bem-disposto e com fome. &lt;br /&gt;Comeu aí uns 80 de sopa, foi a que lhe disponibilizamos e meia pêra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi muito bom, os papás ficaram radiantes, claro que para esta conquista nem consigo precisar de quanto tempo precisamos, mas foi muito. &lt;br /&gt;O que é certo é que valeu a pena.&lt;br /&gt;A pêra no início parecia que ía correr muito bem mas a determinado momento o R percebeu que era divertido pôr para fora com a língua para a mamã voltar a colocar dentro da boquinha e jogamos esse joguinho durante algum tempo. Ahah, os papás venceram!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas podemos esperar pelo jogo de amanhã!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2164872560873634642?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2164872560873634642/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2164872560873634642&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2164872560873634642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2164872560873634642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/primeira-sopa.html' title='Primeira sopa ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3892243853914894807</id><published>2009-10-09T12:58:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T13:04:25.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Limpar Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Ss8lhcME39I/AAAAAAAAAjE/t17RNv_HiQU/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 86px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Ss8lhcME39I/AAAAAAAAAjE/t17RNv_HiQU/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390568535418527698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Limpar Portugal - Uma iniciativa que se deve apoiar ou participar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um ano na Estónia a população conseguiu limpar o país num só dia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As pessoas tiveram força de vontade, organizaram-se, e a mobilização foi fenomenal!&lt;br /&gt;Quem ficou a ganhar foi o país. (o vídeo é impressionante: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T7GzfMD6LHs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora em Portugal foi lançado o mesmo desafio: "Limpar Portugal" no dia 20 de Março de 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Inscrevam-se e divulguem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://limparportugal.ning.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para ter um país mas limpo, organizado e com menos incêndios!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3892243853914894807?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3892243853914894807/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3892243853914894807&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3892243853914894807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3892243853914894807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/limpar-portugal.html' title='Limpar Portugal'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Ss8lhcME39I/AAAAAAAAAjE/t17RNv_HiQU/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-1296198388554642237</id><published>2009-10-08T19:21:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T19:24:30.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>R ...</title><content type='html'>Saldo da consulta do R:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está cheio de saúde;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pesa 8 270 kgs;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mede 68,5 cms;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vai comer a primeira sopa no próximo fim-de-semana, bem como a primeira frutinha... depois contamos como foi;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais uma vez, adora ser examinado pela dra, a parte do vestir é que já não gosta tanto;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Papás felizes e tranquilos, ansiosos pela chegada do fim-de-semana!! Agora por mais um motivo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-1296198388554642237?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/1296198388554642237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=1296198388554642237&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1296198388554642237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/1296198388554642237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/r.html' title='R ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-6296974254810410</id><published>2009-10-06T18:39:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T18:50:10.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Noite um cadito difícil</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsuA6ujk1pI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sKvJxzVt6R0/s1600-h/R+936.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 357px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsuA6ujk1pI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sKvJxzVt6R0/s400/R+936.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389543125496944274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta noite com o R foi um pouquito mais difícil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Culpa dos papás que esperam que o R seja sempre muito forte e ... assim o R se constipou um cadito ... e os papás preocupados com o R que tinha o narizito entupido ... ai ... o nosso pequenino ...&lt;br /&gt;... e assim se passou um dia de trabalho de coração apertadinho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apesar de claramente mal o nosso R foi tentando dormir sem incomodar os papás, é um docinho ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Felizmente está bem melhor! Mas amanhã vamos à sra dra, não vamos facilitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até agora o R continua só com leitinho da mamã, queremos iniciá-lo nas artes da colher em breve.&lt;br /&gt;Sopinha à vista!&lt;br /&gt;Talvez no próximo fim-de-semana se inicie essa nova aventura.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-6296974254810410?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/6296974254810410/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=6296974254810410&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6296974254810410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/6296974254810410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/noite-um-cadito-dificil.html' title='Noite um cadito difícil'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsuA6ujk1pI/AAAAAAAAAi8/sKvJxzVt6R0/s72-c/R+936.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-9186333333949922998</id><published>2009-10-05T16:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T16:14:22.685+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prendada, hum?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsoMKyqMHZI/AAAAAAAAAis/9gt8V34fb6s/s1600-h/PA040326.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsoMKyqMHZI/AAAAAAAAAis/9gt8V34fb6s/s400/PA040326.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389133283639172498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vejam só o que fiz ontem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu que gosto tanto de marmelada não sabia fazê-la.&lt;br /&gt;Como me oferecem sempre nunca tive tal interesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora que sou Mãe de família estou a transformar-me numa verdadeira fada do lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas como continuo preocupada com a silhueta a minha marmelada tem apenas 50% de açúcar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim sendo, um dos recipientes fica a uso e os restantes serão congelados para ficarem sempre em perfeitas condições.&lt;br /&gt;E, sim!, a marmelada pode ser congelada.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendi com a minha amiga Re que é pró nas lides culinárias.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-9186333333949922998?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/9186333333949922998/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=9186333333949922998&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9186333333949922998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/9186333333949922998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/prendada-hum.html' title='Prendada, hum?!'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsoMKyqMHZI/AAAAAAAAAis/9gt8V34fb6s/s72-c/PA040326.