<?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-1074564078109210584</id><updated>2011-10-04T11:40:21.952+01:00</updated><category term='I miss...'/><title type='text'>A Princesa está de volta!...</title><subtitle type='html'>"Apenas os que ousam ir mais longe descobrem até onde podem chegar."
T.S.Eliot</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5784344024113234044</id><published>2009-09-04T19:43:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T19:44:56.137+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ainda em modo de férias! Mas as actualizações chegarão!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SqFf_8ZcpjI/AAAAAAAABhY/XRNoDYdw1L8/s1600-h/ch870613.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SqFf_8ZcpjI/AAAAAAAABhY/XRNoDYdw1L8/s400/ch870613.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377684982206342706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5784344024113234044?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5784344024113234044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5784344024113234044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5784344024113234044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5784344024113234044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/09/ainda-em-modo-de-ferias-mas-as.html' title='Ainda em modo de férias! Mas as actualizações chegarão!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SqFf_8ZcpjI/AAAAAAAABhY/XRNoDYdw1L8/s72-c/ch870613.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8536415238044315945</id><published>2009-07-22T21:41:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T17:14:10.474+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estágio acabado e muitas férias por vir!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenho andado desaparecida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois de tanto tempo perdido/passado em frente ao computador, agora aproveito para o deixar longe o máximo de tempo possível,e por isso quando cá venho é para tratar do indispensável!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O estágio em Madrid já acabou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se foi bom ou mau?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nem tudo foi mau, isso é certo! Mas também não foi o que eu queria/pensava/gostava!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Conheci muitos sítios e pessoas, fui a festas e fiz passeios. Os primeiros meses foram fantásticos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas depois tudo mudou. A cidade começou a cansar-me, e o trabalho (ou a falta dele) também! Não me vou alongar sobre o assunto, mas pronto, a falta de motivação e vontade de lá estar fez com que nos últimos tempos o blog andasse mais paradito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O estágio em Madrid já acabou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trouxe comigo os sítios e as pessoas, as festas e os passeios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Agora de volta a casa, volta a rotina de mandar currículos e procurar emprego...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Enquanto isso vou tentar aproveitar as férias e o tempo livre, que ouvi dizer que quando se começa a trabalhar a sério ele escasseia!...&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/1074564078109210584-8536415238044315945?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8536415238044315945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8536415238044315945' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8536415238044315945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8536415238044315945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/07/estagio-acabado-e-muitas-ferias-por-vir.html' title='Estágio acabado e muitas férias por vir!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3045520865958059927</id><published>2009-07-01T14:50:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:17:09.447+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Calorzinho que faz transpirar as pedras da calçada!!</title><content type='html'>Tenho umas coisinhas para contar, mas a vida ultra ocupada e o pouco tempo passado na net não ajudam muito...&lt;br /&gt;Mas as novidades estão para breve!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para já só tenho isto a dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SkttitqWksI/AAAAAAAABgQ/yZ28aAXbgFc/s1600-h/Picture+1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SkttitqWksI/AAAAAAAABgQ/yZ28aAXbgFc/s200/Picture+1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353493025200181954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Está por cá uma brasa que custa a aguentar estar nesta selva de betão sem mar à vista...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3045520865958059927?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3045520865958059927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3045520865958059927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3045520865958059927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3045520865958059927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/07/calorzinho-que-faz-transpirar-as-pedras.html' title='Calorzinho que faz transpirar as pedras da calçada!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SkttitqWksI/AAAAAAAABgQ/yZ28aAXbgFc/s72-c/Picture+1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5286712161141075399</id><published>2009-06-18T14:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T14:57:18.817+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sao coisas que acontecem...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje de manha, ia eu muito descansadinha no autocarro,a caminho da estaçao de comboios, e parados no trânsito reparo no carro que está ao lado do autocarro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Um Smart, e dentro dele uma mulher irada a falar ao telemóvel! É engraçado como mesmo sem ouvir as conversas nos conseguimos aperceber dos seus sentidos e estados de espírito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ía a mulher irada a gesticular e a falar alto (pelo menos parecia!), quando se lembra de abrir a janela, quiça para arejar o ambiente que se adivinhava tenso e quente dentro do pequeno carro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E ao mesmo tempo o semáforo muda para verde, e o trânsito retoma o seu rumo lentamente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a mulher irada a falar ao telemóvel, ao mesmo tempo que abre a janela, tenta arrancar o carro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E o que é que acontece quando se está distraído a tentar fazer várias coisas ao mesmo tempo?! Pois, alguma delas corre o risco de sair mal feita... E bateu com o carro!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Foi só um toquezinho, nem deve ter estragado muito o carro da frente e o respectivo, mas o estrondo foi grande, e enquanto o autocarro em que eu seguia seguiu o seu rumo, ainda me apercebi do condutor do carro da frente ter saído do carro irado também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a mulher irada deve ter ficado mais irada ainda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sao coisas que acontecem quando se fala ao telemóvel e se conduz, e sao coisas que acontecem quando se tenta fazer muita coisa ao mesmo tempo enquanto se conduz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E ainda há quem se admire por estas coisas acontecerem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5286712161141075399?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5286712161141075399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5286712161141075399' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5286712161141075399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5286712161141075399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/sao-coisas-que-acontecem.html' title='Sao coisas que acontecem...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2783604185621269123</id><published>2009-06-17T14:07:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T15:25:53.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A princesa foi a Alicante!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O último fim de semana foi passado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://maps.google.es/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=38.395973,+-0.407194&amp;amp;sll=38.395994,-0.407014&amp;amp;sspn=0.00148,0.002414&amp;amp;gl=es&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Começou com muuuita gente à espera de um autocarro, e ele a parar mesmo à nossa frente, parecia que tinha sido encomendado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chegar à praia, mar parado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muito sol, sombrero alugado, corpos besuntados e estavamos prontos para ganhar corzinha (apesar de haver quem dissesse que "branco também é cor!")...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caminhadas de 20min para encontrar um restaurante aberto à noite, paellas que nao nos satisfizeram, muitos mergulhos relâmpago, rotina de 5min na água, 5min ao sol (que mais que isso seguido era impossível!) e 5min à sombra, as pernas assadas e os caminhares estranhos, a maior concentraçao de pessoas a fazer topless que eu já vi numa praia (praias de nudismo nao entram para a comparaçao!), os toplesses de fim da tarde, os toplesses às escondidas e os toplesses involuntários, a falta de homens giros, a grande concentraçao de parolada na noite alicantina (é assim que se chamam os habitantes de Alicante?!), as ofertas ranhosas e as pulseiras luminosas, as siestas na praia a qualquer hora do dia, muitas gargalhadas, muito divertimento, e no fim alguma corzinha nos corpos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Foi mais ou menos isto e mais alguma coisa o que se passou por Alicante...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A música da estadia foi sem sombra de dúvidas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7GJ5M6dV56c"&gt;esta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sjj8GZOHIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/5ksg-x9lyqk/s1600-h/fam%C3%ADlia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 268px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sjj8GZOHIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/5ksg-x9lyqk/s400/fam%C3%ADlia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301744281952898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As meninas do grupo e a família toda junta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sjj8QhPPXFI/AAAAAAAABgA/PPLRlHe4PZs/s1600-h/praia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sjj8QhPPXFI/AAAAAAAABgA/PPLRlHe4PZs/s400/praia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348301918232861778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A princesa foi a  Alicante!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E gostou muuuito!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2783604185621269123?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2783604185621269123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2783604185621269123' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2783604185621269123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2783604185621269123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/princesa-foi-alicante.html' title='A princesa foi a Alicante!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sjj8GZOHIoI/AAAAAAAABf4/5ksg-x9lyqk/s72-c/fam%C3%ADlia.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6041565233657220887</id><published>2009-06-15T15:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T15:40:06.943+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A visita já veio e já se foi embora. Esse fim de semana foi de muito passeio, como aliás é costume sempre que cá vem alguém!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E entretanto mais um fim de semana passou, e esse foi de praia...&lt;br /&gt;Segue-se mais tarde o post próprio e umas fotinhas para mostrar a minha nova corzinha...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6041565233657220887?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6041565233657220887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6041565233657220887' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6041565233657220887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6041565233657220887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/visita-ja-veio-e-ja-se-foi-embora.html' title=''/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-527092103954215374</id><published>2009-06-04T21:35:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:47:17.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I love weekends!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No fim de semana passado, visita surpresa que teve direito a gritos, lágrimas, sorrisos e muitos risos, beijos e muitos abraços, conversa, perguntas, e muitas respostas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje chega mais uma visita para cá passar o fim de semana (e lá vou eu voltar às visitas guiadas!!