<?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-5252265817051944046</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:56:27.818-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Melodia que traduz emoções</title><subtitle type='html'>...tentando traduzir a melodia do universo, sigo tropeçando em letras, caindo nos parágrafos e me deleitando em sentidos.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-655227984648222532</id><published>2009-10-21T08:58:00.003-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-21T09:04:01.726-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto Isso</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/St7qWesyqUI/AAAAAAAABLg/rxJjnlQSB1A/s1600-h/file_56_38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 170px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/St7qWesyqUI/AAAAAAAABLg/rxJjnlQSB1A/s320/file_56_38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395007075555387714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Enquanto Isso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marisa Monte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso&lt;br /&gt;anoitece em certas regiões&lt;br /&gt;E se pudéssemos&lt;br /&gt;ter a velocidade para ver tudo&lt;br /&gt;assistiríamos tudo&lt;br /&gt;A madrugada perto&lt;br /&gt;da noite escurecendo&lt;br /&gt;ao lado do entardecer&lt;br /&gt;a tarde inteira&lt;br /&gt;logo após o almoço&lt;br /&gt;O meio-dia acontecendo em pleno sol&lt;br /&gt;seguido da manhã que correu&lt;br /&gt;desde muito cedo&lt;br /&gt;e que só viram&lt;br /&gt;os que levantaram para trabalhar&lt;br /&gt;no alvorecer que foi surgindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile night falls&lt;br /&gt;into regions&lt;br /&gt;and if we could just see faster&lt;br /&gt;we could watch everything&lt;br /&gt;Dawn is niext to night&lt;br /&gt;and getting darker&lt;br /&gt;and all the afternoons&lt;br /&gt;are falling, falling&lt;br /&gt;and then just after lunch&lt;br /&gt;Noon rose into full sunlight&lt;br /&gt;And then another morning&lt;br /&gt;running early&lt;br /&gt;seen only by those who rose&lt;br /&gt;in time to work.&lt;br /&gt;In the dawn that was the rising.&lt;br /&gt;In the dawn that was the rising.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-655227984648222532?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/655227984648222532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=655227984648222532&amp;isPopup=true' title='37 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/655227984648222532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/655227984648222532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2009/10/enquanto-isso.html' title='Enquanto Isso'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/St7qWesyqUI/AAAAAAAABLg/rxJjnlQSB1A/s72-c/file_56_38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>37</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6582762975215323164</id><published>2009-07-22T18:31:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T18:41:28.908-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Voltando.... aos poucos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SmeHJjpbzxI/AAAAAAAABKo/Q0aUQlh2HWY/s1600-h/tartaruga_blog.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 182px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SmeHJjpbzxI/AAAAAAAABKo/Q0aUQlh2HWY/s200/tartaruga_blog.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361402479665467154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito tempo ausente tentando conquistar o mundo e dando com os burros n'água, resolvi voltar a postar. Afinal, essa coisa de blog é meio viciante nã é mesmo?&lt;br /&gt;Acontece alguma coisa e a gente logo pensa: vou postar no blog. rá!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6582762975215323164?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6582762975215323164/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6582762975215323164&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6582762975215323164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6582762975215323164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2009/07/voltando-aos-poucos.html' title='Voltando.... aos poucos'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SmeHJjpbzxI/AAAAAAAABKo/Q0aUQlh2HWY/s72-c/tartaruga_blog.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-9098693650568645679</id><published>2009-01-16T11:38:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2009-01-16T12:04:48.232-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SXCT7CwefgI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KKMlYpw3FLY/s1600-h/dv753029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 170px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SXCT7CwefgI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KKMlYpw3FLY/s320/dv753029.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291892204722093570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabe aquele dia em que você acorda com raiva, implica com qualquer coisa e tem vontade de xingar o primeiro que te diz bom dia? Pois é... acordei assim hoje. Mas podem ficar calmos, não xinguei ninguém e até sorri pra uns 2 ou 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos a história:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem fui demitida do trabalho assim, completamente sem motivo (eu acho). Lá estava eu cumprindo com mais um dia de labuta, quando recebo um telefonema assim, estilo Robertos Justus: você está demitida. Quase caí da cadeira, mas não quero me estender nesse assunto, pois o que vou contar é sobre o dia de hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei às 8:20h na Unimed Ocupassional para fazer o tal exame demissional e sou informada que a médica só chega às 9h e que tem uma pessoa na minha frente. Até aí, tudo bem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me sentei ao lado de uma garota que também estava aguardando e a primeira coisa que notei era que o cadarço do tênis dela era rosa. Não um rosa qualquer. Mas aquele rosa pink, cheguei, típico de adolescentes-emo. Então. Já impliquei de cara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ela estava no celular e infelizmente, não pude (nem eu e nem ninguém que estava na sala de espera) deixar de ouvir a conversa dela no celular. Ela estava tendo uma DR assim, pelo celular, e falava "eu não te quero mais, não me liga seu safado, você ficou com aquela vadia".  O.ô&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ela desligava o celular, o cara ligava de novo e isso se repetiu umas 10 vezes. Aquilo foi me irritando, eu me contorcia na cadeira, virava o rosto, tentava prestar atenção na TV, mas não conseguia. Todos que estavam na espera também estavam desconcertados, balançando a cabeça e dando risadinhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até que me lembrei do meu ipod na bolsa. Nunca amei tanto Steve Jobs. Coloquei o fone e me desliguei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uns 15 minutos depois a guria foi embora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não muito depois, me chega um nerd, daqueles com camisa listrada, calça jeans e tênis. Senta de frente pra mim, abre a mochila e tira um livro com umas 500 páginas com o título Hidrologia e começa a ler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nessa hora eu não aguentei. Levantei e me dirigi rumo a porta de saída. Mas antes que eu descesse a escada, a médica chama o meu nome, e por um momento, senti vontade de sorrir. Alívio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: E eu nem estou na TPM.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-9098693650568645679?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/9098693650568645679/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=9098693650568645679&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9098693650568645679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9098693650568645679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2009/01/ira.html' title='Ira'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SXCT7CwefgI/AAAAAAAAA9g/KKMlYpw3FLY/s72-c/dv753029.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3943509442928616625</id><published>2008-10-29T09:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T09:50:01.977-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;Olha como está linda a minha Maya!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQhNrJPhLDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3NiRRLsiais/s1600-h/Fotos+24-10-08+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQhNrJPhLDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3NiRRLsiais/s400/Fotos+24-10-08+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262541568193145906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3943509442928616625?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3943509442928616625/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3943509442928616625&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3943509442928616625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3943509442928616625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/10/maya.html' title='Maya'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQhNrJPhLDI/AAAAAAAAAc4/3NiRRLsiais/s72-c/Fotos+24-10-08+007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3432222031827986251</id><published>2008-10-24T10:13:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2008-10-24T10:33:47.979-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Em crise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQG8E9SqfFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/uTmaQiac7lQ/s1600-h/cabelo+branco%5B1%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 221px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQG8E9SqfFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/uTmaQiac7lQ/s320/cabelo+branco%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260692633103793234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acabo de arrancar o meu primeiro cabelo branco. Podem até existir outros, mas eu nunca os vi, então este é o primeiro que me conste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que muita gente não vai entender e até me criticar, mas eu realmente estou em crise. Eu sempre fui muito tranquila com essa questão de idade, envelhecer, e tals, mas confesso que tudo foi pras cucuias quando vi esse enorme fio branco na minha cabeça.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só consigo pensar nas coisas que ainda não fiz, do que ainda não conquistei, nos filhos que não tive e do emprego legal que nunca consegui, sei lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não tem nada a ver com estética, mas com realizações. Tenho 28 anos e sinto que perdi muito tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, é correr atrás do que realmente quero, deixar um pouco as dúvidas de lado e seguir em frente antes que nem as colorações consigam camuflar as frustrações.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3432222031827986251?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3432222031827986251/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3432222031827986251&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3432222031827986251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3432222031827986251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/10/em-crise.html' title='Em crise'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SQG8E9SqfFI/AAAAAAAAAcg/uTmaQiac7lQ/s72-c/cabelo+branco%5B1%5D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-9001640557518030756</id><published>2008-09-11T16:47:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-09-11T17:12:36.991-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hã?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SMl7j9t8KnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PqVh6Ncgf3I/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SMl7j9t8KnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PqVh6Ncgf3I/s320/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5244859098842540658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Conversa pelo msn entre uma empresária de grande estilo na área de decorações de Brasília tentando rastrear uma mercadoria e uma feliz profissional de Logística (eu) tentando ajudá-la num momento de pico na empresa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;empresária de grande estilo&lt;/span&gt;: oi Meliza, boa tarde!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;eu&lt;/span&gt;: oi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;empresária de grande estilo:&lt;/span&gt; você pode rastrear uma mercadoria pra mim por &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;gente leza&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(resposta imaginária): que p$#@$# de palavra é essa sua idiota-metida-a-perua&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;resposta real: claro! um momento por favor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dessa gente leza, resolvi colocar off line e deixar essas pérolas pro auxiliares de transporte. Foi demais pra mim! Se vocês vissem o estilo da cliente me dariam razão.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-9001640557518030756?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/9001640557518030756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=9001640557518030756&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9001640557518030756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9001640557518030756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/09/h.html' title='Hã?'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SMl7j9t8KnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/PqVh6Ncgf3I/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-840464059692451235</id><published>2008-08-19T14:38:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T14:59:00.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Quase voltando...</title><content type='html'>Bom o hiatos durou pouco, mas não voltei ainda definitivamente.&lt;br /&gt;É que me aconteceram coisas que eu tinha que compartilhar com vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheguei aqui na empresa em que trabalho na 2ª feira muito sonolenta e ainda com aquele enjôo matinal que é comum no meu caso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha chefe chega toda poderosa, usando um blaser chiquérrimo e um salto impecável. Não demora nem 10 minutos, ela resolve tirar o lindo blaser e vê-se então uma blusa de alcinha bem meia-boca. Até aí tudo bem. Mas de repente ela resolve apontar para o teto e levanta o braço....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKsJx2HE7BI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/7vgg97EoRSo/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKsJx2HE7BI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/7vgg97EoRSo/s200/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236289743691770898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ewwwwwww... o cabelo do suvaco dela era do tamanho da minha franja!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Cara, eu muito me segurei pra não vomitar o café da manhã todo na calça dela!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E isso ainda estragou o meu almoço. É só fechar os olhos e lá vem aqueles cabelos gigantes me atormentar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-840464059692451235?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/840464059692451235/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=840464059692451235&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/840464059692451235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/840464059692451235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/08/quase-voltando.html' title='Quase voltando...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKsJx2HE7BI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/7vgg97EoRSo/s72-c/4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8428136961860623448</id><published>2008-08-13T09:00:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T09:13:14.323-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKLPzZ67mAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iw3IwIOqogQ/s1600-h/iknew.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKLPzZ67mAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iw3IwIOqogQ/s200/iknew.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233974198996277250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E este blog entra em hiatos...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8428136961860623448?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8428136961860623448/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8428136961860623448&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8428136961860623448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8428136961860623448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/08/tempo.html' title='Tempo'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SKLPzZ67mAI/AAAAAAAAAcI/iw3IwIOqogQ/s72-c/iknew.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8565501270959720923</id><published>2008-07-25T19:26:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T12:00:03.812-03:00</updated><title type='text'>+ meme musical :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SIpUzTtb98I/AAAAAAAAAcA/ULRXAeHsKJI/s1600-h/42-18023192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SIpUzTtb98I/AAAAAAAAAcA/ULRXAeHsKJI/s200/42-18023192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227083557957793730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Então gente, eu sou fã desses memezinhos musicais. Vi esse no &lt;a href="http://www.somdatrilha.blogspot.com"&gt;som da trilha&lt;/a&gt; e resolvi fazer tbm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É assim: você monta sua trilha sonora e faz um texto contando um pouco de cada música. Não precisa entrar em detalhes, mas tem que contar alguma coisa que te marcou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiz a minha... quem gostar e fizer, me mostra hein!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lá vai:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha trilha começou bem cedo. Meu pai sempre gosta de contar que, no dia em que minha mãe chegou comigo da maternidade, ele entrou na frente em casa, ligou o som, colocou um disco do Pink Floyd e disse: "Agora entra, porque minha filha vai ter que aprender a gostar de música desde cedo." Não sei exatamente que música era (e nem meu pai se lembra), por isso, adotei Wish You Were Here, que é minha preferida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois disso, tenho uma história de paixão e vida com a música. Na minha adolescência o vício era More than Words, do Extreme. Ainda não sei bem se eu gostava mais da música ou do Nuno Bittencourt, mas eu ouvia mais de 10 vezes seguidas. Até meus vizinhos já tinham decorado a letra.&lt;br /&gt;Nessa mesa época conheci a Legião Urbana e as letras de Renato Russo embalavam minha geração. A cada música de cada cd deles eu sabia de cor, mas nada se comparava a Vento no Litoral. Aquilo mexia com a alma. &lt;br /&gt;Um belo dia eu descobri a MPB. Chico, Caetano, Gil e tantos outros que animavam meus dias. Daí descobri que prefiro música brasileira canta por mulheres. E então me rendi&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SIpUlQr9PxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jxZ_9H9FvRg/s1600-h/42-18023193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SIpUlQr9PxI/AAAAAAAAAb4/jxZ_9H9FvRg/s200/42-18023193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5227083316628111122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ao charme de Marisa Monte. Era na escola, em casa, nas festinhas movidas a MPB na casa dos amigos... Enfim, o que não podia faltar era a canção Ainda Lembro, uma parceria da Marisa com o Nando Reis. Essa música marcou tbm uma amizade que acabou virando paixão. Época deliciosa! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois veio a Ana Carolina, com voz forte e letras belíssimas, que fisgaram meu coração pra sempre. Meu vício se tornou Garganta, um hit que, para mim, expressava um grito por liberdade, que era o que eu mais queria naquela época.&lt;br /&gt;Em 2001 fui morar sozinha em Brasília, e o som que rolava na minha vida era Black, do Pearl Jam. Horas a fio ouvindo essa música sem para e tentando encontrar explicação pra o que estava vivendo. Foi um período muito difícil, mas a música me acompanhou em cada instante e fez tudo ficar mais leve. &lt;br /&gt;Teve também Titãs com Marvin, Rita Lee com Ando meio desligado, o bom e velho Aerosmith com Cryin, Zélia Duncan com Não vá ainda e muitos outros. Afinal, são 28 anos de trilha sonora. Não dá pra colocar tudo aqui.&lt;br /&gt;Mas hoje, quem anda embalando meus dias é O Teatro Mágico. Nem sei dizer qual música deles eu gosto mais. Mas Realejo tem sido a mais ouvida nos últimos dias.&lt;br /&gt;Então, essa é a minha trilha. E a sua, qual é?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8565501270959720923?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8565501270959720923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8565501270959720923&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8565501270959720923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8565501270959720923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/meme-musical_25.html' title='+ meme musical :)'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SIpUzTtb98I/AAAAAAAAAcA/ULRXAeHsKJI/s72-c/42-18023192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2717908985727714076</id><published>2008-07-21T17:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T17:20:13.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme musical</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITvdLOvjCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kF9jBzaf3M0/s1600-h/1173074831_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITvdLOvjCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kF9jBzaf3M0/s320/1173074831_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225564752166489122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Como sou uma "saladete" assídua, vi esse meme lá na &lt;a href="http://www.elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt; e resolvi fazer tasmbém (com um pouco de atrazo, eu sei.. rs).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentei decidir qual seria minha banda favorita, e não tive como fugir: Legião Urbana sempre foi a que mais ouvi na vida! Por isso resolvi fazer com eles. Olha só:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Responder SOMENTE com TÍTULOS de canções da banda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;1-Descreva-se:&lt;/span&gt; Mil Pedaços&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;2- O que as pessoas acham de você:&lt;/span&gt; Sereníssima&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;3 - Como descreveria seu ultimo relacionamento amoroso :&lt;/span&gt; Travessia do Eixão (quem já foi em Brasília, entenda.. RS)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;4 - Descreva sua atual relação com seu namorado ou seu pretendente:&lt;/span&gt; Love In The Afternoom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;5 - Onde queria estar agora:&lt;/span&gt; Angra dos Reis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;6- O que pensa a respeito do amor:&lt;/span&gt; A Fonte&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;7 - Como é a sua vida:&lt;/span&gt; Comédia Romântica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8 - O que pediria se pudesse ter apenas um desejo:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Vamos Fazer um Filme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;9 - Escreva uma frase sábia:&lt;/span&gt; O Mundo Anda Tão Complicado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;10 - Deixe um Recado para os próximos que farão o meme: &lt;/span&gt;Ainda é cedo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2717908985727714076?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2717908985727714076/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2717908985727714076&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2717908985727714076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2717908985727714076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/meme-musical.html' title='Meme musical'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITvdLOvjCI/AAAAAAAAAbw/kF9jBzaf3M0/s72-c/1173074831_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5327095032406895678</id><published>2008-07-21T14:19:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T14:53:15.714-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Minha vida parece um Mangá</title><content type='html'>Eu me meu irmão sempre dizíamos que a nossa vida parece um Mangá. Agora, graças a &lt;a href="http://www.elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt;, eu me tornei um.. hahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITMpAo2kAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_lrtPcX-ung/s1600-h/meliza13%40gmail%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITMpAo2kAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_lrtPcX-ung/s400/meliza13%40gmail%5B1%5D.