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-2340077249596061250</id><published>2009-10-02T21:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T22:03:30.742+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que saga ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsZqBCHPlMI/AAAAAAAAAic/gBsLTfXNhiA/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 96px; height: 136px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsZqBCHPlMI/AAAAAAAAAic/gBsLTfXNhiA/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388110570175042754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Encontro-me a partir de hoje a fazer entrevistas ... bahhh! &lt;br /&gt;E ainda por cima para contratar um engenheiro. E eu que percebo tanto da área... e lá vou conhecer mais uma franja da nossa sociedade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero bem que não seja tão frustante como o último processo de recrutamento que fiz em que só pensava ... tem que haver desemprego ... conheci pessoas tãooo desinteressantes ... e quem ficava frustada era eu ... por elas "não estavam nem ai!"... e a verdade é que algumas nem uma frase articulavam correctamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já recebi dezenas de cv's e fico tonta só de os ler, aparece de tudo ... pessoas que enviam um e-mail todo em letra minúscula, que enviam um e-mail como se estivessem a falar com um colega, que na data de nascimento colocam 12/2009, que dizem que são pobres e por isso devo analisar cuidadosamente o seu cv, que colocam um foto sexy em vez de uma foto profissional, que enviam um e-mail de katywoman, enfim ...&lt;br /&gt;Só histórias!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, e faltam às entrevistas e não avisam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estamos a falar de pessoas com formação superior, no mínimo licenciadas ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que bela semana, a próxima ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que vale é que hoje é sexta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então bom fim-de-semana! E prolongado ;);)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsZqkp4FCcI/AAAAAAAAAik/CFyujxYQK0c/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 120px; height: 93px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsZqkp4FCcI/AAAAAAAAAik/CFyujxYQK0c/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388111182144276930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-2340077249596061250?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/2340077249596061250/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=2340077249596061250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2340077249596061250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/2340077249596061250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/que-saga.html' title='Que saga ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsZqBCHPlMI/AAAAAAAAAic/gBsLTfXNhiA/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-3523042102896249945</id><published>2009-10-01T23:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-10-01T23:41:34.274+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia mundial do idoso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsUvDciet_I/AAAAAAAAAiU/rlK3ypoZYxg/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 91px; height: 111px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsUvDciet_I/AAAAAAAAAiU/rlK3ypoZYxg/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387764265465591794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À conversa com a minha querida L, a tia da capital, descobri que hoje é este dia especial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, na escola da L, professora primária, chamaram os avós às escolas para contarem histórias aos pequenotes, trouxeram bolos confeccionados por eles, cantaram canções e até fizeram magia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grande ideia, hum?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que a criançada adorou e ficou emocionada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo que a L me disse, este ano lectivo querem cultivar os valores lá na escola. Que bom! Fiquei contente por saber que estas iniciativas existem, são positivas e enriquecedoras para todos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-3523042102896249945?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/3523042102896249945/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=3523042102896249945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3523042102896249945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/3523042102896249945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/10/dia-mundial-do-idoso.html' title='Dia mundial do idoso'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsUvDciet_I/AAAAAAAAAiU/rlK3ypoZYxg/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-676047249829188556</id><published>2009-09-28T12:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T12:53:45.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Eleições</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsCjdqvaf-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yiM6c1BG4Sw/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 124px; height: 92px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsCjdqvaf-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yiM6c1BG4Sw/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5386484884419805154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aí vem ele!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E de resto ... lá teremos ... mais do mesmo ...!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-676047249829188556?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/676047249829188556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=676047249829188556&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/676047249829188556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/676047249829188556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/09/eleicoes.html' title='Eleições'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SsCjdqvaf-I/AAAAAAAAAiM/yiM6c1BG4Sw/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-5498961770176059450</id><published>2009-09-25T12:33:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-25T12:35:54.903+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Coisas boas da vida'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Conquistas do R'/><title type='text'>Bom ...</title><content type='html'>Ontem encontramo-nos com os amiguinhos do curso de preparação para o parto ... é tão giro ver que os pequenotes começam a querer interagir uns com os outros ... adoro!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... enquanto as mamãs trocam experiências ... e as suas dúvidas existenciais ... e se riem umas das outras ... e umas com as outras ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-5498961770176059450?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/5498961770176059450/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=5498961770176059450&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5498961770176059450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/5498961770176059450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/09/bom.html' title='Bom ...'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35449877.post-4185531275302084672</id><published>2009-09-24T12:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T12:26:07.116+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gato fedorento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SrtXK0IDKzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fDgsYByH_Vc/s1600-h/ng1188999.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SrtXK0IDKzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fDgsYByH_Vc/s400/ng1188999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384993622754274098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Admito que acho piada a estes tipos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35449877-4185531275302084672?l=palavrasparaler.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/feeds/4185531275302084672/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35449877&amp;postID=4185531275302084672&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4185531275302084672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35449877/posts/default/4185531275302084672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://palavrasparaler.blogspot.com/2009/09/gato-fedorento.html' title='Gato fedorento'/><author><name>For you</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02537200414087257798</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/Sib0pQZEaZI/AAAAAAAAAbs/F8a9bbJPJmw/S220/P4300939.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_CnAo2_ueI8g/SrtXK0IDKzI/AAAAAAAAAiE/fDgsYByH_Vc/s72-c/ng1188999.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