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As semanas, essas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;é que se vão passando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;sem grandes novidades para contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-527092103954215374?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/527092103954215374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=527092103954215374' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/527092103954215374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/527092103954215374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-love-weekends.html' title='I love weekends!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-19495807243411966</id><published>2009-05-28T13:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T14:23:37.580+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lenços, gorros e chapéus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ainda não te deixei aqui uma palavra de força. Não sei se vais gostar ou não, mas agora isso também já não interessa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Ontem ia no comboio para o trabalho de manhã a ler uma revistinha, e deparei-me com uma reportagem que me tocou.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; A cada parágrafo sentia um nó na garganta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; A cada frase pensava em ti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenho para mim que isso muda muito as pessoas, que isso as torna mais sensíveis a pormenores e a coisas pequenas da vida!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenho para mim que isso muda muito as pessoas, que passam a aproveitar mais o tempo e as pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenho para mim que isso muda muito as pessoas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nao merecias isso agora, gordo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas já está quase a acabar essa rotina, vais ver. Essa tortura, esse ritual que tanto odeias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só mais um bocadinho e depois tudo volta ao que era.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tudo, menos tu, que estás uma pessoa diferente (com menos pelugem, mas diferente!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Com muita mais vontade de viver e fazer coisas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Beijinho grande cheio de força, gordinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-19495807243411966?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/19495807243411966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=19495807243411966' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/19495807243411966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/19495807243411966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/lencos-gorros-e-chapeus.html' title='Lenços, gorros e chapéus!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1643552863336454946</id><published>2009-05-26T21:31:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T21:35:53.482+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Para esta noite...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... o programa é ver um filme romântico da treta, mas daqueles mesmo muito maus, tipo os que passam na TVI ao Domingo à tarde mas que nos colam ao sofá seja por que razão for (nem que a razão seja só ficar no sofá a recuperar da noitada anterior, e não podemos mudar de canal porque o comando caiu ao chão e nem sequer temos forças para nos mexermos e o apanharmos!)!&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/1074564078109210584-1643552863336454946?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1643552863336454946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1643552863336454946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1643552863336454946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1643552863336454946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/para-esta-noite.html' title='Para esta noite...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1843198535758281519</id><published>2009-05-26T11:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-26T14:21:04.574+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Deolinda em Madrid!</title><content type='html'>Ontem foi a vez de outro grande concerto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShvMt4w-dOI/AAAAAAAABfU/0PeLupslcq0/s1600-h/deolinda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 201px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShvMt4w-dOI/AAAAAAAABfU/0PeLupslcq0/s320/deolinda.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340086871881839842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Letras das músicas que nos dizem sempre algo, e pensamentos que nos levam a outros sítios...&lt;br /&gt;Uma grande voz, e um grande espectáculo, numa sala repleta de portugueses!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1843198535758281519?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1843198535758281519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1843198535758281519' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1843198535758281519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1843198535758281519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/deolinda-em-madrid.html' title='Deolinda em Madrid!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShvMt4w-dOI/AAAAAAAABfU/0PeLupslcq0/s72-c/deolinda.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4934467044933245996</id><published>2009-05-25T15:56:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T16:16:46.867+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Só fotos para contrariar o texto todo do post anterior!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As fotos que faltavam da semana que passou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShqzYX_4sHI/AAAAAAAABfM/SBtRcZXO_jU/s1600-h/princesa.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 315px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShqzYX_4sHI/AAAAAAAABfM/SBtRcZXO_jU/s400/princesa.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339777539541348466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A Princesa perdida,&lt;br /&gt;a Princesa e a paisagem,&lt;br /&gt;a Princesa na mini feira medieval,&lt;br /&gt;no retiro a apanhar solinho 1, 2 e 3,&lt;br /&gt;pensativa,&lt;br /&gt;melancólica&lt;br /&gt;e de olhar matreiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShqzTz6tFDI/AAAAAAAABfE/2-MtmhkKvcs/s1600-h/eu+e+bonguinha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShqzTz6tFDI/AAAAAAAABfE/2-MtmhkKvcs/s320/eu+e+bonguinha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5339777461136462898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E mais palavras para quê?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Foi tao bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4934467044933245996?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4934467044933245996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4934467044933245996' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4934467044933245996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4934467044933245996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/so-fotos-para-contrariar-o-texto-todo.html' title='Só fotos para contrariar o texto todo do post anterior!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ShqzYX_4sHI/AAAAAAAABfM/SBtRcZXO_jU/s72-c/princesa.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1030202212077766689</id><published>2009-05-25T11:27:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T15:06:25.149+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflexoes, divagaçoes, desabafos e decisoes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AVISO: Aproxima-se post grande, nao vos censuro por nao o quererem ler...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;(e nao tenho culpa de o texto se tornar mais difícil de ler sem tils!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Há alturas em que temos de tomar decisoes. Há alturas em que damos por nós a pensar vezes sem conta nas mesmas coisas, na esperança de que isso nos aclare as ideias. Há alturas em que pensamos que algo nos está a escapar por entre os dedos. Porque é que é tao difícil escolher? Porque é que nao me consigo decidir? Porque é que nao há numa das escolhas algo que me faça tomar partido sem hesitar? Será que nao me vou arrepender de nao ter escolhido o outro caminho?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomei uma grande decisao à uns tempos. Inscrever-me ou nao no InovContacto. Pensei e repensei e cheguei à conclusao de que isto era uma oportunidade que nao podia perder. Inscrevi-me. Estava ansiosa por ter a minha aventura, as minhas experiências. Foi o meu grito do Ipiranga, aquele de queria ter mesmo que nao precisasse! Inscrevi-me, com o desejo (acho que incompatível) de ir para um sítio que me proporcionasse uma experiência completamente diferente e cheia de coisas novas, mas que ao mesmo tempo fosse perto de casa... E quando vi projectado na parede o meu nome seguido de "Espanha" fiquei contente! Nao ia conhecer uma cultura diferente, nem ia para sítios que provalvelmente nunca mais iria visitar, mas estava perto de casa, e isso aliado a ir para uma cidade fantástica chegou para me deixar contente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No início apetecia tudo, tinha ganas de fazer tudo, conhecer tudo, estar com todos... a cidade é fantástica, e há sempre imenso para fazer e para todos os gostos, o difícil é mesmo escolher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E depois chegou a altura de tomar outra grande decisao. Mais uma vez pensei e repensei, e ao chegar à conclusao de que nao fazia sentido para mim continuar aqui, escolhi ir embora.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As grandes decisoes deixam-se sempre na dúvida. Ficar seria aproveitar a oportunidade, e ir sem nada garantido parece-me risco a mais. E ficar parece-me o caminho mais fácil, mas prefiro seguir o mais difícil. Prefiro ir para junto de quem eu quero, para o meu espaço e para as minhas coisas, para a minha família, namorado, amigos. Pode parecer capricho, mas neste momento nao me faz sentido aguentar uma situaçao que nao me satisfaz minimamente. Já tive a minha experiência, a minha aventura, a minha oportunidade. Trabalho nem vê-lo, e isso é deprimente. E a cidade é o máximo, mas torna-se cansativa para cá viver. Já me chega disso. Tirando isso foi tudo óptimo. Os passeios, as visitas, as festas e as noitadas, as pessoas e os sítios. Foi tudo óptimo. Nao fui a todos os sítios que queria ter ido. Nao fiz tudo o que queria ter feito. Ainda tenho tempo de ir a alguns sítios e de fazer algumas coisas. E o que nao ficar visto agora e o que nao ficar feito agora, oportunidades nao faltarao mais tarde. Mas agora escolho voltar. Ainda me faltam quase dois meses cá. Mas escolho voltar para casa depois disto. O que me reserva o futuro ainda nao sei. Mas aguardo-o com paciência, porque sei que vou estar mais feliz. Saudades de casa. Provocados por uma situaçao que nao me satisfaz, bem sei, mas nao deixam de ter importância estas saudades por isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ufa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já está.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tinha de dizer isto, estava-me qualquer coisa entalada na garganta, e tinha de deixar sair.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E tinha de tornar público, para que nao me estejam sempre a perguntar:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Vais ficar em Madrid depois do estágio?". Nao.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Entao e já tens alguma coisa em vista?". Nao, nao tenho.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas nao estou assustada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1030202212077766689?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1030202212077766689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1030202212077766689' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1030202212077766689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1030202212077766689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/reflexoes-divagacoes-desabafos-e.html' title='Reflexoes, divagaçoes, desabafos e decisoes...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7663853241882630078</id><published>2009-05-24T18:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:49:04.890+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to declare...