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225526472574668802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo bem que eu fiquei igaulzinha àquela personagem da Alinne Moraes na novela que acabou, mas tudo bem. Minha franja já cresceu um pouco, e meu decote nem é tão sexy assim. rs&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5327095032406895678?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5327095032406895678/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5327095032406895678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5327095032406895678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5327095032406895678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/minha-vida-parece-um-mang.html' title='Minha vida parece um Mangá'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SITMpAo2kAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/_lrtPcX-ung/s72-c/meliza13%40gmail%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4354388267218189619</id><published>2008-07-12T12:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-12T12:58:47.828-03:00</updated><title type='text'>B-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHjUjjE1HWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/KKRFPV17wSs/s1600-h/niver.bexigas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHjUjjE1HWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/KKRFPV17wSs/s320/niver.bexigas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222157475112099170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, amanhã é meu aniversário já comecei a ganhar presentes desde ontem...&lt;br /&gt;Meu marido me deu um sapato lindo (que eu mesma escolhi, rs)e que estou completamente apaixonada por ele e já quero ir pra um lugar bacana só pra usar. Meu irmão me deu um iPod nano de 8Gb green que não chegou ainda por conta dessa porcaria de greve dos Correios(quando chegar eu conto pra vcs), e eu ouvi meio que sem querer (querendo) meu marido e minha irmã sussurrando algo sobre o tamanho do meu anel e acho que deve vir supresinha boa por aí... estou ansiosíssima!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E aí eu me pergunto: como pode alguém estar a menos de 24 horas de completar &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;28&lt;/span&gt; anos e mesmo assim estar feliz?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4354388267218189619?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4354388267218189619/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4354388267218189619&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4354388267218189619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4354388267218189619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/b-day.html' title='B-day'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHjUjjE1HWI/AAAAAAAAAaM/KKRFPV17wSs/s72-c/niver.bexigas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1717376304468666492</id><published>2008-07-08T15:05:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T15:13:50.084-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cutie</title><content type='html'>E com vocês, Théo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHOs1EStpII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rSRm72jzR_Y/s1600-h/theo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHOs1EStpII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rSRm72jzR_Y/s400/theo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220706420737811586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olha só a carinha do meu filhote com o Lu (maridón)!&lt;br /&gt;Quero saber de onde ele herdou esse cabelinho loiro... haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora olha o que eu teria com o &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHOuSFfSrYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/YvBu_HzmVOA/s1600-h/babywb20080708122334pc847ldn3s8lbg6uneuk7bm8h2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHOuSFfSrYI/AAAAAAAAAaE/YvBu_HzmVOA/s400/babywb20080708122334pc847ldn3s8lbg6uneuk7bm8h2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220708018786839938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer brincar? Clique aqui ó &lt;a href="http://makemebabies.com/"&gt;Make me Babies&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1717376304468666492?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1717376304468666492/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1717376304468666492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1717376304468666492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1717376304468666492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/cutie.html' title='Cutie'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SHOs1EStpII/AAAAAAAAAZ8/rSRm72jzR_Y/s72-c/theo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5538795270928790483</id><published>2008-07-03T11:41:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:43:04.200-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pergunta que não quer calar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGzlWP-DbzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BDwL7zuIV2Q/s1600-h/CachorroSapato.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGzlWP-DbzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BDwL7zuIV2Q/s400/CachorroSapato.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218798238622248754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque todos os outros cães do mundo deitam em tapetes e a Maya tem que comer os meus?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5538795270928790483?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5538795270928790483/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5538795270928790483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5538795270928790483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5538795270928790483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/07/pergunta-que-no-quer-calar.html' title='Pergunta que não quer calar'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGzlWP-DbzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/BDwL7zuIV2Q/s72-c/CachorroSapato.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1293443838193363556</id><published>2008-06-30T10:05:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-30T10:42:12.673-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda-feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGjiqE2Nh0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hhfgWcrXHjA/s1600-h/93763,1183139098,11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGjiqE2Nh0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hhfgWcrXHjA/s200/93763,1183139098,11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217669380792223554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Eu e meu marido resolvemos nos aventurar indo de moto pro trabalho hoje. Diga-se de passagem, moto é nossa paixão. Frio de 14° em Goiânia é o suficiente pra se usar luva, touca, cachecol e tudo que tiver direito. Afinal, estamos acostumados a temperaturas acima de 30°.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E lá fomos eu e Luciano felizes, abraçadihos e super entusiasmados, até que, de repente, um barulho estranho e logo a moto começa a tremer. Paramos numa pista movimentadíssima, e quando o Luciano olhou, o pneu estava furado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olhamos pros dois lados e o Posto mais próximo ficava há quase 1Km de onde estávamos. E lá fomos nós, ele todo lindo, empurrando a moto e eu linda, cheirosa e de salto alto, andando até com uma maxi bolsa de um lado e um capacete do outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então eu descobri que maxi bolsa e caminhada não  combinam. E que moto só é legal no fim-de-semana, quando não se tem que cumprir horário.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1293443838193363556?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1293443838193363556/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1293443838193363556&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1293443838193363556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1293443838193363556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/06/segunda-feira.html' title='Segunda-feira'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SGjiqE2Nh0I/AAAAAAAAAZY/hhfgWcrXHjA/s72-c/93763,1183139098,11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4008152891932543349</id><published>2008-06-21T13:23:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T13:39:28.156-03:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta ao começo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SF0uqlrLGFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tZuH9_YydWA/s1600-h/mulher-sacudindo-praia_~nri0114.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SF0uqlrLGFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tZuH9_YydWA/s200/mulher-sacudindo-praia_~nri0114.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214375252767479890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de um tempo, acho que estou de volta... &lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos e bem pouco, mas com muita animação e desejo de continuar.&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre as coisas são fáceis, mas o importante é nunca desistir.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei. Com mais calma e um pouco mais madura. &lt;br /&gt;Com muitos compromissos e com o tempo escasso, mas muito melhor que antes.&lt;br /&gt;Só isso. Tudo isso.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4008152891932543349?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4008152891932543349/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4008152891932543349&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4008152891932543349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4008152891932543349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-volta-ao-comeo.html' title='De volta ao começo'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SF0uqlrLGFI/AAAAAAAAAZI/tZuH9_YydWA/s72-c/mulher-sacudindo-praia_~nri0114.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1009171873506491960</id><published>2008-05-06T18:43:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-06T18:44:32.347-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cantem comigo...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTXPyBoIRuU&amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZTXPyBoIRuU&amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;No One - Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want you close&lt;br /&gt;Where you can stay forever&lt;br /&gt;You can be sure&lt;br /&gt;That it will only get better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be allright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be allright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel&lt;br /&gt;For you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the rain is pouring down&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;You will always be around&lt;br /&gt;This I know for certain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I don't worry 'cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel&lt;br /&gt;For you, you, you&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, some people search the world&lt;br /&gt;To find something like what we have&lt;br /&gt;I know, people will try&lt;br /&gt;Try to divide something so real&lt;br /&gt;So 'till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I'm telling you there is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1009171873506491960?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1009171873506491960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1009171873506491960&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1009171873506491960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1009171873506491960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/05/cantem-comigo.html' title='Cantem comigo...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-9081552620457059338</id><published>2008-04-19T11:18:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T11:22:06.560-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAn_5jBroiI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ut5CnV74ko0/s1600-h/P4050051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAn_5jBroiI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ut5CnV74ko0/s400/P4050051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190961409641128482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só pra mostrar o quanto minha garota está grande, gordinha e muito linda. Ela tem 5 meses e já está com mais de 15 quilos. Imaginem quando fizer 1 ano?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-9081552620457059338?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/9081552620457059338/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=9081552620457059338&amp;isPopup=true' title='15 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9081552620457059338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9081552620457059338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/04/maya.html' title='Maya'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAn_5jBroiI/AAAAAAAAAY4/Ut5CnV74ko0/s72-c/P4050051.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5528888179156373429</id><published>2008-04-17T11:15:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-17T11:22:57.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Passando o tempo...</title><content type='html'>Copiei da &lt;a href="http://elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tosquice:&lt;/span&gt; Passar muito tempo antes de dormir com uma pinça e um espelho procurando pelinhos onde não tem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mania:&lt;/span&gt; comprar cadernos, agendas, canetas, chinelinhos e outras coisinhas “bonitinhas” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pecadilho:&lt;/span&gt; Gostar de filminhos de romance estilo “sessão da tarde”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Melhor cheiro do mundo:&lt;/span&gt; gosto muito do cheiro de brinquedo novo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Se dinheiro não fosse problema, eu faria:&lt;/span&gt; compras em NY duas vezes por ano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Casos da infância:&lt;/span&gt; Nos meus primeiros dias de escola, uma garotinha muito mimada me deu uma mordida nas costas porque eu demorei a descer do escorregador do parquinho. Sempre tive medo de altura. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Habilidade como dona de casa:&lt;/span&gt; Sem frescura: ainda não descobri se tenho alguma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Desabilidade" como dona de casa:&lt;/span&gt; tudo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pra faxinar:&lt;/span&gt; ligo o som bem alto (não tenho vizinhos do lado graças a Deus). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Frase:&lt;/span&gt; Ultimamente, a minha preferida é uma parte de uma música que nem lembro de quem: “sonhos não envelhecem”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Passeio para a alma:&lt;/span&gt; Em um café bem tranqüilo dentro de uma livraria (não sei se prefiro o café ou o livro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Passeio para o corpo:&lt;/span&gt; caminhar no parque&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Irritando Mel:&lt;/span&gt; não é difícil me irritar. Me irrita muito eu falar uma coisa e a pessoa responder “hã?” mesmo tendo entendido o que eu disse. Outra coisa é me perguntar quanto eu ganho (minha sogra tem essa mania). E nem vou relatar mais coisas porque só de lembrar já estou ficando irritada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Frase ou expressão que fala muito:&lt;/span&gt; Entendeu? Fala sério! “Miacabo”...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Palavrão de escolha:&lt;/span&gt; sem querer ser certinha, mas não falo muito palavrão. Solto um CARACA de vez em quando. Isso é palavrão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Desce do salto e sobe o morro quando:&lt;/span&gt; me tratam mal ou fazem algo contra as pessoas que amo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Perfume que usa no momento:&lt;/span&gt; Angel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Elogio favorito:&lt;/span&gt; Ficou uma delícia (é que quase nunca acerto nada na cozinha, por isso, quando me dizem isso eu fico bem feliz).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Talento oculto:&lt;/span&gt; cantar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não importa que seja moda, eu nunca usaria nem no meu enterro:&lt;/span&gt; calças que mostram o “cofrinho”, sandália com salto de acrílico ou cortiça e plataforma. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Coração peludo:&lt;/span&gt; ignoro mesmo, sem dó. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Queria ter nascido sabendo:&lt;/span&gt; tudo de leis, direitos e deveres. Falar inglês, espanhol e latim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Eu sou extremamente:&lt;/span&gt; desorganizada. Triste isso né.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5528888179156373429?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5528888179156373429/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5528888179156373429&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5528888179156373429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5528888179156373429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/04/passando-o-tempo.html' title='Passando o tempo...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-746535185210160781</id><published>2008-04-14T17:45:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T18:05:42.444-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Enquanto isso, na casa da Mel...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAPEXsrrK0I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0t4CCDwSe6Q/s1600-h/livros.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAPEXsrrK0I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0t4CCDwSe6Q/s320/livros.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189207107071322946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então gente, eu sei que ando meio sumida, mas é que estou com um sério problema de falta de internet em casa e por isso, não é nada fácil postar no blog, checar e-mails e manter uma vida virtual decente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já reli praticamente todos os livros da minha estante, comi todas as guloseimas proibidas, arrumei todas as gavetas e mudei quase todos os móveis de lugar (pelo menos todos os que não estão grudados na parede, como por exemplo armários e coisas do tipo).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passaram-se 2 meses e eu já estou procurando outro emprego desesperadamente. É sempre assim. Passo anos desejando ficar de pernas pro ar e quando enfim consigo, não dura uma estação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que dá passo nos blogs queridos, mas nem sempre consigo comentar em todos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beijo aos que ainda passam por aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-746535185210160781?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/746535185210160781/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=746535185210160781&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/746535185210160781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/746535185210160781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/04/enquanto-isso-na-casa-da-mel.html' title='Enquanto isso, na casa da Mel...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SAPEXsrrK0I/AAAAAAAAAYY/0t4CCDwSe6Q/s72-c/livros.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6628286807935325446</id><published>2008-03-17T10:12:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-17T10:26:47.206-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente da Jackie</title><content type='html'>Esse selinho a &lt;a href="http://deallstaraosaltoaltorumoaonirvana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt; fez e deixou pra todos os favoritos dela. Achei muito fofo e quero compartilhar com vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R95vQGxqcxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KOoV1vTSjd4/s1600-h/imagem.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R95vQGxqcxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KOoV1vTSjd4/s320/imagem.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5178698944010154770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pra seguir o protocolo, quero dividir esse selinho com algumas pessoas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elise - Salada Mista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonewsatall.blogspot.com/"&gt;"Ice" - No News at All&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renata - É preciso ter um caos dentro de si&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6628286807935325446?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6628286807935325446/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6628286807935325446&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6628286807935325446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6628286807935325446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/03/presente-da-jackie.html' title='Presente da Jackie'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R95vQGxqcxI/AAAAAAAAAW4/KOoV1vTSjd4/s72-c/imagem.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-751089868209883108</id><published>2008-03-10T08:22:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:28:37.561-03:00</updated><title type='text'>TPM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R9UarWxqcwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NdfvCsUlXjE/s1600-h/Dirty-Dancing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R9UarWxqcwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NdfvCsUlXjE/s200/Dirty-Dancing.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176072678882833154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Você tem certeza que está na TPM quando numa bela tarde de sábado, você chora assistindo à dança final do filme Dirty Dancing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-751089868209883108?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/751089868209883108/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=751089868209883108&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/751089868209883108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/751089868209883108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/03/tpm.html' title='TPM'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R9UarWxqcwI/AAAAAAAAAWw/NdfvCsUlXjE/s72-c/Dirty-Dancing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3506485488670681707</id><published>2008-03-06T11:25:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2008-03-06T11:29:35.119-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Vi no blog da &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; e fiz rapidinho. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Que horas vc acordou hoje?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6:20&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.Diamantes ou pérolas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diamantes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Qual foi o último filme que vc viu no cinema?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;August Rush ( O som do coração)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. O que vc normalmente come no café da manhã?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 xícara de capuccino + pão de milho com requeijão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Qual é o seu nome do meio?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Araújo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Qual comida vc não gosta?