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Há umas fotos que ainda estão por mostrar, de uns dias especiais da semana passada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas tirando isso não há mais posts porque não ha muito mais para contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os dias vão-se passando sempre iguais, onde o sentimento de fundo é de monotonia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nada para fazer no trabalho (mesmo nada!), o que pode parecer atraente para quem trabalha muito, mas para quem está nesta situação há uns meses se torna monótono, inútil, chega mesmo a roçar o deprimente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os fins de semana tem sido calminhos, porque andar sempre em festa além de cansar também torna a carteira mais leve!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As próximas semanas irão passar-se como todas as anteriores até aqui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os fins de semana, esses, é que serão diferentes. Serão de passeio, visitas ou surpresas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o certo é que já conto os dias para isto acabar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E mesmo a propósito, li isto algures...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Everything will be okay in the end.&lt;br /&gt;If it&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;’s not okay..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;it’s not the end."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas está quase a ficar tudo okay!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7663853241882630078?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7663853241882630078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7663853241882630078' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7663853241882630078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7663853241882630078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/nothing-to-declare.html' title='Nothing to declare...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4041924026611643021</id><published>2009-05-07T14:42:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T15:14:30.978+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally some news...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já lá vao uns fins de semaninha sem novidades, mas há algumas coisas que tenho de contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/este-fim-de-semana-passado-foi-muito.html"&gt;Neste&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; post disse que brevemente seguiam as fotos do Domingo deste fim de semana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nao foi assim tao breve, e até podia deixar passar isso e passar à frente, mas foi tao fixe esse Domingo que nem consigo deixar de mostrar!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLnFaCjKiI/AAAAAAAABec/hid9_NP3l3k/s1600-h/neve.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 321px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLnFaCjKiI/AAAAAAAABec/hid9_NP3l3k/s400/neve.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333078988835465762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como tinha dito, fomos lanchar à serra, e tal era a muita/média/pouca quantidade de neve que vimos, deu para fazermos uma excursao ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pólo Norte/Alpes Suiços/Navacerrada&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E no fim para aquecer os ânimos, a noite acabou num bar brasileiro (foto central de baixo, como facilmente se percebe!)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fim de semana seguinte foi fantástico!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fomos daqui rumo a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Barcelona&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Houve menos passeio do que o programado, mas tudo valeu a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A cidade é lindíssima, correu tudo muito bem, fomos muito bem acolhidas pelos Inóvios que lá estavam (e por outros que por lá apareceram também!!), divertimo-nos imenso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fotos, essas, também há muitas (havia umas 6 ou 7 máquinas fotográficas e nós eramos 9...), mas para nao estar a chatear muito ficam só estas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLprlX7XvI/AAAAAAAABek/8jIusLg3QfI/s1600-h/CIMG0001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLprlX7XvI/AAAAAAAABek/8jIusLg3QfI/s320/CIMG0001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333081843736207090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLpxOV32VI/AAAAAAAABes/BJ4DnJINIl8/s1600-h/3293_91090850114_654380114_2935848_8377926_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLpxOV32VI/AAAAAAAABes/BJ4DnJINIl8/s320/3293_91090850114_654380114_2935848_8377926_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333081940632787282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As meninas à chegada, e o grupo madrileño à partida...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sem dúvida voltarei a Barcelona...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Depois do mega fim de semana houve ainda um acontecimento que merece destaque!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Concerto de Cla&lt;/span&gt; em Madrid!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLqeOurhgI/AAAAAAAABe0/udaY_W8N3pY/s1600-h/cla.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLqeOurhgI/AAAAAAAABe0/udaY_W8N3pY/s400/cla.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5333082713830950402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais uma vez, representaçao Inóvia em peso (nós quando aparecemos somos sempre muitos!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nunca tinha ouvido Cla ao vivo, e apesar da sala pequena e ainda assim nao cheia, adorei!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como era de prever, nao podiamos sair dali sem dar uma palavrinha aos artistas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E assim se tem passado o tempo por cá,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mais acontecimento menos acontecimento...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4041924026611643021?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4041924026611643021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4041924026611643021' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4041924026611643021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4041924026611643021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-some-news.html' title='Finally some news...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SgLnFaCjKiI/AAAAAAAABec/hid9_NP3l3k/s72-c/neve.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5584762904080332170</id><published>2009-05-07T00:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T01:04:26.830+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vem brincar, traz um amigo teu...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E a esta hora (são ja duas da manhã!) ando eu a recordar&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y5uCywWOqE4"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero é comer, comer, comer-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bolachinhaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quero é trincar, trincar, trincar, trincar-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bolachinhaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Eu vou comer, comer, comer-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bolachinhaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Com toda a arte mastigar-te,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bolachinhaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muito boa esta música!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E fica na cabeça...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5584762904080332170?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5584762904080332170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5584762904080332170' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5584762904080332170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5584762904080332170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/vem-brincar-traz-um-amigo-teu.html' title='Vem brincar, traz um amigo teu...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3705769670151622594</id><published>2009-05-04T12:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T14:41:41.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ao amor...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(153, 51, 153); font-weight: normal;"&gt;Já lá vao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;29 anos&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já levam uma vida juntos, os meus papás!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que orgulho na "família maravilha"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pena de nao estar aí convosco (sempre, mas especialmente hoje!) para um jantarzinho em família e ver a mae com as trenguices do costume e o pai a dizer "vês o que eu aturo?"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(Desculpem a lamechice, mas há dias em que tem mesmo de ser!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3705769670151622594?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3705769670151622594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3705769670151622594' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3705769670151622594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3705769670151622594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/ao-amor.html' title='Ao amor...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4057051760357055248</id><published>2009-05-03T21:20:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T21:39:45.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Antes das actualizações!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O fim de semana por cá foi calmo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Umas arrumações já à muito necessárias, uns passeios pela cidade, e um fim de tarde de Domingo fantástico...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf3_4N6CTHI/AAAAAAAABeM/PGf9VTpvTGY/s1600-h/CIMG0473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf3_4N6CTHI/AAAAAAAABeM/PGf9VTpvTGY/s200/CIMG0473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331698875147373682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A banheira era pequena, mas também não fazia muita diferença, porque estava sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Em vez do copo de vinho e dos morangos, o chá e as torradinhas (volto a frisar que estava sozinha!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a acompanhar (para não me sentir mesmo sozinha!), &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.rocabolsillo.com/cont/catalogo/imagePot2/Codice_632_El-RBOL-022008.jpg"&gt;este senhor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (sim, estou mesmo a lê-lo em espanhol!)&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Coisas que sabem mesmo bem!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4057051760357055248?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4057051760357055248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4057051760357055248' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4057051760357055248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4057051760357055248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/antes-das-actualizacoes.html' title='Antes das actualizações!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf3_4N6CTHI/AAAAAAAABeM/PGf9VTpvTGY/s72-c/CIMG0473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-9043378266999830915</id><published>2009-05-03T11:53:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T11:59:31.423+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Já sei, já sei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já sei que muito tempo passou desde o ultimo post, já sei que muitas fotografias estão ainda por mostrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas por uma questão de prioridades, este post tem de vir primeiro!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf14c3zauCI/AAAAAAAABeE/sv7FlJ1aXr4/s1600-h/casamento+Ana+Isabel.26.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf14c3zauCI/AAAAAAAABeE/sv7FlJ1aXr4/s400/casamento+Ana+Isabel.26.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331549971287816226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);font-size:180%;" &gt;FELIZ DIA, MAMÃ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muitas saudadinhas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-9043378266999830915?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/9043378266999830915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=9043378266999830915' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/9043378266999830915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/9043378266999830915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/05/ja-sei-ja-sei.html' title='Já sei, já sei!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sf14c3zauCI/AAAAAAAABeE/sv7FlJ1aXr4/s72-c/casamento+Ana+Isabel.26.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-333579590942695475</id><published>2009-04-21T11:34:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T23:42:50.999+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Produtividade ao fim de semana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este fim de semana passado foi muito produtivo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoje-e.html"&gt;disse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;" &gt;Sábado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; tirei o dia para ver museus!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fui ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.museoreinasofia.es/index.html"&gt;Museu Reina Sofia&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; e à &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.lacasaencendida.es/"&gt;Casa Encendida&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Se2lCWTpSuI/AAAAAAAABd8/D8Iv8S5ftx0/s1600-h/reina+sofia.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 257px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Se2lCWTpSuI/AAAAAAAABd8/D8Iv8S5ftx0/s320/reina+sofia.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327095394015464162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ao Reina Sofia (na foto os jardins, já que lá dentro nao se pode fotografar!) já lá tinha ido, mas muito à pressa e mais para ver o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.museoreinasofia.es/coleccion/obras/guernica.html"&gt;Guernica&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No Sábado perdi-me nos seus imensos corredores sem pressas nem corridas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estive lá dentro imenso tempo, mas nao senti em altura alguma que fosse tempo perdido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ainda pensei perder-me também no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.blogger.com/www.museodelprado.es/es/bienvenido"&gt;Museu do Prado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, mas a fila de entrada era tao grande que desisti da ideia rapidamente!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Segui para a Casa Encendida, onde já lá tinha ido nos meus primeiros dias em Madrid ver uma outra exposiçao de fotografia, mas desta vez estava lá uma exposiçao de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.lacasaencendida.es/LCE/lceCruce/0,0,73537_0_73535_12334%24P1%3D16,00.html"&gt;fotografias antigas de Nova York&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muito bom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A caminho de casa apercebi-me de que uma companhia para aquele passeio tinha sabido bem... mas nao uma companhia qualquer, já que para ver museus cada pessoa tem o seu ritmo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais uma noite sem sair (há fins de semana em que nao apetece mesmo!), e seguiu-se sessao de movie caseiro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Finalmente tinha tempo para ver o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1010048/"&gt;Slumdog Millionaire&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, e foi mais um tempo muito bem passado.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muito bom filme, sem dúvida (nao achei foi muita piada ao fim demasiado previsível, mas compreendo que de outra forma o fim nao faria tanto sentido!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sábado foi mesmo um dia que me encheu as medidas, e apesar de também cansar andar a ver museus, fui um dia de descanso que me encheu a alma!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo&lt;/span&gt; foi outro dia bom, eu e mais uma maltinha fomos à &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.puertonavacerrada.com/"&gt;serra&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; ver neve e brincar um bocado! Só deu tempo para pouco mais do que chegar, tirar umas fotos, lanchar, skuar um bocadinho, e vir embora a tempo de apanhar o último autocarro para a cidade, mas valeu mesmo a pena!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Chegados à cidade, "ah e tal 'bora só beber um copo e daqui a uma horita vamos todos para casa que estamos cansados"... tao cansados que estavamos que alguns até foram obrigados a ir mesmo sem grande vontade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E acabamos num barzinho brasileiro com música ao vivo a beber caipirinhas e mais do que uma hora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;1, 2, 3, joelho a rodar para fora, samba no pé a noite toda, e uma noite inesperadamente muito boa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;As fotos de Domingo seguem mais tarde, já que mais uma vez a minha máquina ficou sem bateria, por isso tenho de esperar pelo jantar de amanha para a troca de fotos e visionamento dos muitos vídeos feitos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fim de semana muito produtivo,&lt;br /&gt;sem dúvida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-333579590942695475?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/333579590942695475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=333579590942695475' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6843610072002222874</id><published>2009-04-18T12:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:28:31.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dia Internacional dos Monumentos e Sítios!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje vou fazer uma tarde cultural e andar à minha vontade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje vou-me perder nos museus, percorrer cada sala e absorver o máximo que puder...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje vou sozinha fazer isso, para não ter de me vir embora quando ainda tenho mais para ver e para poder vir embora sem ter de esperar por ninguém!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje vou aprender...&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/1074564078109210584-6843610072002222874?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6843610072002222874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6843610072002222874' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6843610072002222874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6843610072002222874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoje-e.html' title='Hoje é...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-259858020311992334</id><published>2009-04-18T11:59:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T12:21:46.231+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Espantem-se os que me conhecem!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ontem à noite fiquei em casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sim, foi sexta feira à noite e fiquei em casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Queria aproveitar para descansar, mas acabei por só me deitar lá para as 3h e pouco...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Hoje queria dormir até não conseguir mais, e pensava eu que ia ser até lá para as 3h da tarde...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Acordei ao meio dia sem sono...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Isto nem parece meu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Querer dormir muito, ter tempo de sobra para isso, e não conseguir...&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/1074564078109210584-259858020311992334?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/259858020311992334/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=259858020311992334' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/259858020311992334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/259858020311992334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/espantem-se-os-que-me-conhecem.html' title='Espantem-se os que me conhecem!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2300528701615572227</id><published>2009-04-17T21:35:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T01:35:51.127+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nó na garganta *</title><content type='html'>Primeiro vi isto &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://osdiasuteis.blogs.sapo.pt/379550.html"&gt;(aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZrDxe9gK8Gk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="405"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostei especialmente da sincronização das palavras com a  música...&lt;br /&gt;Mas a mensagem também me tocou...&lt;br /&gt;Murro no estômago!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo a seguir vi isto &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://esperobemquenao.blogspot.com/2009/04/as-aparencias-nao-iludem.html"&gt;(aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="381"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x8ymn0_susan-boyle-on-britains-got-talent&amp;amp;related=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x8ymn0_susan-boyle-on-britains-got-talent&amp;amp;related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="381" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x8ymn0_susan-boyle-on-britains-got-talent"&gt;Susan Boyle on Britain's Got Talent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/dwarthy"&gt;dwarthy&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As aparências que iludem, os falsos juízos e a voz que me tocou na alma...&lt;br /&gt;Arrepiei-me e comovi-me...&lt;br /&gt;Nó na garganta e lágrimas nos olhos...&lt;br /&gt;Não sei se por ser um dia nostálgico, se porque a Senhora ter uma voz com poderes mágicos...&lt;br /&gt;Mas o que é certo é que me tocou bem cá no fundinho de mim aquele sonho concretizado...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois pus-me a procurar mais e fui ter a &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_BMi9bOEgA"&gt;este outro vídeo&lt;/a&gt;... que voz para quem está no mundo há tão pouco tempo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* ou "Nostalgia" outra vez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2300528701615572227?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2300528701615572227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2300528701615572227' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2300528701615572227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2300528701615572227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-na-garganta.html' title='Nó na garganta *'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2596724393583632866</id><published>2009-04-17T11:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T14:48:09.151+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nostalgia...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SeiDv5XHxoI/AAAAAAAABds/_EZGyR-3VCQ/s1600-h/3.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 194px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SeiDv5XHxoI/AAAAAAAABds/_EZGyR-3VCQ/s200/3.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325651418240501378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Faz hoje precisamente&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;três mesinhos que aterrei em Madrid...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Três meses de aprendizagem, conhecimento, vivências em conjunto, vivências solitárias, desenrascanço, partilhas, visitas, turismo, só passeio, compras, festas, jantares, copas, saudades, nostalgia, abraços, amizades, alegrias, chatices, teimosias, sorrisos, cumplicidades...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Três meses de tantas outras coisas que nao me lembro de palavras para descrever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Três meses já passaram!&lt;br /&gt;Venham os próximos três...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ou mais alguns?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2596724393583632866?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2596724393583632866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2596724393583632866' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2596724393583632866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2596724393583632866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/nostalgia.html' title='Nostalgia...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SeiDv5XHxoI/AAAAAAAABds/_EZGyR-3VCQ/s72-c/3.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3326242836169648058</id><published>2009-04-15T23:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T23:41:45.792+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Se é cedo ou tarde é relativo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não me lembro da última vez que me deitei tão cedo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;São 00:31 h, e estou agora a entrar na cama...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mesmo quando estou em casa (leia-se: quando não há programa fora de casa!) nunca me consigo deitar muito cedo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas hoje nem liguei o msn para não me perder no tempo em conversas, nem há conversas de skype, nem roupa para arrumar, nem nada para tratar em casa ou no pc ou outra razão qualquer que me faz sempre deitar-me mais tarde do que eu programava!