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;salada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. No momento, qual é o seu CD preferido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amy Winehouse - Back to Black&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Que tipo de carro vc dirige?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nenhum   :(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Sanduíche preferido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qualquer um com muito queijo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Que características vc despreza?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mentira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Roupas preferidas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saias e vestidos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Se vc pudesse ir pra qualquer lugar do mundo de férias, para onde vc iria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amsterdam&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Marca preferida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não tenho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Onde vc gostaria de se aposentar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;em qualquer lugar onde o salário seria maior que 5 mil reais&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Qual foi o seu aniversário recente mais memorável ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;o de 18 anos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. Esporte preferido pra assistir?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;futebol (sim, eu gosto de futebol pra caramba, mas meu marido detesta... vai entender!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Quando é o seu aniversário?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 de julho&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18.Vc é uma 'morning person' ou uma 'night person'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;antes de me casar eu era completamente 'night person', mas agora tudo mudou...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Quanto vc calça?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. Animais de estimação?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sempre! Atualmente tenho apenas a Maya, mas no futuro, quero ter mais alguns&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Alguma novidade que vc gostaria de compartilhar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a web designer now!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. O que vc dizia que queria ser, quando criança?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Delegada de polícia!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Como vc está hoje?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bem obrigada, e você?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Qual é o seu doce preferido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Qual é a sua flor preferida?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lírio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Por qual dia do calendário você está esperando ansiosamente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28 de julho ( 1 ano de casada!)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Qual é o seu nome completo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Meliza Araújo Gonçalves Ribeiro&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. O que vc está escutando agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;O professor do curso web explicando a próxima matéria&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Qual foi a última coisa que vc comeu?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um salgado de frango que não lembro o nome&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Você faz pedido pra estrelas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;não, só pra Deus mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Se vc fosse um lápis de cor, que cor seria?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;azul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Como está o tempo agora?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friozinho booom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Última pessoa com quem vc falou no telefone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;minha irmã&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Refrigente preferido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Coca Zero&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Restaurante preferido?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Qualquer que tenha escrito 'comida caseira'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Qual era o seu brinquedo preferido quando criança?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;um ursinho branco que ganhei de minha mãe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Inverno ou verão?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Verão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Beijos ou abraços?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;beijos E abraços&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Chocolate ou Baunilha?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chocolate&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Café ou chá?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;café&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. O que tem debaixo da sua cama?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nada&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. O que vc fez na noite passada?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fui jantar na casa da sogra&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Do que vc tem medo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;assalto&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. Salgado ou doce?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salgado&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Quantas chaves tem no seu chaveiro?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Há quanto tempo vc está no seu atual emprego?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;fiquei 2 anos e meio no meu último emprego. Mas tem 1 mês que saí de lá.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Dia preferido da semana?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sexta-feira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. Em quantos lugares vc já morou?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;05 cidades &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. Você faz amigos facilmente?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;definitivamente, não&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Gostaria que alguém respondesse esse questionário?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sim&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3506485488670681707?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3506485488670681707/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3506485488670681707&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3506485488670681707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3506485488670681707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/03/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5969949149095310787</id><published>2008-02-13T15:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-02-13T09:50:21.832-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Notícias de Goiás</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R7LZTb2a04I/AAAAAAAAAWo/g33wEapujcI/s1600-h/dv1332014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R7LZTb2a04I/AAAAAAAAAWo/g33wEapujcI/s200/dv1332014.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166430650464129922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Oi meus queridos e queridas que passam por aqui ainda...&lt;br /&gt;Estou curtindo muito meus dias de folga. Já dei faxina em todos os armários e gavetas e caixas. Joguei tanta coisa fora e comprei algumas coisas novas. Cortei o cabelo, estou fazendo caminhadas e me matriculei na hidroginástica. Tudo isso em uma semana. hahah.. Já estou exausta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui não tem praia, chove praticamente todos os dias durante o verão e por isso, meus passeios estão um pouco frustrados, mas estou amando ficar mais tempo em casa sem nada pra fazer. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que daqui a pouco começo a me estressar, porque, definitivamente, não nasci pra ser dona de casa. Mas enquanto isso, vou curtindo cada minuto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maya está bem crescida e muito, mas muito levada. Seus dentes estão cada dias mais afiados e ela já comeu meu sapato novinho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom queridos, passei pra dar notícias e dizer que esse blog não está abandonado não viu. hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora vou ali visitar meus favoritos que já estou com uma saudade...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5969949149095310787?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5969949149095310787/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5969949149095310787&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5969949149095310787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5969949149095310787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/02/notcias-de-gois.html' title='Notícias de Goiás'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R7LZTb2a04I/AAAAAAAAAWo/g33wEapujcI/s72-c/dv1332014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7052292395650514549</id><published>2008-01-31T12:22:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-31T12:34:57.584-02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Thanx"</title><content type='html'>Meninas queridas, obrigada pela força.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eenquantoeudormia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andréia&lt;/a&gt;, concordo com vc. Tenho que me cuidar pra não enlouquecer meu marido... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinthyarachel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cinthya&lt;/a&gt;, boa sorte pra nós duas então. bj&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://qualquerpapofurado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline&lt;/a&gt;, eu também não consigo avançar quando deixo as prioridades se tornarem segunda opção. beijocas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nonewsatall.blogspot.com/"&gt;ice ice baby&lt;/a&gt;, valeu demais pela força. Me divirto horrores com seu blog. beijão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e &lt;a href="http://deallstaraosaltoaltorumoaonirvana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt;, eu me acabei de chorar com o livro, mas adorei a história. Se algum dia conseguir, leia. Vale a pena. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom gente, vou ali e já volto. Enquanto isso, deixo a última foto da minha menina pra vocês.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6HbmxV02MI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Zk7yv6f_Dac/s1600-h/Maya.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6HbmxV02MI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Zk7yv6f_Dac/s320/Maya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161648107069692098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7052292395650514549?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7052292395650514549/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7052292395650514549&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7052292395650514549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7052292395650514549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/meninas-queridas-obrigada-pela-fora.html' title='&quot;Thanx&quot;'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6HbmxV02MI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Zk7yv6f_Dac/s72-c/Maya.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7820605477376581123</id><published>2008-01-30T10:05:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T10:23:17.990-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Novos caminhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6BphxV02KI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xEuGA2j_lQs/s1600-h/change.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6BphxV02KI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xEuGA2j_lQs/s320/change.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161241201868069026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Depois de mais de 2 anos trabalhando na mesma empresa, decidi que chegou a hora de traçar novos caminhos. Frio na barriga, medo e ansiedade são normais. Mas não estou nem um pouco preocupada. Tenho sonhos, e é atrás deles que vou agora.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero aproveitar meu marido, minha casa, minha cadela. Quero ouvir meus discos, cantar mais alto que a música e poder acordar sem me preocupar com o relógio. Quero sair pra caminhar no fim da tarde, ver filmes, ler. Enfim, quero respirar um pouco e batalhar muito pra alcançar meus objetivos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, eu não estou com dinheiro sobrando e nem quero ficar em casa vendo a vida passar. Quero apenas dedicar 1 ou 2 meses para mim e para minha família. Vou lá, respiro, e volto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto isso, estarei meio ausente, mas não é o fim. Visitarei todos os meus favoritos sempre que der, e mando notícias. Porque isso aqui é gostoso demais, e não vou aguentar ficar muito tempo longe daqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7820605477376581123?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7820605477376581123/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7820605477376581123&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7820605477376581123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7820605477376581123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/novos-caminhos.html' title='Novos caminhos'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R6BphxV02KI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/xEuGA2j_lQs/s72-c/change.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2235296929118565501</id><published>2008-01-25T14:19:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T14:55:06.831-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Marley e Eu</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5oM0RV02GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QSjLzmuD5Dw/s1600-h/marley.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5oM0RV02GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QSjLzmuD5Dw/s400/marley.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159450415254001762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acabei de ler esse livro e estou aqui, com os olhos cheios de lágrimas e o coração apertado. Eu já queria lê-lo há 1 ano atrás, mas agora que ganhei a Maya, fiquei mais motivada ainda.&lt;br /&gt;Gente, só quem realmente é apaixonado por cachorros pode entender o que é chegar em casa e ver suas coisas destruídas, olhar para aquela carinha toda feliz por te ver chegar, e não conseguir dar nenhuma bronca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra quem deseja ter um cão (principalemente um labrador) vai a dica: nunca, de maneira alguma, deixe algo de valor ao alcance do seu cão. NADA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fica a dica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5oT4hV02II/AAAAAAAAAWA/t2oWVRT-bQk/s1600-h/Maya+-+22+01+2008+007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5oT4hV02II/AAAAAAAAAWA/t2oWVRT-bQk/s320/Maya+-+22+01+2008+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159458184849840258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Maya hoje de manhã&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2235296929118565501?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2235296929118565501/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2235296929118565501&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2235296929118565501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2235296929118565501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/marley-e-eu.html' title='Marley e Eu'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5oM0RV02GI/AAAAAAAAAVw/QSjLzmuD5Dw/s72-c/marley.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-274588509683472390</id><published>2008-01-25T08:29:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-25T08:53:36.524-02:00</updated><title type='text'>+ presente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5m7IxV02FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Apntd8oLGkk/s1600-h/SELINHO%2BCABE%C3%87A.bmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5m7IxV02FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Apntd8oLGkk/s400/SELINHO%2BCABE%C3%87A.bmp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159360607487842386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gente... essa semana tá boa demais da conta sô!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei mais presente. Esse foi da &lt;a href="http://eenquantoeudormia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andréia&lt;/a&gt; e achei um charme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito obrigada pelo carinho. É gostoso saber que alguém lê as minhas maluquices. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu passo esse presente para&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://naturezainconstante.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drica - Natureza Inconstante&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith - Um blog pra chamar de meu&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://myheadspinning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella - Conversations Hesitations in my Mind&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href=" http://lilataeosgatos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renata - Lilata e os gatos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-274588509683472390?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/274588509683472390/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=274588509683472390&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/274588509683472390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/274588509683472390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/presente_25.html' title='+ presente!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5m7IxV02FI/AAAAAAAAAVo/Apntd8oLGkk/s72-c/SELINHO%2BCABE%C3%87A.bmp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2627238413068460523</id><published>2008-01-24T09:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-24T09:34:48.324-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5h0ihV02DI/AAAAAAAAAVY/MqiXjLfO0Vc/s1600-h/glitterfy104157259D38.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5h0ihV02DI/AAAAAAAAAVY/MqiXjLfO0Vc/s400/glitterfy104157259D38.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159001509567191090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganhei esse selinho da &lt;a href="http://qualquerpapofurado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Tolotti&lt;/a&gt; e da &lt;a href="http://myheadspinning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Bella&lt;/a&gt; e fiquei bem feliz. Esse selinho é muito fofo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu presenteio a:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ma-tadora.blogspot.com/"&gt;Marcela &lt;/a&gt; - porque assim como eu, ela vive essa delícia de ser recém-casada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://recrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rê&lt;/a&gt; - que tem o sorriso mais contagiante que já vi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinthyarachel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cinthya Rachel&lt;/a&gt; - porque ela adoro a forma como ela escreve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://desaiablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gááábi&lt;/a&gt; - que tem as melhores dicas de decoração&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;---------------------*------------------------------&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sei que ando meio sumidinha, mas vou contar-lhes o motivo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou saindo semana que vem do trabalho e por isso, meu chefe acha que tenho que fazer tudo que for possível até o meu último dia aqui. Não sobra tempo nem pra comer direito.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda não foi resolvido &lt;a href="http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/desespero.html"&gt;aquela&lt;/a&gt; questão da internet no meu bairro e pelo visto, as atualizações não serão mais tão constantes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estarei fazendo um curso durante o mês de fevereiro e fica bem próximo da casa da mama. Por isso, sempre que der, passo lá pra ler vocês e atualizar o blog.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2627238413068460523?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2627238413068460523/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2627238413068460523&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2627238413068460523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2627238413068460523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/presente.html' title='Presente!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5h0ihV02DI/AAAAAAAAAVY/MqiXjLfO0Vc/s72-c/glitterfy104157259D38.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8224512407700096365</id><published>2008-01-22T16:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T17:04:29.448-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maya</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5Y8MQK_zPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8yxVgPkVrt0/s1600-h/fotos+18-12-07+028.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5Y8MQK_zPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8yxVgPkVrt0/s320/fotos+18-12-07+028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158376604396670194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ganhei enfim meu primeiro Labrador. Raça que sempre fez parte dos meus sonhos de consumo, mas que por falta de espaço físico, grana e tempo, nunca pude ter. É uma menina, se chama Maya e veio para mudar a nossa vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diferente de mim meu marido sempre foi indiferente aos cães, e sempre que conversávamos sobre a idéia de termos um ele dizia que amaria a dona e não o cão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando de a notícia a ele que eu havia ganho a Maya de um casal de amigos que compartilham a mesma paixão que eu, ele ficou meio preocupado. Tinha medo que não conseguíssemos cuidar e dar o amor que os Labradores necessitam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas bastou olhar pra carinha da Maya que ele se rendeu. Em poucas horas ele era outra pessoa. O amor dos dois foi tão imediato que eu, a apaixonada, virei apenas amiguinha, e ele, o desinteressado, se tornou o apaixonado. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada me dá mais prazer do que vê-lo levantar mais cedo da cama (coisa praticamente impossível) só pra poder brincar um pouco com a "filhinha" - como ele a chama - antes do trabalho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu, não me canso de olhar os dois. Um mais apaixonado que o outro, feito crianças correndo pela grama. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estou amando viver isso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, essa aí na foto é a Maya. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8224512407700096365?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8224512407700096365/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8224512407700096365&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8224512407700096365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8224512407700096365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/vida-de-co.html' title='Maya'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R5Y8MQK_zPI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/8yxVgPkVrt0/s72-c/fotos+18-12-07+028.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4328867043353078020</id><published>2008-01-17T09:11:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-17T09:13:33.479-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensamento do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;"Um dia pretendo&lt;br /&gt;Tentar descobrir&lt;br /&gt;Porque é mais forte&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe mentir"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;*Legião Urbana*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4328867043353078020?