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Hoje vou-me deitar cedo (para mim isto é cedíssimo!), e que bem que me vai saber, que estou mesmo a precisar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3326242836169648058?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3326242836169648058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3326242836169648058' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3326242836169648058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3326242836169648058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/se-e-cedo-ou-tarde-e-relativo.html' title='Se é cedo ou tarde é relativo!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1416017205827938201</id><published>2009-04-15T12:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T15:25:42.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Random things...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_Muitos e muito bons abraços...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_Sala nova e casa renovada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_As sabanas novas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SeXBgYHl1ZI/AAAAAAAABdk/mPPZtCXLoVI/s1600-h/almofadas.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SeXBgYHl1ZI/AAAAAAAABdk/mPPZtCXLoVI/s320/almofadas.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324874896409744786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_A preparaçao, o treino, e a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.pillowfightday.com/"&gt;batalha almofadada&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!! Nós fomos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_A bela da francesinha para acalmar a gula!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_Os jantares com amigos que sabem sempre bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MeaM2S6xvoQ"&gt;"Eu dei-lhe o grito assim:-Naaaaaoo!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; com os olhos a revirar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_Cozinhar em conjunto, cozinhar sozinha, nao cozinhar, mas ter sempre coisas boas à mesa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O pouco mas muito bom tempo passado em casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O meu espaço, as minhas coisas, o meu lugar seguro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O ninho, os mimos no sofá, e os mimos em todo o lado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_A constipaçao que me estragou os planos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_25 pessoas à mesa de almoço na Páscoa, muita mais família ao lanche, muitos afilhados à procura dos padrinhos para a troca de prendas, muitos ovos kinder, muitos miúdos a quererem tocar no sino do compasso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_As pequenas tradiçoes que fazem estes dias de festa serem especiais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_As perguntas e comentários mais repetidos: "Estás a gostar do teu trabalho? O que vais fazer quando o estágio acabar?" e "Estás mesmo com ar de madrileña!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O aviao que saiu no dia anterior ao que eu queria...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;_O motorista do autocarro que nao sabia onde estava nem como ir para onde queria!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E muito mais que nao pode ser descrito!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1416017205827938201?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1416017205827938201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1416017205827938201' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1416017205827938201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1416017205827938201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/random-things.html' title='Random things...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3938529541203036898' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3938529541203036898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3938529541203036898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/news-soon.html' title='News soon...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7723433905941816825</id><published>2009-04-03T11:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-03T11:56:12.515+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoje acordei com um sorriso diferente...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... mais leve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já conto as horas para poder beber um café decente!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Entre outras coisas, claro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7723433905941816825?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7723433905941816825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7723433905941816825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7723433905941816825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7723433905941816825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/hoje-acordei-com-um-sorriso-diferente.html' title='Hoje acordei com um sorriso diferente...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4080375679116364021</id><published>2009-04-02T14:18:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T14:20:04.286+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai ai...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que nunca mais é amanha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Viernes sempre foi um dia bom, mas amanha vai ter um saborzinho especial...&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/1074564078109210584-4080375679116364021?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4080375679116364021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4080375679116364021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4080375679116364021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4080375679116364021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/04/ai-ai.html' title='Ai ai...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5394569039988140575</id><published>2009-04-01T13:58:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T16:22:37.572+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Com tanto que tenho para contar sobre os últimos fins de semana por cá, achei óptima a ideia do meu colega contacteante e amigo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://antoniofarinha.com/blog/"&gt;Farinha&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; e vou também invocar a regra do "a picture is worth a thousand words" para ilustrar o que tenho feito por cá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ora vamos lá por partes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No fim de semana de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;14 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; esteve cá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;o gordinho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN39touSDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/G55OyBthXZU/s1600-h/ivo.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 322px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN39touSDI/AAAAAAAABcQ/G55OyBthXZU/s400/ivo.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319727486960814130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muito passeio turístico, muitas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.cowparademadrid.com/"&gt;vacas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, muita conversa e carinho trocado, e muito bom tempo para acompanhar isso tudo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No fim de semana de &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;21 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (e mais alguns dias!) esteve cá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;o meu menino&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN5b9XyhJI/AAAAAAAABcY/RLt9J1iDZp4/s1600-h/bonguinha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 372px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN5b9XyhJI/AAAAAAAABcY/RLt9J1iDZp4/s400/bonguinha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319729106092459154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Saídas, passeios e exposiçoes, muito mimo e muitos abraços, muitos olhares e muita conversa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E mais uma vez, muito bom tempo para acompanhar tudo isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E neste último fim de semana do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;28 de Março&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; esteve cá &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;a outra princesa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (lá da terra dela!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN78en4jDI/AAAAAAAABcg/sqTrsUxfde8/s1600-h/carlinha.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN78en4jDI/AAAAAAAABcg/sqTrsUxfde8/s400/carlinha.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319731863797402674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mais passeios turísticos, muitos risos e brincadeiras, e conversas deitadas na cama como quando eramos catraias!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só que desta vez, com um mau tempo como já nao se via desde o início de Fevereiro!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Entret&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;anto este fim de semana também cá esteve a minha &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;priminha Mafalda e o seu Paulo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; (que claramente tem um problema com os flashes da máquina fotográfica!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN-XAbLo_I/AAAAAAAABc4/ZF0VUSsflVk/s1600-h/mafalda.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SdN-XAbLo_I/AAAAAAAABc4/ZF0VUSsflVk/s320/mafalda.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5319734518570787826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É óptimo receber visitas quando se está fora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É óptimo ter estes mimos, sentarmo-nos à mesa com os nossos e conversar sem olhar para o relógio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cheguei ao fim deste mês de visitas de rastos (também por culpa minha por nao aproveitar a semana para descansar tudo o que devia...)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas tudo valeu a pena!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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Madrid!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A próxima visita que vier entretanto vai receber um mapa com as marcaçoes de tudo o que há para visitar, e vai à sua vidinha enquanto eu vou à minha, porque cansada de ver tantas vezes os pontos turísticos de Madrid já eu ando!!&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/1074564078109210584-8846532089144593771?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8846532089144593771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8846532089144593771' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eis que me chega cá mais uma visita!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mais um fim de semana de festa, e de muito passeio, e de pôr muita conversa em dia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que bom que vai ser!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Descansar fica para outra altura,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;que agora nao tenho tempo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6294488604041258550?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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mostrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-se por aí que finalmente comecei a ter algum trabalho para fazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sim, também se diz por aí que já passaram dois meses e que só agora comecei a trabalhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-se por aí que já passaram dois meses...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que passaram a correr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-se por aí que nao tenho tido muito tempo livre (o que nao é necessariamente mau, mas que às vezes também faz falta, nomeadamente para actualizar o blog!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-se que sinto que estou a começar a criar hábitos nesta cidade...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas também se diz que estou a precisar de ir a casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que vai ser já daqui a dias!