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4328867043353078020/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4328867043353078020&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4328867043353078020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4328867043353078020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/pensamento-do-dia.html' title='Pensamento do dia'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3429179377964188363</id><published>2008-01-16T17:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-16T17:30:46.073-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mude,&lt;br /&gt;mas comece devagar,&lt;br /&gt;porque a direção é mais importante que a velocidade.&lt;br /&gt;Não faça do hábito um estilo de vida.&lt;br /&gt;Tente o novo todo dia.&lt;br /&gt;O novo lado, o novo sabor,&lt;br /&gt;o novo prazer, o novo amor.&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;Só o que está morto não muda!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mude.blogspot.com/"&gt;Edson Marques&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R45asgK_zOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HmqFyLur7W8/s1600-h/bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R45asgK_zOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HmqFyLur7W8/s200/bag.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5156158343982599394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mudar nem sempre é bom. Ficar onde estamos é mais fácil, mais seguro, mais confortável.&lt;br /&gt;Mas chega um momento em que mudar é necessário, e com isso, vem também o medo. Às vezes o medo é maior que tudo, e isso não muda, paralisa. Mas o medo é necessário, pois equilibra. &lt;br /&gt;2008 chegou com mudanças. Maiores do que eu imaginava, mas muito mais interessantes e difíceis. E não foram só as coisas ao meu redor que mudaram. Eu também mudei. Me renovei, amadureci. E com tudo isso aprendi que errar também é mudança. E recomeçar é querer mudar sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3429179377964188363?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3429179377964188363/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3429179377964188363&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3429179377964188363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3429179377964188363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/mudana.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R45asgK_zOI/AAAAAAAAAVI/HmqFyLur7W8/s72-c/bag.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-9026356784258587063</id><published>2008-01-15T16:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T17:05:33.442-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme  - Meio Ambiente</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z_5QK_zLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1NBrqcQcoXs/s1600-h/fans1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z_5QK_zLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1NBrqcQcoXs/s400/fans1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155777032491093170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi esse meme da &lt;a href="http://qualquerpapofurado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Tolotti&lt;/a&gt; e pelo que entendi, diz respeito ao que fazemos pra colaborar com a preservação do meio ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, ainda faço pouco, mas tem algumas coisas que aprendi quando criança e hoje, vejo a diferença que esses hábitos fazem na preservação do nosso planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• SEMPRE apago a luz quando saio de algum lugar e quando alguém sai e não apaga, eu fico agoniada e se tenho intimidade, falo logo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Coloco vários itens juntos na mesma sacolinha de plástico quando faço compras, pra usar o mínimo possível delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Separo lixos recicláveis e toda segunda-feira entrego pro pessoal da coleta seletiva que passa no meu bairro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Faço o possível para não gastar água desnecessariamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;• Não jogo lixo no chão de jeito nenhum e tenho muita raiva de quem faz isso descaradamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faço outras coisas, mas como eu disse no post anterior, o cansaço e o sono não me deixam lembrar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, eu quero saber o que a &lt;a href="http://recrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rê&lt;/a&gt;, a &lt;a href="http://eenquantoeudormia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Andreia&lt;/a&gt; e a &lt;a href="http://deallstaraosaltoaltorumoaonirvana.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jackie&lt;/a&gt; fazem em pra ajudar a preservar a natureza...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-9026356784258587063?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/9026356784258587063/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=9026356784258587063&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9026356784258587063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/9026356784258587063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/meme-meio-ambiente.html' title='Meme  - Meio Ambiente'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z_5QK_zLI/AAAAAAAAAUw/1NBrqcQcoXs/s72-c/fans1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4662085931813772297</id><published>2008-01-15T15:35:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-15T16:03:26.249-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z0XwK_zKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BN5Fg0IAcxY/s1600-h/75043427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z0XwK_zKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BN5Fg0IAcxY/s200/75043427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155764362337569954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então pessoal, como sou um ser bastante visual, gosto de me expressar através de imagens. E essa aí do lado foi, tipos, muito inspirada em mim, hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O cansaço e o sono estão impedindo a minha criatividade (se é que tenho alguma), e tá difícil escrever qualquer coisa hoje.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre uma "pescadinha" e outra na frente do PC, vou lendo vocês e me deliciando...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4662085931813772297?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4662085931813772297/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4662085931813772297&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4662085931813772297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4662085931813772297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/tired.html' title='Tired'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4z0XwK_zKI/AAAAAAAAAUo/BN5Fg0IAcxY/s72-c/75043427.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6362215671869613825</id><published>2008-01-14T18:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T18:18:44.432-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Segunda-feira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4vDjAK_zHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dONYwE2Wdzg/s1600-h/caf%C3%A9+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4vDjAK_zHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dONYwE2Wdzg/s200/caf%C3%A9+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155429204564626546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alguém aí do outro lado por favor me traz uma xícara bem grande de café?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fim de semana agitado é sinônimo de segunda-feira tensa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormi mal, comi muito, me diverti pra caramba e agora tô aqui, acabada, com sono, com dor de estômago e um monte de arte pra fazer. Hoje, se eu soubesse quem inventou o Corel, eu mandava bater.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6362215671869613825?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6362215671869613825/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6362215671869613825&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6362215671869613825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6362215671869613825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/segunda-feira.html' title='Segunda-feira'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4vDjAK_zHI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/dONYwE2Wdzg/s72-c/caf%C3%A9+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1343844230461411013</id><published>2008-01-11T11:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-11T11:05:45.752-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Fora da Lei</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEDoWT6HVH4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GEDoWT6HVH4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pra aquecer o fim de semana. Ed Motta - Fora da Lei.&lt;br /&gt;Adouuuro!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1343844230461411013?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1343844230461411013/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1343844230461411013&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1343844230461411013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1343844230461411013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/fora-da-lei.html' title='Fora da Lei'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6085171147733488411</id><published>2008-01-10T14:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T14:58:21.593-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Rir ou chorar? Eis a questão...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4ZOkgK_zFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/TCzIN1X7yQs/s1600-h/Imagem2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4ZOkgK_zFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/TCzIN1X7yQs/s400/Imagem2.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153893212590427218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Clique na imagem para ampliar&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É por essas e muitas outras que acho o EGO o pior site de *cof* notícias *cof* de celebridades do planeta.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6085171147733488411?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6085171147733488411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6085171147733488411&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6085171147733488411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6085171147733488411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/rir-ou-chorar-eis-questo_8196.html' title='Rir ou chorar? Eis a questão...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4ZOkgK_zFI/AAAAAAAAAUA/TCzIN1X7yQs/s72-c/Imagem2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3560329765772815667</id><published>2008-01-10T09:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:53:29.806-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... Johnny Depp</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTo0qvNURmo&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MTo0qvNURmo&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em fevereiro!! \o/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3560329765772815667?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3560329765772815667/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3560329765772815667&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3560329765772815667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3560329765772815667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/ah-johnny-depp.html' title='Ah... Johnny Depp'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-405426757472779114</id><published>2008-01-10T09:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-10T09:48:46.281-02:00</updated><title type='text'>J-Lo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4YGCgK_zEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BvZGvDxMgfI/s1600-h/jlo3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4YGCgK_zEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BvZGvDxMgfI/s400/jlo3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153813463637675074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4YF6QK_zDI/AAAAAAAAATs/kZIy9Ry_IcY/s1600-h/jlo4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4YF6QK_zDI/AAAAAAAAATs/kZIy9Ry_IcY/s400/jlo4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153813321903754290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Posso sentir uma invejinha dela? Só um pouquinho?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-405426757472779114?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/405426757472779114/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=405426757472779114&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/405426757472779114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/405426757472779114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/j-lo_10.html' title='J-Lo'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4YGCgK_zEI/AAAAAAAAAT0/BvZGvDxMgfI/s72-c/jlo3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1145743922201863298</id><published>2008-01-09T11:21:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-09T12:18:00.481-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah... Clarice</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4TXBQK_y-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/yoxrngMfSK0/s1600-h/book.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4TXBQK_y-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/yoxrngMfSK0/s200/book.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5153480290139622370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Sou como você me vê ...&lt;br /&gt;Posso ser leve como uma brisa ou forte como uma ventania,&lt;br /&gt;Depende de quando e como você me vê passar ... ''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1145743922201863298?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1145743922201863298/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1145743922201863298&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1145743922201863298'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1145743922201863298'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/ah-clarice.html' title='Ah... Clarice'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4TXBQK_y-I/AAAAAAAAAS4/yoxrngMfSK0/s72-c/book.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8721596225432837425</id><published>2008-01-07T10:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T11:13:02.548-02:00</updated><title type='text'>2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4IkIAK_y9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RDn0SuX8lVU/s1600-h/temperosricardopessuto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4IkIAK_y9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RDn0SuX8lVU/s200/temperosricardopessuto.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5152720643568946130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Confesso que já fiz lista de ano novo, já fiz muitas promessas, inúmeros pedidos... Já comi uvas, sementes de romã, lentilhas. Dei pulinhos, beijei muito, usei calcinha branca, rosa, amarela. Sempre tive pensamentos positivos e tentei atrair somente coisas boas para o ano que estava chegando. E no final, era sempre a mesma decepção: não conseguia cumprir as promessas que havia feito, meus pedidos nunca eram realizados, as calcinhas coloridas nunca me trouxeram amor, nem dinheiro, nem nada. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E então eu parei. Parei de me apegar a todo e qualquer tipo de ritual, superstição e etc. Hoje eu termino o ano agradecendo a Deus por tudo e começo o ano sempre acreditando que será o melhor de todos, e isso tem dado certo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde que comecei a agir naturalmente tudo começou a mudar. Encontrei meu grande amor (sim, eu acredito nisso!), consegui alcançar vários objetivos e estou a caminho de tantos outros. O dinheiro não tem faltado, mas também não tem sobrado... hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008 chegou e sinto que ele vem com algo especial. Pelo menos pra mim. Acredito no melhor. Acredito em algo muito maior. E desejo coisas grandes. Pra mim e pra você.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h5&gt;Curiosidade:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superstição&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do Lat. superstitione&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;s. f., &lt;br /&gt;sentimento religioso erróneo que induz a criar falsas obrigações e que leva à prática de deveres absurdos ou imaginários;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;excessiva credulidade;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;crendice;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preconceito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comentário da Mel: não tinha como dar certo mesmo né.&lt;/h5&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8721596225432837425?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8721596225432837425/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8721596225432837425&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8721596225432837425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8721596225432837425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/2008.html' title='2008'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R4IkIAK_y9I/AAAAAAAAAOw/RDn0SuX8lVU/s72-c/temperosricardopessuto.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4836949813042821253</id><published>2008-01-04T13:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T14:03:19.353-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desktop</title><content type='html'>Gente, continuo na correria, mas vez ou outra paro pra dar uma lida nos blogs favoritos e vou postando algumas coisinhas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi esse meme no blog da &lt;a href="http://naturezainconstante.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drica&lt;/a&gt; e achei legal. Como ela disse que quem quisesse podia postar, estou eu aqui mostrando pra vocês o meu desktop dessa semana. Sim, porque mudo a imagem constantemente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R35RlgK_y7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/onjcjRB7EDE/s1600-h/desktop.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R35RlgK_y7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/onjcjRB7EDE/s320/desktop.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5151644728491494322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detalhe básico. Estou sem Photoshop nessa máquina e não sei usar o Paint(!), por isso, vai até a Barra de Tarefas junto. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*--------------------------------------------*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mudando de assunto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém aí conhece O Teatro Mágico? Ultimamente não me canso de ouví-los e me deliciar. Fica a dica. Quem não conhece, joga no google ou no youtube. Desculpaê, mas é que tô sem tempo de pesquisar agora. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beijocas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4836949813042821253?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4836949813042821253/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4836949813042821253&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4836949813042821253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4836949813042821253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/desktop.html' title='Desktop'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R35RlgK_y7I/AAAAAAAAAOg/onjcjRB7EDE/s72-c/desktop.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6689126992301612854</id><published>2008-01-04T09:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-04T09:11:38.145-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Fiquei frustrada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://obrasileiro.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.divshare.com/img/2711565-4e4.jpg" width="300" height="300" border="0" hspace="5" vspace="5" &gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi esse teste nos blog da &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; e da &lt;a href="http://recrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rê&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6689126992301612854?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6689126992301612854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6689126992301612854&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6689126992301612854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6689126992301612854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/fiquei-frustrada-vi-esse-teste-nos-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7296635913502481419</id><published>2008-01-02T15:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2008-01-02T15:13:45.372-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3vF_AK_y6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Thrp-RhNyS8/s1600-h/dv1166027.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3vF_AK_y6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Thrp-RhNyS8/s200/dv1166027.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150928284996848546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma imagem fala mais que 1000 palavras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixa só eu respirar e já volto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008... tamo aê!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7296635913502481419?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7296635913502481419/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7296635913502481419&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7296635913502481419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7296635913502481419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2008/01/uma-imagem-fala-mais-que-1000-palavras.html' title=''/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3vF_AK_y6I/AAAAAAAAAOY/Thrp-RhNyS8/s72-c/dv1166027.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7144335282837215490</id><published>2007-12-26T13:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T13:44:59.276-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3J27EPwYcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lAH-ZWpNgNM/s1600-h/meme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3J27EPwYcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lAH-ZWpNgNM/s320/meme.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148308081162084802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recebi esse meme da gravidíssima &lt;a href="http://lilataeosgatos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rê&lt;/a&gt; e confesso que é um dos melhores que já recebi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os motivos foram esses:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Porque ela é uma fofa&lt;br /&gt;- Porque eu gosto das mesmas coisas que ela&lt;br /&gt;- Porque ela sempre tem uma palavrinha de carinho pra dizer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai Rê, obrigada viu linda! Você é que é uma fofa e tenho certeza, será a grávida mais linda de 2008! Beijocas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então... quero presentear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;a href="http://desaiablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gááábi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- porque ela é fã de decoração como eu e tem dicas ótimas&lt;br /&gt;- porque suas tiradas sobre a vida a dois são as melhores&lt;br /&gt;- porque ela tem coisas lindas e fofas na Preta Morena e eu morro de vontade de comprar tudo... rs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;a href="http://cinthyarachel.blogspot.com"&gt;Cinthya&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- porque ela tem o sorriso mais lindo que já vi&lt;br /&gt;- porque ela tem as melhores histórias&lt;br /&gt;- porque aprendi no blog dela a fazer o melhor e mais fácil creme de milho do mundo e que me rendeu elogios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e a &lt;a href="http://qualquerpapofurado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline Tolotti&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- porque o blog dela é uma delícia&lt;br /&gt;- porque ela tem ótimas dicas sobre música&lt;br /&gt;- porque adoro o clima retrô do blog&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7144335282837215490?