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que já tenho muita coisa para fazer e muitas outras a programar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que me vai saber tao bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-se por aí muita coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7085965732143168310?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7085965732143168310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... e agora vou só ali buscar a minha visita e ter um fim de semana romântico!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No fim de semana passado tive uma outra visita, e o post sobre isso ainda está para vir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas agora não, fica para depois...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6512270496267581231?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ScI_Eoes93I/AAAAAAAABcE/6lFY6RMAKks/s72-c/quadro+%281%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6435837676358962286</id><published>2009-03-19T12:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2009-03-19T12:42:28.902Z</updated><title type='text'>Hoje é feriado aqui!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ScI9hb35KuI/AAAAAAAABb0/3O3KjMujE7A/s1600-h/CIMG0352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/ScI9hb35KuI/AAAAAAAABb0/3O3KjMujE7A/s320/CIMG0352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5314878154877774562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold; color: rgb(102, 51, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Feliz dia papá!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6435837676358962286?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6435837676358962286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6435837676358962286' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6435837676358962286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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coffee...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já quando estava na Holanda era a mesma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Café bom nem vê-lo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqui bem podemos pedir um café solo, ou corto, ou seja o que for, que nunca é igual ao nosso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E quando é minimanente parecido, custa pelo menos 3€!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas nao é a mesma coisa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sb5_YHUEjCI/AAAAAAAABbs/dz8xkbkglFM/s1600-h/coffee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sb5_YHUEjCI/AAAAAAAABbs/dz8xkbkglFM/s200/coffee.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313824662600584226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nunca vem com aquela espuminha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;nem é tao saboroso e espesso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas hoje matei o gostinho e tomei um nespresso (há uns sortudos que têm disso no escritório, e um deles trouxe-me um para o lanche!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Que bem que me soube...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Só me faltava tomá-lo às colheradas para fazer render mais!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4485514357593237414?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4485514357593237414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4485514357593237414' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4485514357593237414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4485514357593237414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/i-need-good-coffee.html' title='I need a good coffee...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sb5_YHUEjCI/AAAAAAAABbs/dz8xkbkglFM/s72-c/coffee.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4790255583698569909</id><published>2009-03-13T10:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T12:12:29.903Z</updated><title type='text'>Mimos...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ontem tive tempo para mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ao contrário de muitas outras pessoas, eu gosto de passar tempo comigo, dar as minhas voltas, fazer as minhas coisas... sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Às vezes sabe-me tao bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ontem saí do trabalho mais cedo, e fui dar uma volta perto de casa, ver umas lojinhas, fazer umas comprinhas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pegar na roupa toda que quero, experimentar as vezes que me apetece, voltar atrás porque fiquei indecisa com alguma coisa, sao tudo coisas que nao gosto de fazer quando estou com alguém, porque me chateia deixar as pessoas à minha espera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por isso ontem fiz isso tudo, demorei o tempo que quis, e cheguei a casa com algumas coisinhas novas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois chegar a casa, ter a casa toda para mim, acender umas velas, pôr uma musiquinha potente, ir tomar um grande banho relaxada, por os meus cremes e cuidar de mim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mimei-me, estava a precisar do meu tempo que me sabe tao bem de vez em quando nesta cidade onde nao tenho tido muito tempo para parar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois disso aproveitei que tinha finalmente algum tempo em casa e aventurei-me a passar roupa a ferro!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2007/11/melhor-quando-temos-quem-faa-isso-por_30.html#comments"&gt;À um ano&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; isso nao era tarefa que entrasse nas minhas rotinas, mas se dantes a desculpa era nao ter ferro de engomar, agora essa desculpa já nao é válida, até porque lá em casa há 3 ferros (se bem que algum deles deve estar estragado, mas ainda nao me atrevi a experimenta-los, fiquei-me só pelo que funciona!!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E agora a roupa para passar a ferro já se ia acumulando à algumas semanas e a roupa para vestir já se ia esgotando no armário... Por isso decidi-me que de ontem nao passava (apesar de andar a dizer o mesmo à pelo menos uma semana!), e nao passou mesmo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Esta parte nao foi bem de mimo, mas também faz parte de cuidar de mim!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E no final da noite uma skypada antes de dormir...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mimos que sabem sempre bem,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;e ainda melhor quando se está fora e longe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;das coisas/pessoas que nos pertencem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4790255583698569909?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4790255583698569909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4790255583698569909' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4790255583698569909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4790255583698569909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/mimos.html' title='Mimos...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1832523022586876815</id><published>2009-03-12T11:39:00.007Z</published><updated>2009-03-13T10:24:27.956Z</updated><title type='text'>Como se dirá amo-te na Finlândia?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sbj9heNnL5I/AAAAAAAABbk/Vu5TCs8qj2Q/s1600-h/heart2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sbj9heNnL5I/AAAAAAAABbk/Vu5TCs8qj2Q/s200/heart2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5312274511971168146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://esperobemquenao.blogspot.com/2009/03/meu-amor-escrevo-te-como-te-havia.html"&gt;Gostei disto...&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E nao, nao é que precise de saber dizer isso em finlandês,&lt;br /&gt;mas soube-me tao bem ler isto pela manha que nao resisti em partilhar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1832523022586876815?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1832523022586876815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1832523022586876815' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1832523022586876815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1832523022586876815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/como-se-dira-amo-te-na-finlandia.html' title='Como se dirá amo-te na Finlândia?'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sbj9heNnL5I/AAAAAAAABbk/Vu5TCs8qj2Q/s72-c/heart2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6584895903415679618</id><published>2009-03-11T12:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-11T16:19:29.757Z</updated><title type='text'>O 69!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dos melhores sítios que já encontramos para sair à noite aqui em Madrid!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sempre com animaçao e personagens vestidas a rigor, divertido e do agrado de muitos (quando somos muitos o problema é ir para um sítio que agrade a todos!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbevXxs_NdI/AAAAAAAABbU/XL107YEYE3U/s1600-h/69petalas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 283px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbevXxs_NdI/AAAAAAAABbU/XL107YEYE3U/s400/69petalas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5311907108520670674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fim de semana passado conhecemos muitas das personagens!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial; text-align: right;"&gt;Noites sempre boas lá, até agora!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6584895903415679618?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6584895903415679618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6584895903415679618' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6584895903415679618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6584895903415679618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/o-69.html' title='O 69!!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbevXxs_NdI/AAAAAAAABbU/XL107YEYE3U/s72-c/69petalas.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2486330280936613831</id><published>2009-03-06T11:19:00.011Z</published><updated>2009-03-06T12:18:33.026Z</updated><title type='text'>Rapidinho, e só para mostrar algumas fotos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O que me desagrada em deixar passar tanto tempo para fazer as actualizaçoes é que depois nao dá tanta piada escrever sobre as coisas que já se passaram à tanto tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas o que se passou nos últimos tempos foi basicamente isto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span&gt;Fim de semana do Carnaval&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Antes de mais, fiz uma coisa que nunca pensei, pelo menos tao cedo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sa_hfRYKT8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Pwx1vmD3nSo/s1600-h/CIMG0019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sa_hfRYKT8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Pwx1vmD3nSo/s200/CIMG0019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5309710413050040258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.cyii.es/cyii.es/archivos/es/sociedad/folleto_starwars.pdf"&gt;esta&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; exposiçao...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sem um guia pessoal aquilo nao me dizia nada, mas lá fui tendo umas explicaçoes e tudo fez mais sentido... se bem que ainda tenho muito que aprender sobre o assunto!!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbESXHUDBlI/AAAAAAAABbM/OlkDDgMkIhg/s1600-h/CIMG0076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbESXHUDBlI/AAAAAAAABbM/OlkDDgMkIhg/s200/CIMG0076.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310045623955949138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta&lt;/span&gt; à noite foi a inauguraçao da BatCasa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;da qual nao tenho muitas fotos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;por isso aqui fica uma em representaçao da festa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sábado&lt;/span&gt; houve uma graaaaande noitada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Nao sei se foi do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.grupo-kapital.com/kapital/"&gt;sítio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, das &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/daqui-nada.html"&gt;companhias&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, ou se foi a conjugaçao disso tudo com vontade de muita diversao, mas o que é certo é que a noite foi muito boa, um bocado cansativa, mas muito, muito divertida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E como a disco tinha 7 pisos, eis se nao quando nos lembramos de tirar uma foto em cada um deles (pronto, mais que uma, claro, mas pelo menos uma boa foto por piso!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEJJkss-sI/AAAAAAAABaU/kGz5RtLiEQg/s1600-h/kapital.