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7144335282837215490/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7144335282837215490&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7144335282837215490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7144335282837215490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/12/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3J27EPwYcI/AAAAAAAAAOI/lAH-ZWpNgNM/s72-c/meme.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1619073390655561794</id><published>2007-12-26T11:59:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T12:15:23.212-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E tudo saiu bem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3JhMEPwYbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PGQ60GZDSiM/s1600-h/cap_019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3JhMEPwYbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PGQ60GZDSiM/s200/cap_019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148284183964049842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E aí pessoas, como foram de Natal? O meu foi tudo bem graças a Deus. Consegui fazer a tudo a tempo e no final foram só elogios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas um acontecimento quase estraga de vez o meu Natal: resolvi levar Nicole (essa cadelinha da foto) para tomar um banho na segunda-feira logo cedo, pois ela sempre é a atração das crianças e eu queria que ela estivesse bem cheirosa pra não assustar as visitas. Como de costume, pedi para que o pessoa do pet desse um banho medicinal (para quem não sabe, é para evitar pulgas e carrapatos) e também que ela fosse consultada pelo veterinário, pois de uns tempos pra cá ela não come direito e está ficando muito magrinha. Até aí tudo bem, ele receitou vitaminas e uma pomadinha para os olhos, pois a coitadinha está praticamente cega por conta de uma catarata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O problema foi quando ela chegou do banho, e começou a ficar cambaleando feito barata tonta e vomitando sem parar. Fiquei desesperada! Comecei a chorar e o marido ligou logo pra veterinário. Ele foi até em casa e disse que ela tinha intoxicado com o banho medicinal e aplicou uma injeção desitoxicante e disse que ela iria melhorar.&lt;br /&gt;Foi um susto daqueles. Não sou nenhuma perua que fica desfilando com seus cãezinhos por aí e os trata como se fossem gente, mas amo cães, e se é pra ter um, por favor, cuide direito. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Nicole já tem 7 anos e em muitos momentos difíceis, nos trauxe muitas alegrias. E ela é uma fofa, que não dá trabalho nenhum e é até chata de tão amorosa.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, tudo ficou bem no dia seguinte, para felicidade da Melzinha aqui. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, quero agradecer à Elise pelo carinho no post de Natal. Você é uma fofa e seu blog já é conhecido por todos que me cercam. Beijos pra ti.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1619073390655561794?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1619073390655561794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1619073390655561794&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1619073390655561794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1619073390655561794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/12/e-tudo-saiu-bem.html' title='E tudo saiu bem...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R3JhMEPwYbI/AAAAAAAAAOA/PGQ60GZDSiM/s72-c/cap_019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3180303369034758756</id><published>2007-12-20T15:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-20T15:57:10.614-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Correndo contra o tempo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2qsgkPwYaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NZLKs1DbfSM/s1600-h/AM-123-0112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2qsgkPwYaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NZLKs1DbfSM/s200/AM-123-0112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5146115199709766050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom gente, como todos sabem acabei de voltar de férias e as coisas aqui no trabalho ficaram todas acumuladas (bando de incompetentes! humpf!). Pra completar, meu querido marido me avisou só agora que convenceu a mãe (que nunca faz nada na noite de Natal) a fazermos a primeira ceia na nossa casa. &lt;br /&gt;Por uma lado até achei legal, pois eu já estava bem triste em ter que ir pra casa de alguém (quem não sabe do que estou falando clique &lt;a href="http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/natal-em-famlia.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;). Mas por outro lado, minha correria, que já não é pequena, está ainda maior. Filas no supermercado, busca de receitas (já que não sou nada boa na cozinha) e mais um monte de coisa pra fazer aqui no trabalho... ufa! estou cansada só de pensar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso queridos, estarei meio ausente daqui até essa confusão passar. Mas sempre tiro  de 15 a 30 minutos por dia para ler os blogs que adoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até semana que vem e Feliz Natal a todos!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3180303369034758756?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3180303369034758756/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3180303369034758756&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3180303369034758756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3180303369034758756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/12/correndo-contra-o-tempo.html' title='Correndo contra o tempo'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2qsgkPwYaI/AAAAAAAAAN4/NZLKs1DbfSM/s72-c/AM-123-0112.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2030580442716395869</id><published>2007-12-19T08:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T08:53:13.098-02:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta das férias e com meme</title><content type='html'>Enfim estou de volta ao mundo real. Fiquei mais de 15 dias completamente offline. Sem telefone, sem computador e sem internet. Foi uma loucura no começo, pois eu suava frio só de pensar no que estaria acontecendo no mundo virtual. Mas poucos dias depois eu estava "limpa" desse vício que se chama tecnologia.&lt;br /&gt;Foi delicioso passar esse tempo curtindo meu marido, minha casa e minha cadela Nicole. Adoro coisas simples da vida. Pena que a minha realidade nunca é tão simples e minha correria não acaba nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava com muita saudade de vocês e de escrever aqui. Senti muita falta disso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais legal foi voltar e já ter um meme delicinha pra fazer. Foi a &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; que me mandou e eu amei! Nostalgia total.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de responder esse meme quero revelar a vocês que sou louca por desenhos. E não tem nada de Anime não. Não curto desenhos japoneses. Na verdade, pouquíssimos.&lt;br /&gt;Passei grande parte do meu tempo nas férias assistindo a todos os desenhos de quase todos os canais. Até os repetidíssimos do Pica-Pau que a Record insiste em passar quase o dia todo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2e0PwYWI/AAAAAAAAANY/dBrC3UZT69E/s1600-h/guesswho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2e0PwYWI/AAAAAAAAANY/dBrC3UZT69E/s200/guesswho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145633583552029026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E falando em Pica-Pau, vamos começar por ele. Eu adoro esse desenho e me divertia horrores quando o pica-pau de dava mal no fim da história. Acho que este é um dos poucos "protagonistas" que se ferra no fim. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2x0PwYXI/AAAAAAAAANg/ubfTzjH7B78/s1600-h/bobbysworld4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2x0PwYXI/AAAAAAAAANg/ubfTzjH7B78/s200/bobbysworld4.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145633909969543538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Outro desenho que me fazia viajar era o Fantástico Mundo de Bobby. Bobby usa sua imaginação para tentar compreender fatos da vida dos adultos, e eu uso a minha imaginação para tentar ver com olhos de criança a dura tarefa de ser adulta. Meio confuso, eu sei, mas eu sou assim: incompreensível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2-EPwYYI/AAAAAAAAANo/hb6X9OQDVZo/s1600-h/doug2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2-EPwYYI/AAAAAAAAANo/hb6X9OQDVZo/s200/doug2.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145634120422941058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Doug Funnie era mais um que me fazia ficar grudada na TV. Eu ficava torcendo pra ele namorar a Patty maionese, mas nunca rolou nada e eu ficava com raiva no final. Até tive um cachorro com o nome de Doug só por causa desse desenho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j3LEPwYZI/AAAAAAAAANw/D93jaCy2MNQ/s1600-h/treespiasdemais.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j3LEPwYZI/AAAAAAAAANw/D93jaCy2MNQ/s200/treespiasdemais.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5145634343761240466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;E pra terminar, meu vício atual: Três espiãs demais! Elas fazem compras na Rodeo Drive, frequentam os maiores salões de beleza de Beverly Hills e ainda salvam o mundo. Quando crescer eu quero ser uma espiã da Woop! yay!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom gente, seria uma lista beeem maior se eu fosse dizer todos os desenhos que amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, como estou meio desatualizada, deixo esse meme para quem ainda não fez e quer fazer. Quem fizer me avisa tá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2030580442716395869?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2030580442716395869/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2030580442716395869&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2030580442716395869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2030580442716395869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/12/de-volta-das-frias-e-com-meme.html' title='De volta das férias e com meme'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R2j2e0PwYWI/AAAAAAAAANY/dBrC3UZT69E/s72-c/guesswho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3699324920763326101</id><published>2007-11-30T16:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T17:07:28.739-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Férias...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R1BdbT8nCAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/fwEvlVRIf60/s1600-R/f%C3%A9riasssss.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R1BdbT8nCAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7_K1d_APRoI/s200/f%C3%A9riasssss.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138709898622076930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Então pessoas queridas que lêem esse blog. A partir de hoje estarei saindo de férias do trabalho e fico 2 semanas (só isso!) descansando. Como eu contei para vocês &lt;a href="http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/desespero.html"&gt;outro dia&lt;/a&gt;, o condomínio onde moro só tem internet discada(!)  e por rádio(?) e estou tentando (ou brigando, como preferirem) com a companhia telefônica para ver se eles liberam logo banda larga. Engraçado é que trabalho na NET e estou acostumada com esse tipo de problema, pois muito querem assinar TV a cabo e internet, mas no bairro delas não tem. E agora, ironicamente, estou passando por isso. &lt;br /&gt;Mas nada vai estragar minhas férias. Infelizmente, não sei se conseguirei postar nesse período, mas sempre que der, vou até a casa da minha irmã e dou uma passada no blog de vocês. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então fiquem bem. Beijocas e até daqui a pouco hein!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3699324920763326101?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3699324920763326101/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3699324920763326101&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3699324920763326101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3699324920763326101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/frias.html' title='Férias...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R1BdbT8nCAI/AAAAAAAAANQ/7_K1d_APRoI/s72-c/f%C3%A9riasssss.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1220993315729540053</id><published>2007-11-30T12:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T12:36:40.482-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Música pra embalar a sexta</title><content type='html'>Não sou uma fã de Madonna. Na minha lista de favoritos ela tem um espaço bem pequeno. Mas essa música, Rain, é uma das minhas preferidas. O clipe então, nem se fala. Adoro!&lt;br /&gt;Gosto dos cabelos super curtos e pretos, contrastando com olhos azuis e lindos dela. Gosto da sensualidade com que ela canta essa música, da forma como tudo foi feito. Sou viciada em videoclipes desde meus 12 anos e sempre que ouço uma música pela primeira vez, fico montando as cenas de um clipe na minha cabeça. Maluquice pura, mas eu sou assim, nada normal, ainda bem.&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/tPWckSKdnr4&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/tPWckSKdnr4&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Madonna - Rain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1220993315729540053?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1220993315729540053/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1220993315729540053&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1220993315729540053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1220993315729540053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/msica-pra-embalar-sexta.html' title='Música pra embalar a sexta'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2164416865542488805</id><published>2007-11-29T15:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T16:05:48.275-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Natal em família?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R07_Jz8nB_I/AAAAAAAAANI/Cwkyj-mxpK8/s1600-h/nanatal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R07_Jz8nB_I/AAAAAAAAANI/Cwkyj-mxpK8/s200/nanatal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138324768904644594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nunca consegui encarar o Natal como uma dia feliz. Não pela comemoração do nascimento de Jesus, claro que não. Sou cristã. É que criou-se um clima de "tudo em família" que sempre me deixou meio pra baixo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem que delícia: meu pai se mudou pro Pará, minha mãe e meu irmão resolveram que queriam morar uns anos nos EUA e foram. Minha irmã, que mora na mesma cidade que eu, resolveu que esse ano vai passar o Natal com nossa mamãe e embarca na próxima semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me casei há 4 meses e a família do meu marido não tem muita tradição com Natal também, então, já estou até imaginado que belezura será esse ano para mim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imaginem a cena: eu e ele olhando um para a cara do outro esperando a meia-noite para comer um frango né, porque peru só pra dois não dá... hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou já procurar uma festinha na casa de alguma tia...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2164416865542488805?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2164416865542488805/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2164416865542488805&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2164416865542488805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2164416865542488805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/natal-em-famlia.html' title='Natal em família?'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R07_Jz8nB_I/AAAAAAAAANI/Cwkyj-mxpK8/s72-c/nanatal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1067341209682238007</id><published>2007-11-29T10:10:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-29T12:52:57.378-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais presente! \o/</title><content type='html'>Então... recebi mais um presentinho da &lt;a href="http://naturezainconstante.blogspot.com/"&gt;Drica&lt;/a&gt;, da &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; e da &lt;a href="http://luna-on-line.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luna&lt;/a&gt; e fiquei bem feliz. É legal saber que estamos agradando, mesmo quando nosso blog não tem um foco específico. Falo sobre música, vida de casada, dicas de saúde, filmes e blábláblá, mas faço com muito carinho e gosto demais de ler o que vocês escrevem também. Essa troca de experiências ameniza a loucura de um dia duro de trabalho, e isso é delicioso. Obrigada mais uma vez a todos vocês que passam por aqui.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R06tdj8nB-I/AAAAAAAAANA/EjqyeIIEsWM/s1600-h/mulher.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R06tdj8nB-I/AAAAAAAAANA/EjqyeIIEsWM/s400/mulher.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138234948253583330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Escolher 10 outros blogs não é fácil, pois se eu fosse colocar aqui na lista todos os que visito e adoro, não caberia mais nada. Mas vou fazer assim: passo esse selo para os 10 primeiros blogs da minha lista de favoritos. Quem já tiver recebido antes, fica livre para postar novamente ou não, mas saibam que todos são especiais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1067341209682238007?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1067341209682238007/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1067341209682238007&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1067341209682238007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1067341209682238007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/mais-presente-o.html' title='Mais presente! \o/'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R06tdj8nB-I/AAAAAAAAANA/EjqyeIIEsWM/s72-c/mulher.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6129311950383523345</id><published>2007-11-28T17:27:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T17:30:29.963-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Que você venha pra modificar...</title><content type='html'>Uma musiquinha bem linda assim, no meio da semana, só pra animar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpCcE5KZo8A&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VpCcE5KZo8A&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;h6&gt;Pato Fu - Sorte e Azar&lt;/h6&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6129311950383523345?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6129311950383523345/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6129311950383523345&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6129311950383523345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6129311950383523345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/que-voc-venha-pra-modificar.html' title='Que você venha pra modificar...'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5390213563145153234</id><published>2007-11-28T14:50:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T15:18:01.529-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Problemas na comunicação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R02ivj8nB7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/vmzJMCFm_Os/s1600-h/57359354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R02ivj8nB7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/vmzJMCFm_Os/s200/57359354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137941687886612402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Alguém aí consegue ficar mais de 1 anos com o mesmo aparelho de celular? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tô começando a achar que eu tenho um certo probleminha com isso, pois nunca consigo. E não vivo trocando o meu por puro desejo consumista de fim de ano não. É porque todos os aparelhos que já tive na vida, estragam em menos de 1 anos. Sorte, azar? Não sei. Só sei que esse está sendo o 3º que "pifa" em menos de 365 dias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E meu marido já disse que agora, o próximo vai ser bem baratinho, daqueles que custam menos de 100 reais(O.ô), porque ficar gastando 500 paus cada vez que meu aparelho resolver implicar comigo não dá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu ainda levo bronca, é mole? hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5390213563145153234?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5390213563145153234/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5390213563145153234&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5390213563145153234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5390213563145153234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/problemas-na-comunicao.html' title='Problemas na comunicação'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R02ivj8nB7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/vmzJMCFm_Os/s72-c/57359354.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-854159258793936813</id><published>2007-11-27T09:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T09:35:31.585-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meme</title><content type='html'>Vi esse meme no blog da &lt;a href="http://luna-on-line.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luna&lt;/a&gt; e, como não tenho mais nada pra fazer, resolvi responder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0wA1j8nB1I/AAAAAAAAALs/UR-gq_Hmkao/s1600-h/23.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0wA1j8nB1I/AAAAAAAAALs/UR-gq_Hmkao/s200/23.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137482195105417042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;01- Que horas são? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;8:48&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;02- Nome? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Meliza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;03- Quantidade de velas no teu último aniversario? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Pouco mais de vinte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;04 - Tatuagens? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;05- Piercings? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;06- Já foi à África? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Ainda não. Mas desejo ir um dia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;07- Já ficou bêbado? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Muitas vezes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;08- Já chorou por alguém? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;hunrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;09- Já esteve envolvido em algum acidente de carro? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10- Peixe, carne ou frango? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Frango&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11- Música preferida? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Take Cover do Mr. Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12- Cerveja ou Champanhe? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Prefiro água&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13- Metade cheio ou Metade vazio? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Cheio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14- Lençóis de cama lisos ou estampados? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lisos e de cores suaves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15- Filme preferido? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tenho vários filmes que adoro, mas especialmente, Johnny e June&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16- Flor(es)? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Lírios&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17- Coca-Cola simples ou com gelo? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Simples e ZERO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18- De que pessoa recebeu esse e-mail? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Luna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19- Quem dos teus amigos vive mais longe? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Francisco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20- O melhor amigo? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Sidney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21- Quem você acha que vai responder a esse e-mail mais rápido? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Não tenho a menor idéia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22- Quantas vezes você deixa tocar o telefone antes de atender? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;O mínimo possível&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23- Qual a figura do seu mouse-pad? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;A Logo de uma empresa de cartuchos (hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24- CD preferido? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Marisa Monte – Cor-de-rosa e carvão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25- Mulher bonita? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Angelina Jolie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26- Homem bonito? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Johnny Depp (sempre!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27- Pior sentimento do mundo? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Vergonha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28- Melhor sentimento do mundo? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tesão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29- O que uma pessoa não pode ter para ficar com você? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Herpes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30- Qual o primeiro pensamento ao acordar? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mas já???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31- Se pudesse ser outra pessoa, quem seria? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Alguém com alguns quilos a menos e uma conta bancária bem gorda.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32- O que você nunca tira? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;aliança&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33- O que é que você tem debaixo da cama? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;como o último dia que limpei foi sábado, deve ter  poeira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34- Qual a pessoa que talvez não responda a esse meme? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;As que não gostam e as ocupadas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35- Aquele que com certeza vai responder? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Os desocupados que nem eu.. hehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36- Quem gostaria que respondesse? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Todos&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37- Uma frase: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;“... o que sinto se transforma lentamente no que digo.” Clarice Lispector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38- Que dia é hoje? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Uma terça-feira chuvosa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39- Qual livro você está lendo? &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Melancia - Marian Keyes   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40- Uma saudade: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;minha mãe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41- Uma característica tua: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;tagarela&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quem responder me avisa tá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-854159258793936813?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/854159258793936813/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=854159258793936813&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/854159258793936813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/854159258793936813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/meme.html' title='Meme'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0wA1j8nB1I/AAAAAAAAALs/UR-gq_Hmkao/s72-c/23.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-5954527714446645333</id><published>2007-11-27T08:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-27T08:44:25.167-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presente!</title><content type='html'>Ganhei esse presente muito fofo da &lt;a href="http://luna-on-line.blogspot.com/"&gt;Luna&lt;/a&gt; e fiquei bem feliz. Amo esse blog e estou cada dia mais apaixonada por vocês que passam por aqui e seus respectivos blogs. Obrigada Luna, você é uma fofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0vzNz8nBzI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rbc_uAf4w0Q/s1600-h/Simpatia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0vzNz8nBzI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rbc_uAf4w0Q/s400/Simpatia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137467218554455858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;E eu repasso para todos da minha lista aí do lado, porque da última vez, tive que escolher apenas 5 e sofri muito com isso.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-5954527714446645333?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/5954527714446645333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=5954527714446645333&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5954527714446645333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/5954527714446645333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/presente.html' title='Presente!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0vzNz8nBzI/AAAAAAAAALc/Rbc_uAf4w0Q/s72-c/Simpatia.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4233786955773047854</id><published>2007-11-26T17:42:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T17:48:48.041-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tá chegando!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0siwT8nByI/AAAAAAAAALU/dg75GUP_Uig/s1600-h/poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0siwT8nByI/AAAAAAAAALU/dg75GUP_Uig/s400/poster.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137238013329737506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;center&gt;Sou super fã de Tim Burton, mas &lt;b&gt;Johnny Depp&lt;/b&gt;... ahhh ele é meu sonho de consumo!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4233786955773047854?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4233786955773047854/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4233786955773047854&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4233786955773047854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4233786955773047854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/t-chegando.html' title='Tá chegando!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0siwT8nByI/AAAAAAAAALU/dg75GUP_Uig/s72-c/poster.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-200428384871158532</id><published>2007-11-26T12:52:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T13:07:17.587-02:00</updated><title type='text'>E quem pediu sua opinião?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0rhDj8nBvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7O6yRAoyhzo/s1600-h/irritated.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0rhDj8nBvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7O6yRAoyhzo/s200/irritated.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137165776274786034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tem gente que adora meter o bedelho onde não é chamado. Outro dia eu e meu marido estávamos negociando a aquisição de um alarme monitorado para nossa casa e minha querida e amada sogra estava lá (ela chegou logo cedo e só foi embora de tarde). Até aí tudo bem. Gosto de recebê-la em casa. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo que o vendedor saiu, ela começou a dar a opinião dela, já mais impondo do que opinando e eu e Luciano ficamos assim, olhando um para a cara do outro como quem se pergunta: Quem foi que pediu a sua opinião?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que ele conhece essa "mania" da mãe e eu nem preciso falar nada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-200428384871158532?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/200428384871158532/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=200428384871158532&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/200428384871158532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/200428384871158532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/e-quem-pediu-sua-opinio.html' title='E quem pediu sua opinião?'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0rhDj8nBvI/AAAAAAAAAK4/7O6yRAoyhzo/s72-c/irritated.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4541099398315870794</id><published>2007-11-23T10:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T12:35:50.201-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexta-feira musical</title><content type='html'>Quero agradecer a todas as pessoas que me deram força ontem no meu bad day. Já passou e hoje estou alegre e saltitante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nada melhor do que uma sexta-feira musical, depois de uma semana toda de pressões no trabalho e tpm. Como em minha cidade só rola shows de música sertaneja, forró e afins (que eu odeio), tenho que me contentar com meus muitos CDS, mp3 e o querido youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho um privilégio muito grande no meu trabalho, que é a liberdade de passar o dia com o fone de ouvido me deliciando com as dezenas de músicas que tenho arquivadas no PC. Isso anima qualquer criação em Corel Draw ou tabelas no Excel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E hoje o que não sai do fone é Cruisin',  essa musiquinha deliciosa que eu acredito que todos conheçam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_HaoZ73wWg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/U_HaoZ73wWg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi trilha do filme Duets e eu adoro!&lt;br /&gt;Ouçam no volume máximo (a não ser que esteja com o fone de ouvido).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0bgsD8nBuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LMBqyDuAk2M/s1600-h/37.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0bgsD8nBuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LMBqyDuAk2M/s200/37.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136039472641017570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4541099398315870794?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4541099398315870794/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4541099398315870794&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4541099398315870794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4541099398315870794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/sexta-feira-musical.html' title='Sexta-feira musical'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0bgsD8nBuI/AAAAAAAAAKw/LMBqyDuAk2M/s72-c/37.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1535268134538880564</id><published>2007-11-22T12:07:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T12:20:48.048-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0WPWj8nBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WLl49h3ORt8/s1600-h/menina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0WPWj8nBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WLl49h3ORt8/s200/menina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135668567855269522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sabe aqueles dias em que você chora vendo fotografias, suspira ouvindo uma música, se irrita até com as folhas das árvores que sujam a garagem, fica brava com a moça do caixa e tem vontade de dar uns tapas na impressora pra ver se ela funciona? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois é, pois é...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1535268134538880564?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1535268134538880564/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1535268134538880564&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1535268134538880564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1535268134538880564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/bad-day.html' title='Bad Day'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0WPWj8nBpI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/WLl49h3ORt8/s72-c/menina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6879958447505059186</id><published>2007-11-21T14:02:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T14:06:24.626-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desencontrada</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Não ando perdida, mas desencontrada...     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarice Lispector&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6879958447505059186?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6879958447505059186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6879958447505059186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/desencontrada.html' title='Desencontrada'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8747328649815859423</id><published>2007-11-21T09:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T09:58:40.763-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Desespero!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0QbDz8nBjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Ls_-7mxLb6c/s1600-h/dv1096042.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0QbDz8nBjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Ls_-7mxLb6c/s200/dv1096042.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5135259227407189554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acabei de descobrir que o Condomínio para o qual eu me mudei não tem disponibilidade para TV por assinatura, tem apenas 1 empresa de Internet e ainda é a rádio e caríssima, e os telefones não funcionam direito! E eu me pergunto: que lugar é esse? Quando compramos o lote e começamos a obra, fomos informados pela corretora que todos esses serviços estariam disponíveis em poucos meses, mas já tem quase 1 ano que adquirimos o terreno e nada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sou um ser completamente viciado em tecnologia e essa notícia caiu como uma bomba sobre minha cabeça. Estarei de férias nos primeiros dias de Dezembro e ficarei completamente incomunicável naquele lugar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mais uma lição que aprendi: nunca, em hipótese alguma, acredite na palavra de um corretor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém me tira desse filme?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8747328649815859423?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8747328649815859423/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8747328649815859423&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8747328649815859423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8747328649815859423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/desespero.html' title='Desespero!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0QbDz8nBjI/AAAAAAAAAI4/Ls_-7mxLb6c/s72-c/dv1096042.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4214275391191614129</id><published>2007-11-20T13:03:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:08:41.010-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Dia da Consciência Negra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0L4RT8nBhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VqKq4Oo8B_k/s1600-h/300px-Zumbidospalmares.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0L4RT8nBhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VqKq4Oo8B_k/s320/300px-Zumbidospalmares.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134939501451740690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O dia de hoje é uma homenagem a Zumbi, que representa a luta do negro contra a escravidão, no período do Brasil Colonial. Ele morreu em combate, defendendo seu povo e sua comunidade. Os quilombos representavam uma resistência ao sistema escravista e também um forma coletiva de manutenção da cultura africana aqui no Brasil. Zumbi lutou até a morte por esta cultura e pela liberdade do seu povo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;E viva a verdadeira cor do Brasil!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4214275391191614129?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4214275391191614129/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4214275391191614129&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4214275391191614129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4214275391191614129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/dia-da-conscincia-negra.html' title='Dia da Consciência Negra'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0L4RT8nBhI/AAAAAAAAAIo/VqKq4Oo8B_k/s72-c/300px-Zumbidospalmares.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8540804082399825460</id><published>2007-11-20T13:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T13:01:19.313-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>Alguma boa alma com conhecimentos aleatórios poderia me ajudar a colocar uma foto no meu perfil do Blog???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8540804082399825460?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8540804082399825460/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8540804082399825460&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8540804082399825460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8540804082399825460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8968885543887719092</id><published>2007-11-19T09:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T09:38:16.575-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Presentinho</title><content type='html'>Ganhei esse selo da senhorita &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; e fiquei bem feliz. Tenho um vício por tudo que é escrito: jornais, revistas, livros, gibis, blogs, panfletos de supermercados e etc.   Fico feliz por poder compartilhar minhas futilidades e utilidades com pessoas que, em meio a sua correria diária, dedicam um tempinho especial pra ler o que escrevo. Obrigada mesmo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0F0zD8nBeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K6GCQgWFzK8/s1600-h/escritores%2Bda%2Bliberdade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0F0zD8nBeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K6GCQgWFzK8/s320/escritores%2Bda%2Bliberdade.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134513470760748514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Todos temos blogs pelo fato de gostarmos de escrever. Por prazer, profissionalismo, ou qualquer motivo pessoal. E a maioria gosta de escrever para liberar algum sentimento profundo, seja ele bom ou ruim. Escreve para se encontrar, para analisar a situação depois de algum tempo, ou naquela mesma hora, e também por essa paixão de por tudo no papel. E estou chamando esses blogueiros de Escritores da própria liberdade. Escritores sim, mesmo que amadores, que escrevem suas emoções, que não guardam tudo para si. Que compartilham tudo com pessoas muitas vezes estranhas(entre as conhecidas)... Escritores que admiro muito, por vários motivos, que se destacam de um jeito único, para cada uma das pessoas que os conhecem. Blogueiros que publicam a sua liberdade de expressão."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E agora, minhas 5 presenteadas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cinthyarachel.blogspot.com/"&gt;Cinthya Rachel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://desaiablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Gááábi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tativianablog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Tati Viana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://lilataeosgatos.blogspot.com/"&gt;Renata&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8968885543887719092?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8968885543887719092/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8968885543887719092&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8968885543887719092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8968885543887719092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/ganhei-esse-selo-da-senhorita-ingrith-e.html' title='Presentinho'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/R0F0zD8nBeI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/K6GCQgWFzK8/s72-c/escritores%2Bda%2Bliberdade.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3771270791101392115</id><published>2007-11-16T12:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T13:18:09.122-02:00</updated><title type='text'>My madness</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rz20ez8nBdI/AAAAAAAAAII/1eoJn9djXy8/s1600-h/200429649-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rz20ez8nBdI/AAAAAAAAAII/1eoJn9djXy8/s320/200429649-001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5133457591705732562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De todas as partes da casa, a que mais gosto é o banheiro.&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que visito alguém pela primeira vez, fico curiosíssima para saber como é o banheiro de sua casa. Claro que não vou chegando e perguntando: onde fica o toilet? Mas fico tão curiosa, que nem consigo me concentrar muito.&lt;br /&gt;Compro revistas de decoração, vejo sites, mas todos que contenham algo sobre os tais dos banheiros. &lt;br /&gt;Na hora da arrumação da casa, a primeira recomendação é: cuide bem dos meus banheiros. A casa toda pode estar um caos, mas os banheiros, esses não! Estão sempre limpos e cheirosos, com tudo no seu devido lugar. Até som ele tem, que é pra deixar o banho ainda mais agradável.&lt;br /&gt;Meu marido fica rindo e dizendo que isso é loucura e preciso urgentemente de terapia. E vocês, o que acham?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3771270791101392115?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3771270791101392115/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3771270791101392115&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3771270791101392115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3771270791101392115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/my-madness.html' title='My madness'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rz20ez8nBdI/AAAAAAAAAII/1eoJn9djXy8/s72-c/200429649-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2733855130553082024</id><published>2007-11-13T14:45:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-13T16:50:40.606-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafezinho sem toxina</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rznx0uF_JSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4hEnNm6Ht3I/s1600-h/dv1105031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rznx0uF_JSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4hEnNm6Ht3I/s200/dv1105031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5132399138394023202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já comentei aqui que sou viciada em café. Se fico sem, dá uma dor de cabeça de enlouquecer. Sei que isso é ruim, e tenho tentado diminuir e também tenho evitado o Expresso, que é mais forte.&lt;br /&gt;O lance é que aqui no trabalho só rola copos descartáveis tanto pra café quanto pra água. E hoje eu estava lendo uma reportagem e descobri que os copos de plástico liberam  toxinas, principalmente quando entram em contato com qualquer bebidas quentes.&lt;br /&gt;Essas toxinas causam desequilíbrio intestinal, dificulta a absorção dos nutrientes e ainda peso extra.&lt;br /&gt;Vou comprar já uma caneca pra poder tomar meu cafezinho aqui no trabalho sem prejuízos na minha saúde.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2733855130553082024?