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 347px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEJJkss-sI/AAAAAAAABaU/kGz5RtLiEQg/s400/kapital.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310035495721171650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;As fotos estao por ordem descendente,&lt;br /&gt;do 7º ao 1º piso,&lt;br /&gt;sendo que no 2º falhou a bateria da máquina&lt;br /&gt;(se calhar foi por uso excessivo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;E a foto da noite é, sem dúvida, a do 6º...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEI-j1JkgI/AAAAAAAABaM/AARM9PfNsz4/s1600-h/retiro.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 154px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEI-j1JkgI/AAAAAAAABaM/AARM9PfNsz4/s320/retiro.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310035306509603330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo&lt;/span&gt; foi dia de descanso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;pelo parque do Retiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo&lt;/span&gt; foi também dia de visita relâmpago ao Museu do Prado (sim, fui lá duas vezes no espaço de uma semana!!), mas antes disso ainda houve tempo para um certo docinho...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEKAQsUIoI/AAAAAAAABac/8f7PEqu2P2c/s1600-h/CIMG0327.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEKAQsUIoI/AAAAAAAABac/8f7PEqu2P2c/s200/CIMG0327.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310036435243639426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi sem dúvida um fim de semana de diversao, mimo, conversas, passeios e gargalhadas, tudo em doses industriais!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fim de semana passado&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E pronto, mais uma semana se passou e eis que voltou a haver outro fim de semana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E havendo mais um fim de semana, voltam as festas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta feira&lt;/span&gt; a de inauguraçao de uma mega casa, e &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sábado&lt;/span&gt; a de um aniversário de um "C"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEMvj14eII/AAAAAAAABa0/0jS3ojQMSHE/s1600-h/CIMG0088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEMvj14eII/AAAAAAAABa0/0jS3ojQMSHE/s200/CIMG0088.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310039446861150338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEM-txEscI/AAAAAAAABa8/B5xgb0hZQkg/s1600-h/CIMG0148.JPG"&gt;       _       &lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEM-txEscI/AAAAAAAABa8/B5xgb0hZQkg/s200/CIMG0148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310039707223372226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Fotos da casa e do aniversariante nem tenho,&lt;br /&gt;mas para marcar presença&lt;br /&gt;fica uma foto em cada uma das noites&lt;br /&gt;com duas das minhas meninas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;No &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo&lt;/span&gt; é que foi um dia um bocadinho mais triste...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A nossa pequenina foi-se embora, mas há-de voltar nem que seja para nos visitar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEN_we4xBI/AAAAAAAABbE/FCX-JGJM4UM/s1600-h/CIMG0049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SbEN_we4xBI/AAAAAAAABbE/FCX-JGJM4UM/s200/CIMG0049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310040824643896338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E pronto, assim se passaram as últimas festarolas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A ver se me mantenho mais em cima do acontecimento quanto a actualizaçoes, para nao falharem tantos pormenores e conversas cruzadas pelo meio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E sim, estao para breve também posts (e fotos) que nao falem só de festas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2486330280936613831?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2486330280936613831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2486330280936613831' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2486330280936613831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2486330280936613831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/rapidinho-e-so-para-mostrar-algumas.html' title='Rapidinho, e só para mostrar algumas fotos!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Sa_hfRYKT8I/AAAAAAAABZ8/Pwx1vmD3nSo/s72-c/CIMG0019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3493831407565837916</id><published>2009-03-04T00:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-04T00:35:43.151Z</updated><title type='text'>É só para avisar...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;... que fui ao ginásio e estou inteira!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Amanhã logo se verá se o meu corpo reclama, mas para já tudo bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Claro que o banho turco no final também ajudou a relaxar, e muito!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não é que tenha tido problemas até aqui, mas acho que hoje até vou dormir melhor...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3493831407565837916?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3493831407565837916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3493831407565837916' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3493831407565837916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3493831407565837916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/e-so-para-avisar.html' title='É só para avisar...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1842563052236420659</id><published>2009-03-03T16:19:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-03T16:32:50.899Z</updated><title type='text'>Espera-se que nao...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...mas hoje de manha senti-me a chocar alguma coisa, acordei cheia de dores de garganta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Agora estou melhor, mas acho que mesmo assim hoje vou suar um bocadinho para o ginásio a ver descarrego as más energias e expulso as doenças para bem longe, porque nao tenho tempo para ficar parada!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estou é a ver que amanha em vez de doente&lt;br /&gt;estou é toda partida!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas do mal o menos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1842563052236420659?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1842563052236420659/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1842563052236420659' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1842563052236420659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1842563052236420659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/espera-se-que-nao.html' title='Espera-se que nao...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3452270383386850354</id><published>2009-03-02T11:27:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:54:46.118Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei que começo a ter alguns posts em atraso, mas tinha de dizer isto:</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Inscrevi-me num ginásio!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Espantem-se os mais incrédulos, eu sei o quao estranho isto pode parecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Mas decidi-me a isso, e como já paguei a totalidade até ao fim do estágio, parece-me que nao tenho outro remédio senao ir mesmo e levar a coisa um bocadinho a sério!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(e o resto das actualizaçoes já nao tarda, prometo...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3452270383386850354?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3452270383386850354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3452270383386850354' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3452270383386850354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3452270383386850354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/03/eu-sei-que-comeco-ter-alguns-posts-em.html' title='Eu sei que começo a ter alguns posts em atraso, mas tinha de dizer isto:'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7875162184675656697</id><published>2009-02-25T14:26:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-03-02T16:55:08.839Z</updated><title type='text'>Eu sei que tenho um post em atraso, mas tinha de perguntar isto:</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só eu é que nao joguei ao "bate pé" e ao "coninha" quando era criança?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É que já me disseram que devo ter tido uma infância mesmo infeliz por nao ter jogado a isso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7875162184675656697?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7875162184675656697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7875162184675656697' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7875162184675656697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7875162184675656697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/eu-sei-que-tenho-um-post-em-atraso-mas.html' title='Eu sei que tenho um post em atraso, mas tinha de perguntar isto:'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2541715187467118814</id><published>2009-02-24T16:14:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-24T16:19:30.072Z</updated><title type='text'>Calma!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A mega semana (com o mega fim de semana pelo meio!) acabou de acabar, por isso parece-me que tenho muito para contar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E desta vez vem tudo ilustrado com fotos!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É mesmo de esperar para ver!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas com calminha, que antes ainda tenho muita coisa pendente para fazer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a frase da semana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ai, que me quedo muerta!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2541715187467118814?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2541715187467118814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2541715187467118814' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2541715187467118814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2541715187467118814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/calma.html' title='Calma!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-1314903723796117844</id><published>2009-02-18T16:03:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T16:17:41.669Z</updated><title type='text'>Daqui a nada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;...provavelmente ausência durante uns dias outra vez!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwyO29mw-I/AAAAAAAABZU/v1uzvXVZEWg/s1600-h/nX8TIE250700-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwyO29mw-I/AAAAAAAABZU/v1uzvXVZEWg/s320/nX8TIE250700-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304169691989066722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Primeiro porque o meu "wannabe prince" já cá está de visita, portanto nao prometo ter muito tempo disponível para passar ao computador durante a próxima semana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwzWrz9FCI/AAAAAAAABZc/cG53PrHUDuc/s1600-h/fU6VI3964010-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwzWrz9FCI/AAAAAAAABZc/cG53PrHUDuc/s320/fU6VI3964010-02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304170925946377250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E depois porque esta maltinha se vai juntar outra vez (menos o menino dos óculos pretos!), portanto avizinham-se dias preenchidíssimos (e divertidíssimos, sem sombra de dúvida!)!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ah, mas já vou ter a minha máquina,&lt;br /&gt;portanto os próximos posts serao de certeza dignos de visita!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1314903723796117844?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1314903723796117844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1314903723796117844' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1314903723796117844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1314903723796117844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/daqui-nada.html' title='Daqui a nada...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwyO29mw-I/AAAAAAAABZU/v1uzvXVZEWg/s72-c/nX8TIE250700-02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4911905883386025611</id><published>2009-02-18T15:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:37:18.208Z</updated><title type='text'>E por falar em tempo que tem asas...</title><content type='html'>Fez ontem um mês que cheguei a Madrid...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já só faltam cinco meses, e a correr a este ritmo vao parecer 5 semanas...