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2733855130553082024/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2733855130553082024&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2733855130553082024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2733855130553082024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/cafezinho-sem-toxina.html' title='Cafezinho sem toxina'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rznx0uF_JSI/AAAAAAAAAIA/4hEnNm6Ht3I/s72-c/dv1105031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6210956257060679605</id><published>2007-11-12T17:41:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T17:43:40.949-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Momento Nostalgia</title><content type='html'>Live - Selling the Drama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewDAgKKzsSE&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ewDAgKKzsSE&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6210956257060679605?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6210956257060679605/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6210956257060679605&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6210956257060679605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6210956257060679605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/momento-nostalgia.html' title='Momento Nostalgia'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3491603458024324844</id><published>2007-11-12T13:23:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T15:01:14.485-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Colocando as coisas em ordem</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzhzcOF_JRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Lt4U8zWV_ig/s1600-h/faxina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzhzcOF_JRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Lt4U8zWV_ig/s320/faxina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131978704045417746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já faz uma semana que nos mudamos e só agora conseguimos colocar a casa em ordem. O sofá já está na sala e enfim tenho uma pia na cozinha. &lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que fosse sentir tanta vontade de lavar louça na vida.&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho muitos dotes culinários e nem sequer sei pregar um botão. Não tenho empregada, trabalho dez horas por dia e só tenho algum tempo nos fins de semana.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tenho um marido muito especial, que me ajuda em todos os serviços doméstico e ainda diz que estou linda mesmo quando tenho olheiras enormes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isso faz todo o trabalho valer a pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3491603458024324844?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3491603458024324844/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3491603458024324844&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3491603458024324844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3491603458024324844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/colcando-as-coisas-em-ordem.html' title='Colocando as coisas em ordem'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzhzcOF_JRI/AAAAAAAAAH4/Lt4U8zWV_ig/s72-c/faxina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8812327807586804562</id><published>2007-11-09T17:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:37:56.139-02:00</updated><title type='text'>10 Coisas sobre Jack Bauer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzSzTuF_JQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/S5zdFVMEXJY/s1600-h/jack_bauer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzSzTuF_JQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/S5zdFVMEXJY/s400/jack_bauer.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130923026853864706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Quando Kim Bauer perdeu a virgindade, Jack encontrou-a e colocou de volta!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Se a vida deu limões a Jack Bauer, ele mata alguns terroristas. Ele odeia limonada!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Jack Bauer é a razão porque Wally está se escondendo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Jack dorme com uma arma sob o travesseiro, mas ele também consegue te matar apenas com o travesseiro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jack já esteve em Marte. Por isso não há vida lá!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Um padre, um Rabino e um pastor vão a um bar. Jack vai atrás para saber que PoX#%$%¨ está acontecendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Jack Bauer não tem amigos. Uma vez, quando criança, foi brincar de polícia e ladrão. Os ladrões foram todos interrogados e mortos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Uma vez Jack esqueceu de onde colocou as chaves. Gastou meia hora se auto torturando até lembrar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Superman tem um pijama com o cara do Jack Bauer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Se Jack estivesse na ilha de LOST, sairia em 24 horas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Vi isso nesse site &lt;a href="http://gorduchas.blig.ig.com.br/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8812327807586804562?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8812327807586804562/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8812327807586804562&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8812327807586804562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8812327807586804562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/10-coisas-sobre-jack-bauer.html' title='10 Coisas sobre Jack Bauer'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzSzTuF_JQI/AAAAAAAAAHw/S5zdFVMEXJY/s72-c/jack_bauer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6223892734886357997</id><published>2007-11-09T17:00:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T17:01:57.338-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Refletindo</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Há um destino comum que nos faz irmãos. Ninguém segue seu caminho absolutamente sozinho; recebemos em troca tudo o que damos aos outros."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                      Edwin Markham&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6223892734886357997?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6223892734886357997/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6223892734886357997&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6223892734886357997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6223892734886357997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/refletindo.html' title='Refletindo'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2482691242294785716</id><published>2007-11-09T09:47:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T10:35:31.086-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Coisas diferentes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzRUAOF_JPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/D_M1mEyFHLg/s1600-h/bolsinhas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzRUAOF_JPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/D_M1mEyFHLg/s320/bolsinhas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130818238241776882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adoro coisas diferentes. Principalmente se tratando de acessórios. Modelos vintage são meus preferidos. Vi essas bolsas outro dia na &lt;a href="http://www.lojaimaginarium.com.br/index.php?secao=Categorias&amp;categoria=002&amp;familia=118&amp;pagina=0&amp;origem=pessoal"&gt;Imaginarium&lt;/a&gt; e fiquei apaixonada. Difícil seria escolher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzRPRuF_JNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oW7w_8cx_28/s1600-h/bolsa+disco.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzRPRuF_JNI/AAAAAAAAAHY/oW7w_8cx_28/s200/bolsa+disco.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130813041331348690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2482691242294785716?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2482691242294785716/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2482691242294785716&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2482691242294785716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2482691242294785716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/coisas-diferentes.html' title='Coisas diferentes'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzRUAOF_JPI/AAAAAAAAAHo/D_M1mEyFHLg/s72-c/bolsinhas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1550638280218295329</id><published>2007-11-07T15:18:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T15:23:28.453-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Capitão Nascimento no Congresso Nacional</title><content type='html'>Clique na imagem para ampliar e divirta-se!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzH0BkG01FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/akJYaUU8N-8/s1600-h/1799836966_3fb470db5a_b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzH0BkG01FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/akJYaUU8N-8/s400/1799836966_3fb470db5a_b.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130149758261056594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fonte: &lt;a href="http://capitaonascimento.wordpress.com/"&gt;Blog do Capitão Nascimento&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1550638280218295329?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1550638280218295329/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1550638280218295329&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1550638280218295329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1550638280218295329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/capito-nascimento-no-congresso-nacional.html' title='Capitão Nascimento no Congresso Nacional'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzH0BkG01FI/AAAAAAAAAHA/akJYaUU8N-8/s72-c/1799836966_3fb470db5a_b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6478805808984309237</id><published>2007-11-07T12:23:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-07T12:33:32.287-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase do dia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzHMO0G01EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/keenDhufKzA/s1600-h/jupaes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzHMO0G01EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/keenDhufKzA/s400/jupaes.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130106005429212226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu realmente não entendi o que Juliana Paes quis dizer com essa frase. &lt;br /&gt;Acho que os critérios que os homens utilizam para eleger uma mulher como sexy não tem nada a ver com a personalidade. Se fosse assim, essa listinha seria beeem menor.&lt;br /&gt;Com essa busanfa toda que ela tem, duvido que alguém preste atenção no que ela fala...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6478805808984309237?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6478805808984309237/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6478805808984309237&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6478805808984309237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6478805808984309237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/legal-ou-sexy.html' title='Frase do dia'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzHMO0G01EI/AAAAAAAAAG4/keenDhufKzA/s72-c/jupaes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2277440698463720142</id><published>2007-11-06T18:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T18:43:00.394-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby-Mel</title><content type='html'>Vi esse meme no blog da &lt;a href="http://recrist.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rê&lt;/a&gt; e depois no da &lt;a href="http://blogdaingrith.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ingrith&lt;/a&gt; e achei tão fofo, que resolvi postar também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Temos que postar uma foto da nossa infância e só consegui encontrar essa de quando eu tinha 1 aninho... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzDRq0G01CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3-MNAjKn57o/s1600-h/baby-mel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzDRq0G01CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3-MNAjKn57o/s200/baby-mel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129830509046977570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reparem no modelo do televisor!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2277440698463720142?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2277440698463720142/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2277440698463720142&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2277440698463720142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2277440698463720142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/baby-mel.html' title='Baby-Mel'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzDRq0G01CI/AAAAAAAAAGo/3-MNAjKn57o/s72-c/baby-mel.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7898840420257432090</id><published>2007-11-06T14:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T16:03:04.738-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vício</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzCSf0G01AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2eSH5FDSTGk/s1600-h/caf%C3%A9+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzCSf0G01AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2eSH5FDSTGk/s200/caf%C3%A9+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129761050835866626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friozinho, chuvinha boa pra ficar em casa, dezenas de coisas pra revisar aqui na empresa... &lt;br /&gt;Hoje eu daria tudo por uma xícara bem grande de café.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7898840420257432090?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7898840420257432090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7898840420257432090&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7898840420257432090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7898840420257432090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/vcio.html' title='Vício'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzCSf0G01AI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2eSH5FDSTGk/s72-c/caf%C3%A9+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-686120058191885972</id><published>2007-11-06T10:54:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T11:25:01.930-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Janelas sem vidro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzBrIEG00-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/imXnfqXH6_o/s1600-h/janela+02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzBrIEG00-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/imXnfqXH6_o/s200/janela+02.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5129717761860490210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um longo e cansativo fim de semana prolongado, estou de volta com muitas histórias sobre minha mudança.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meu marido saiu bem cedo rumo ao nosso novo lar e eu fiquei instruindo o pessoal do caminhão de mudança para não estragarem nada. Chegando lá, Luciano me liga dizendo que o vidraceiro não havia chegado ainda e telefonei imediatamente para a empresa de vidros e fui informada que o pessoal já estava a caminho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chegamos com a mudança já quase meio-dia e nada de vidraceiro. Como o pessoal da loja me informou que eles estavam a caminho, resolvemos descer os móveis e tentar colocar o máximo de coisas no lugar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deu uma, duas, três horas da tarde e nada de vidraceiro. Comecei a ligar no celular que estava no cartãozinho da vidraçaria e chamava até cair na caixa-postal. Comecei a ficar em pânico, pois o céu alertava que vinha chuva e todas as janelas e portas da casa são de vidro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quatro, cinco, seis horas da tarde e estávamos nós, sem vidro, e sem a menor condição de sair de casa, pois a chuva estava caindo e tivemos (eu e Lu, porque a essa altura, todo pessoal da mudança já tinha ido embora) que arrastar quase tudo que estava perto das janelas pra não encharcar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu tive uma crise de riso, misturada com desespero e a única coisa que eu conseguia pensar era no quanto eu precisava de uma boa xícara de café.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um grande sufoco, mas vamos tentar fazer com que os dias tão esperados na casa nova sejam tão bons, que tudo isso fique apenas nas lembranças engraçadas da nossa história de vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-686120058191885972?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/686120058191885972/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=686120058191885972&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/686120058191885972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/686120058191885972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/janelas-sem-vidro.html' title='Janelas sem vidro'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RzBrIEG00-I/AAAAAAAAAGM/imXnfqXH6_o/s72-c/janela+02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8225922881937948988</id><published>2007-11-01T17:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T11:20:39.111-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Só volto na segunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Ryoj9UG009I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2suXmHrnOa4/s1600-h/42-16089468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Ryoj9UG009I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2suXmHrnOa4/s200/42-16089468.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127950661991060434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, como falei várias vezes nesses últimos dias, estarei me mudando pra minha casa nova nesse fim de semana. Vamos aproveitar o feriado pra colocar tudo no lugar e ainda descansar um pouco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, estarei de volta somente na 2ª.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom feriado a todos que passam por aqui e fiquem bem, ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8225922881937948988?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8225922881937948988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8225922881937948988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/s-volto-na-segunda.html' title='Só volto na segunda'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Ryoj9UG009I/AAAAAAAAAGE/2suXmHrnOa4/s72-c/42-16089468.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-47850491524407159</id><published>2007-11-01T11:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T11:40:14.653-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinelinhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RynWIUG008I/AAAAAAAAAF8/gJAVkzbxHkA/s1600-h/chinelinhos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RynWIUG008I/AAAAAAAAAF8/gJAVkzbxHkA/s200/chinelinhos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127865089062654914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou simplesmente apaixonada por chinelos. Lisos, desenhados, correias finas, largas, não importa. Desde que sejam chinelos. Chego a passar horas de bobeira namorando alguns pares em sites que vejo por aí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Engraçado que meu marido não vai mais ao mercado sem voltar me contando quais as cores e modelos novos que chegaram por lá. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Percebi que muita gente gostou daquele modelinho do texto de ontem, e vi também que esqueci de fazer referência a eles. São da&lt;a href="http://www2.victoriassecret.com/collection/index.cfm?&amp;rfnbr=3656&amp;cgname=OSPNKJWLFOO&amp;cgnbr=OSPNKJWLFOO&amp;page=1"&gt; Victoria's Secret&lt;/a&gt;, e cada um é mais lindo que o outro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bom, se alguém souber de algum site que tenham chinelos, mandem pra mim tá, please. Me ajudem a alimentar o meu vício.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não chego a comprar todos que vejo, porque ainda não perdi o juízo completamente, mas confesso que saio das lojas e dos sites com o coração partido.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-47850491524407159?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/47850491524407159/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=47850491524407159&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/47850491524407159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/47850491524407159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/11/chinelinhos.html' title='Chinelinhos'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RynWIUG008I/AAAAAAAAAF8/gJAVkzbxHkA/s72-c/chinelinhos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8000317540488824635</id><published>2007-10-31T15:30:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T16:40:06.386-02:00</updated><title type='text'>De encher os olhos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyjBmUG005I/AAAAAAAAAFo/iWNPOBOtTf0/s1600-h/la%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyjBmUG005I/AAAAAAAAAFo/iWNPOBOtTf0/s200/la%C3%A7o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127561039737836434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyjDk0G007I/AAAAAAAAAF0/iBMgdjB82-0/s1600-h/vestido.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyjDk0G007I/AAAAAAAAAF0/iBMgdjB82-0/s200/vestido.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127563212991288242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Achei um &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;luxo&lt;/span&gt; isso gente. Makeup by Yves Saint Laurent!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tem mais detalhes aqui ó &lt;a href="http://www.harpersbazaar.com/beauty/secrets/beauty-secrets-0907"&gt;Harper's Bazaar&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8000317540488824635?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8000317540488824635/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8000317540488824635&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8000317540488824635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8000317540488824635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/de-encher-os-olhos.html' title='De encher os olhos'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyjBmUG005I/AAAAAAAAAFo/iWNPOBOtTf0/s72-c/la%C3%A7o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7897807156337557670</id><published>2007-10-31T10:39:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-31T11:56:55.358-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Esqueci</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyiJeEG004I/AAAAAAAAAFg/cQ2Hai1gdIA/s1600-h/chinelos.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyiJeEG004I/AAAAAAAAAFg/cQ2Hai1gdIA/s200/chinelos.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127499325352760194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho que ir. Mas sei que preciso voltar rápido. Onde será que foi parar aquela blusa? Estou bastante atrasada. Não é assim que gosto de chegar aos lugares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde está a calça agora? Preciso encontrar a chave do carro. Será que fechei a janela do quarto? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda falta o batom. Onde está o meu espelho? Acho que deixei na outra bolsa. Mas qual delas? Troque três vezes essa semana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinto que estou esquecendo algo. Deve ser apenas uma sensação boba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pronto, cheguei. Já estou vendo a Alicinha. A festa está bombando!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Oi! Pensei que você não viria mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto diz isso, ela me olha de cima a baixo e solta essa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;— Adorei seus chinelos! Puro verão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabia que estava esquecendo algo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7897807156337557670?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7897807156337557670/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7897807156337557670&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7897807156337557670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7897807156337557670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/esqueci.html' title='Esqueci'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyiJeEG004I/AAAAAAAAAFg/cQ2Hai1gdIA/s72-c/chinelos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-873012998465262705</id><published>2007-10-30T09:57:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-30T10:02:23.699-02:00</updated><title type='text'>What Famous Pinup Are You?</title><content type='html'>Vi esse quiz no blog da &lt;a href="http://qualquerpapofurado.blogspot.com/"&gt;Aline&lt;/a&gt; e depois no da &lt;a href="http://elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt; e resolvi fazer também.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que me surpreendi com o resultado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=350 align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#DDDDDD" align=center&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are Maryiln Monroe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#EEEEEE"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/marilyn-monroe.jpg" height="100" width="100"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A classic tortured beauty&lt;br /&gt;You're the dream girl of many men&lt;br /&gt;Yet they never seem to treat you right&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/"&gt;What Famous Pinup Are You?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quer saber qual Pinup famosinha você é? Clique &lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatfamouspinupareyouquiz/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-873012998465262705?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/873012998465262705/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=873012998465262705&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/873012998465262705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/873012998465262705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/what-famous-pinup-are-you.html' title='What Famous Pinup Are You?'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7995203835342830889</id><published>2007-10-29T18:28:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T18:37:06.674-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Ansiedade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyZEWUG00oI/AAAAAAAAACY/kcMovXkKDkg/s1600-h/casinha.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyZEWUG00oI/AAAAAAAAACY/kcMovXkKDkg/s200/casinha.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5126860375953035906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Absolutamente sem inspiração hoje!&lt;br /&gt;Passei o dia todo pensando na minha mudança sábado.&lt;br /&gt;Acho que estou muito ansiosa.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda bem que aqui perto do escritório não tem nenhum café, nem padaria, ou algum outro lugar que venda doces.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7995203835342830889?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7995203835342830889/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7995203835342830889&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7995203835342830889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7995203835342830889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/ansiedade.html' title='Ansiedade'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyZEWUG00oI/AAAAAAAAACY/kcMovXkKDkg/s72-c/casinha.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2786190521671292248</id><published>2007-10-29T09:56:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-29T10:00:13.011-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Cover</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGA-E4qIaLg&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CGA-E4qIaLg&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não consigo parar de ouvir e cantar essa música! Nada melhor que começar a semana com tudo! Música me anima, me inspira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ouçam muita música no volume máximo pessoas! E sejam felizes, ever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2786190521671292248?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2786190521671292248/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2786190521671292248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2786190521671292248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2786190521671292248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/take-cover.html' title='Take Cover'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2341246522249279172</id><published>2007-10-26T13:25:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T13:56:48.897-02:00</updated><title type='text'>'Estilo Björk' influencia mundo fashion</title><content type='html'>Vi essa nota num site e resolvi jogar Björk no Google Imagem pra ver os modelitos da cantora.&lt;br /&gt;E como acabei de aprender um poco sobre moda no blog da &lt;a href="http://elise-saladamista.blogspot.com/"&gt;Elise&lt;/a&gt;, vejo que Björk é puro conceito. Não dá pra sair de casa com as maquiagens e as roupas que ela usa, mas dá pra  extrair as referências.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora, uma coisa não podemos negar: Björk tem atitude e ousadia de sobra, porque sair de casa vestida assim para ir ao Oscar não é pra qualquer uma não.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyIN5kG00nI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iz334hYnuNw/s1600-h/Bjork_350x435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyIN5kG00nI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iz334hYnuNw/s200/Bjork_350x435.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125674608497054322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2341246522249279172?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2341246522249279172/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2341246522249279172&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2341246522249279172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2341246522249279172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/estilo-bjrk-influencia-mundo-fashion.html' title='&apos;Estilo Björk&apos; influencia mundo fashion'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyIN5kG00nI/AAAAAAAAACQ/iz334hYnuNw/s72-c/Bjork_350x435.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-4079137328674050207</id><published>2007-10-26T12:08:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T12:19:19.389-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Meu lado Amélia</title><content type='html'>Objeto de desejo de uma recém-casada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyH3NEG00mI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8MVxxC0pfk/s1600-h/batedeira.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyH3NEG00mI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8MVxxC0pfk/s200/batedeira.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125649654737064546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Onde encontrar: &lt;a href="http://www.target.com/Kitchen-Housewares/b/ref=nav_t_spc_8_1_0/601-2600381-1735354?ie=UTF8&amp;node=1038578"&gt;Target&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-4079137328674050207?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/4079137328674050207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=4079137328674050207&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4079137328674050207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/4079137328674050207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/meu-lado-amlia.html' title='Meu lado Amélia'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyH3NEG00mI/AAAAAAAAACI/p8MVxxC0pfk/s72-c/batedeira.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-2506905169974811185</id><published>2007-10-26T11:15:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-26T11:39:37.116-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyHqH0G00eI/AAAAAAAAABI/7_J0-iXmagM/s1600-h/1178137950_f.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyHqH0G00eI/AAAAAAAAABI/7_J0-iXmagM/s200/1178137950_f.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125635270891590114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"O amor é quando a gente mora um no outro."&lt;br /&gt;            (Mário Quintana)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-2506905169974811185?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/2506905169974811185/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=2506905169974811185&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2506905169974811185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/2506905169974811185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/o-amor-quando-gente-mora-um-no-outro.html' title='Amor'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyHqH0G00eI/AAAAAAAAABI/7_J0-iXmagM/s72-c/1178137950_f.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7269963774520703985</id><published>2007-10-25T11:24:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:38:10.729-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Implicância</title><content type='html'>Gente, cada dia que passa fico mais implicadinha com essa novela Duas Caras (e olha que nem assisto novelas).&lt;br /&gt;Onde já se viu colocar a amante como mocinha da história? &lt;br /&gt;Outro dia minha enteada de 6 anos estava brincado com suas bonecas e quando ouvi, ela estava encenando uma briga. Perguntei o por que da briga e ela solta essa:&lt;br /&gt;— É que essa de cabelo preto é amante do marido da loira tia. As duas se encontraram  e começaram a brigar! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de disso virou lei: novela aqui em casa, nem pensar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7269963774520703985?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7269963774520703985/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7269963774520703985&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7269963774520703985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7269963774520703985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/implicnica.html' title='Implicância'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-8448358624043583193</id><published>2007-10-25T11:12:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-25T11:23:18.351-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Construção</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi feriado em minha cidade e resolvemos dar uma conferida na obra. O pessoal trabalhando e a gente ali, dando palpite em tudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolvi de última hora pintar uma parede do quarto das crianças de verde e e estou completamente apaixonada por ela. E olha que verde nem é minha cor preferida. Ela fica beeem no fim da lista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyCYSkG00dI/AAAAAAAAABA/foUp0jDiPbI/s1600-h/obra.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyCYSkG00dI/AAAAAAAAABA/foUp0jDiPbI/s200/obra.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5125263820644995538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sei como explicar, mas a sensação de escolher cada detalhe, de planejar cada parede, cada cômodo da sua própria casa é algo mágico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O tempo todo fico imaginando onde colocar o sofá, os quadros, a TV... Agora, que está na fase dos acabamento é ainda mais gostoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vejo a hora de me mudar pra lá. Espero que toda essa felicidade que sinto, possa ser ainda maior quando estivermos lá, no nosso cantinho.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-8448358624043583193?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/8448358624043583193/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=8448358624043583193&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8448358624043583193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/8448358624043583193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/construo.html' title='Construção'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RyCYSkG00dI/AAAAAAAAABA/foUp0jDiPbI/s72-c/obra.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-6896112345472357948</id><published>2007-10-23T13:26:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:41:05.197-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Vinho em plena segunda</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4VYbZNGFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ci0pS-Yw-E/s1600-h/garrafa_vinho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4VYbZNGFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ci0pS-Yw-E/s200/garrafa_vinho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124556935408719954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E quem disse que segunda-feira é um dia ruim?&lt;br /&gt;Ontem eu e meu marido saímos do trabalho e fomos direto pro mercado fazer umas comprinhas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No meio daquela confusão, entramos na adega e não conseguimos resistir. Acabamos levando uma garrafa de vinho tinto, e ali mesmo, ele prometeu um delicioso macarrão que só ele sabe fazer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ligamos pra um casal de amigos que amamos muito e acabamos tendo uma noite bastante agradável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Programas assim nos dá mais energia pra enfrentarmos o resto dessa semana que promete ser "daquelas"!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-6896112345472357948?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/6896112345472357948/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=6896112345472357948&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6896112345472357948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/6896112345472357948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/vinho-em-plena-segunda.html' title='Vinho em plena segunda'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4VYbZNGFI/AAAAAAAAAA4/-ci0pS-Yw-E/s72-c/garrafa_vinho.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1057993439989904833</id><published>2007-10-23T12:31:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-23T13:14:32.874-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4PxbZNGEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xBFMb6pIwVY/s1600-h/mala.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4PxbZNGEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xBFMb6pIwVY/s200/mala.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124550767835682882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me casei há três meses e me sinto como se estivesse tudo exatamente como era antes.&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho a sensação de estar casada. A única diferença é que agora, tem alguém dividindo a cama comigo todas as noites.&lt;br /&gt;Penso que essa sensação se deve ao fato de eu ainda estar morando na casa dos meus pais, e pela imensa expectativa em relação ao término da construção da minha casa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nunca gostei de mudanças, por isso, confesso que essa expectativa também me deixa apreensiva. Sempre gostei de saber onde estão minhas coisas, de andar pela casa no escuro e não esbarrar em nada, de sempre saber onde tem uma agulha, uma caneta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho aprendido que casamento não é só uma mudança de vida, mas também uma mudança de hábitos, e isso me traz certa insegurança, já que sempre fui muito apegada ao meu estilo de vida. Mas confesso que estou gostando de tantas mudanças e novidades, afinal, quem não adere às mudanças que a vida nos impõe, perde uma grande oportunidade de aprender coisas novas e agregar novos valores e conceitos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E é isso que espero de toda essa mudança pela qual tenho passado. E se tudo der certo, nesse feriado próximo estarei de malas prontas pra aterrissar definitivamente em minha casa nova.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torçam por mim!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1057993439989904833?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1057993439989904833/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1057993439989904833&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1057993439989904833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1057993439989904833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/mudana.html' title='Mudança'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rx4PxbZNGEI/AAAAAAAAAAw/xBFMb6pIwVY/s72-c/mala.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3683227768645176906</id><published>2007-10-19T17:17:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:19:05.342-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A mulher feia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RxkDE7ZNGCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/i8kp3YPaBIA/s1600-h/mar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RxkDE7ZNGCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/i8kp3YPaBIA/s200/mar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123129434308417570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não era uma mulher bonita. Tinha tudo para ser, mas não era. A falta de beleza não parecia ser estética. Tinha cabelos curtos, olhos expressivos, boca carnuda, seios perfeitos. Não era bem-feita de corpo. Faltava ali, passava acolá... Mas não era esse o problema. Tudo bem que não dava pra usar roupas justas como todas as suas amigas, mas seu corpo não era o que ela tinha de feio. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de caminhar na praia, sandálias nas mãos, vestidinho solto. Vez ou outra chutava um montinho de areia. Seu olhar era distante, como quem espera algo do mar. Ou alguém.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ficava horas sentada na praia, vendo as crianças correrem, o sol se pôr, as ondas irem e virem trazendo a maré. Escolhia sempre o mesmo lugar: próximo às pedras, do lado direito do quiosque, mas longe, bem longe de muita gente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha tudo pra ser a mais linda da praia, mas algo a impedia. Algo que não estava no corpo, no rosto e nem nos cabelos. Não eram as roupas e nem o sorriso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vários minutos tentei decifrar aquela mulher feia. Não descobri o que a fazia ser assim. Era feia, apenas isso. Tinha tudo para ser bonita, mas não era.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3683227768645176906?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3683227768645176906/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3683227768645176906&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3683227768645176906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3683227768645176906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/mulher-feia_4297.html' title='A mulher feia'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/RxkDE7ZNGCI/AAAAAAAAAAg/i8kp3YPaBIA/s72-c/mar.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-3302582194869763979</id><published>2007-10-19T16:01:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T17:20:05.052-02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rxjyi7ZNGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4nISnlB-8k8/s1600-h/pedras.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rxjyi7ZNGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4nISnlB-8k8/s200/pedras.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5123111258006820866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;De tarde quero descansar&lt;br /&gt;Chegar até a praia e ver&lt;br /&gt;Se o vento ainda está forte&lt;br /&gt;E vai ser bom subir nas pedras&lt;br /&gt;Sei que faço isso pra esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Eu deixo a onda me acertar&lt;br /&gt;E o vento vai levando tudo embora&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matando a saudade da Legião.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-3302582194869763979?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/3302582194869763979/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=3302582194869763979&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3302582194869763979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/3302582194869763979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/de-tarde-quero-descansar-chegar-at.html' title=''/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_iY_2zt9rims/Rxjyi7ZNGAI/AAAAAAAAAAM/4nISnlB-8k8/s72-c/pedras.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-1584192741764755145</id><published>2007-10-17T16:10:00.001-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T16:10:31.592-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Pensando bem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;"as paixões são como ventanias que enfurnam as velas dos navios, fazendo-os navegar; outras vezes podem fazê-los naufragar, mas se não fossem elas, não haveriam viagens nem aventuras nem novas descobertas"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(desconheço o autor)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-1584192741764755145?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/1584192741764755145/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=1584192741764755145&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1584192741764755145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/1584192741764755145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/pensando-bem.html' title='Pensando bem'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7179197444020535207</id><published>2007-10-17T08:37:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T09:02:00.047-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Simples assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Sempre me pego pensando em como descomplicar as coisas. Assim como os homens, que sempre acham uma maneira bem simples pra fazer aquilo que estamos quebrando a cabeça pra resolver.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Escolher uma roupa, por exemplo. Passo vários minutos com as portas do armário abertas pesando no que usar, enquanto meu marido, em pouquíssimo tempo, já está pronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E não é só isso. Outro dia lá estava eu tentando colocar um brinco, que tinha o "palitinho" muito grande, que me espetava quando eu atendia o telefone. Enquanto eu dissertava sobre a necessidade de haver uma maneira daquilo não me incomodar, já que nós, mulheres, praticamente movimentamos o comércio de jóias e bijuterias (sim, eu uso e você também!), simplesmente meu &lt;em&gt;herói &lt;/em&gt;pega um pequeno alicate em sua caixa de ferramentas e corta um pedaço daquele "palitinho" e com minha lixa de unhas, ele lapida a ponta para não mais me machucar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simples assim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7179197444020535207?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7179197444020535207/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7179197444020535207&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7179197444020535207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7179197444020535207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/sempre-me-pego-pensando-em-como.html' title='Simples assim'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5252265817051944046.post-7262334134543831528</id><published>2007-10-15T13:43:00.000-02:00</published><updated>2007-10-15T13:53:56.568-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Frase da Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Ser eu mesma, num mundo que está fazendo tudo o que pode, noite e dia, para me tornar outra pessoa, significa lutar a mais árdua batalha que um ser humano pode travar, e nunca parar de lutar."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;E. E. Cummings&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;★&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5252265817051944046-7262334134543831528?l=blog-da-mel.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/feeds/7262334134543831528/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5252265817051944046&amp;postID=7262334134543831528&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7262334134543831528'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5252265817051944046/posts/default/7262334134543831528'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blog-da-mel.blogspot.com/2007/10/frase-da-semana.html' title='Frase da Semana'/><author><name>Mel  ♪ ♪</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02796477361973832508</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='31' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_iY_2zt9rims/SsJMf5Wj53I/AAAAAAAABK4/r7_EmP6bEYk/S220/Meliza+-+Set.+09+MSN.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