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4911905883386025611?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4911905883386025611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4911905883386025611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4911905883386025611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4911905883386025611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-por-falar-em-tempo-que-tem-asas.html' title='E por falar em tempo que tem asas...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8936932876085251132</id><published>2009-02-18T14:16:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:24:27.489Z</updated><title type='text'>O tempo que tem asas...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwfMWUNYfI/AAAAAAAABZE/bBNisk-ppVY/s1600-h/relogios.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwfMWUNYfI/AAAAAAAABZE/bBNisk-ppVY/s320/relogios.bmp" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304148758144836082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tanta coisa para fazer e sem tempo para nada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É incrível como o tempo passa a correr nesta cidade, às vezes penso que estou num fuso horário completamente diferente do resto do mundo, ou que o meu dia tem menos horas que o das pessoas normais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Também nao ajuda trabalhar a uma hora de viagem de casa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sao duas horas por dia em que o tempo voa à minha frente e eu nem lhe vejo o rasto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E isto quando nao vemos o comboio a ir embora mesmo à nossa frente e temos de esperar mais vinte minutos pelo próximo... só em esperas e transportes se vai um bom pedaço do dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Às vezes ainda vou a ler qualquer coisa, ou a conversar (porque ainda somos alguns a fazer o mesmo percurso!)... mas é tempo em que no fim se olha para o relógio e se diz: "Já sao estas horas e eu nao dei por nada..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É tempo em que se sente que que houve ali um espaço temporal que evaporou!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estou sempre a dizer que aqui nao tenho tempo para nada, e apesar de a muita gente custar a acreditar é bem verdade!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O tempo aqui tem asas, e o facto de querer aproveitar muito bem tudo o que há para ver/fazer/conhecer também nao ajuda, faz com que tenha de andar sempre a correr!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E chegar ao fim de um dia da semana normal, serem umas  2h da manha e eu ainda acordada e a pensar: "Como raio é que já é tao tarde e eu nao fiz tudo o que queria ter feito hoje?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quando o tempo demora muito a passar em algum lado e estamos sempre a olhar para o relógio e as horas nao passam é porque estamos aborrecidos, chateados, ou numa monotonia tremenda!&lt;br /&gt;Posto isso nesses termos tudo leva a crer que estou tudo menos aborrecida, chateada, ou numa monotonia tremenda (antes pelo contrário!!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8936932876085251132?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8936932876085251132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8936932876085251132' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8936932876085251132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8936932876085251132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/o-tempo-que-tem-asas.html' title='O tempo que tem asas...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZwfMWUNYfI/AAAAAAAABZE/bBNisk-ppVY/s72-c/relogios.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-119889904592504722</id><published>2009-02-18T11:33:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-02-18T14:16:19.862Z</updated><title type='text'>Fim de semana que já lá vai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O fim de semana foi de festa, como já se vai tornando hábito, mas desta vez os dias também foram muito bem aproveitados...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Domingo amanheceu muito solarengo, e o dia foi de passeio no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buen_Retiro"&gt;Jardim do Retiro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O tempo estava espectacular, com o solinho de Inverno a espreitar bem forte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A relva à volta do lago estava cheia de gente, muitos grupos deitados em mantas a conversar, fazer jogos, ou só a aproveitar o sol...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O ambiente estava muito bom, muita malta nova e muitos grupos a tocar djambés, a fazer malabarismo, a vender bijuteria (perdi-me por um anel!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ainda levei o meu livro comigo, mas com as caminhadas e as conversas nem consegui abri-lo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E se o parque estava cheio de gente com este tempo, estou para ver no verao, tudo a lutar por um lugarzinho ao sol!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas o passeio nao se ficou por aí, que ao fim da tarde era tempo de visita cultural!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Aproveitar o horário de entrada grátis no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="museudelprado.es"&gt;Museu do Prado&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; para ver a exposiçao permanente (também há-de chegar a altura de ir ver as temporárias), e inundar-me de quadros e esculturas... de um estilo que nao é bem o que me agrada! Quer dizer, nao é bem nem é nada, que aqueles quadros nao os queria nem dados, que nem para ocupar espaço servem! Se bem que &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://mediastudiesendicott.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/velazquez-las-meninas.jpg"&gt;este&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; ainda ficava bem assim por cima da lareira, mas só porque é famoso!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muito bom o passeio,&lt;br /&gt;a partir de agora os meus Domingos&lt;br /&gt;vao começar a ter um sabor diferente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-119889904592504722?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/119889904592504722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=119889904592504722' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/119889904592504722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/119889904592504722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/fim-de-semana-que-ja-la-vai.html' title='Fim de semana que já lá vai!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-914460402300945751</id><published>2009-02-10T23:33:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-11T00:18:39.640Z</updated><title type='text'>Yoigo duma figa!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tenho um telemóvel espanhol da Yoigo (passe a publicidade!), uma rede equivalente à Yorn para a Vodafone, e até aqui tudo bem, até porque quase que me pagavam para comprar um telemóvel rasca!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Diz-me a menina da loja: "Deseja comprar o cartão que custa xis € (sendo xis um valor mesmo baixo!) ou este telemóvel com o cartão já incluido que custa xis menos um € (sendo como se percebe xis menos um um valor ainda mais baixo, o que chega a ser ridículo!)?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E ainda esperou que eu pensasse na resposta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O telemóvel não vale mesmo nadinha, mas dá sempre jeito na terra onde reinam os assaltos a carteiras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Até aqui tudo bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O problema desta rede são mesmo os carregamentos!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só ao fim de três dias e quase 10 estabelecimentos diferentes percorridos é que o consegui carregar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só não o atirei contra a parede depois de andar às voltas e não o conseguir carregar em lado nenhum porque quase que me foi dado, e com as coisas dadas tem-se mais carinho!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-914460402300945751?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/914460402300945751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=914460402300945751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/914460402300945751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/914460402300945751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/yoigo-duma-figa.html' title='Yoigo duma figa!!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2135552293760427789</id><published>2009-02-09T15:24:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:41:07.741Z</updated><title type='text'>Enigma...</title><content type='html'>Tudo a ir buscar um papel e uma caneta...&lt;br /&gt;Vão lá, que eu espero!!&lt;br /&gt;Tudo pronto?&lt;br /&gt;Então vamos lá...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos imaginar uma célula (podia ser outra coisa qualquer, mas &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZBN0oOHo5I/AAAAAAAABY8/fp3sylGEPTE/s1600-h/mitosis.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 114px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZBN0oOHo5I/AAAAAAAABY8/fp3sylGEPTE/s200/mitosis.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300822327960249234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;no caso em questão era uma célula!)...&lt;br /&gt;E agora vamos imaginar que essa célula se divide em duas a cada 5minutos...&lt;br /&gt;E agora respondam-me lá quantas células teremos ao fim de meia hora!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eu fiz as minhas contas e disse um valor, pelo que me disseram que estava errado!&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a refazer as minhas contas com a confirmação de quem estava comigo, e todos concordaram...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas normalmente o Trivial Persuit é que manda e sabe tudo, por isso fico na dúvida...&lt;br /&gt;Vá, tudo a fazer as continhas, esquemas e mais o que precisarem, e digam números para eu comparar!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2135552293760427789?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2135552293760427789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2135552293760427789' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2135552293760427789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2135552293760427789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/enigma.html' title='Enigma...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SZBN0oOHo5I/AAAAAAAABY8/fp3sylGEPTE/s72-c/mitosis.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3156421272609863128</id><published>2009-02-09T10:13:00.005Z</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:24:47.318Z</updated><title type='text'>Previsões furadas outra vez!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A previsão para ontem era uma ida a um barzinho com Super Bock (ai, que a cerveja tuga sabe tão melhor quando se está fora!) e ver a bola, que o jogo era importante, e, apesar de eu nem gostar de futebol, alinhei em ir comer alguma coisa com pessoal e ir beber uma bejeca tuga para ficar com o gostinho na boca!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas uma vez mais, as previsões sairam furadas, e quando chegamos ao barzinho a bola já estava a acabar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E tudo aconteceu por acaso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não, não me aconteceu a mim nem a nenhuma das meninas lá de casa, mas eu presenciei uma cena dessas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por favor quando sairem de casa tenham cuidado e confirmem se não ficou chave nenhuma do lado de dentro da porta, senão além de não conseguirem entrar em casa, é preciso perder tempo e (muito!! mesmo muito...) dinheiro para chamar alguém que lá vá feito Macgyver resolver o assunto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Coisa simples de fazer, essa de arrombar portas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Difícil mesmo foi ver a menina a desembolsar o pagamento no fim...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3156421272609863128?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3156421272609863128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3156421272609863128' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3156421272609863128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3156421272609863128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/previsoes-furadas-outra-vez.html' title='Previsões furadas outra vez!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3199284798377774301</id><published>2009-02-08T17:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-08T17:50:59.056Z</updated><title type='text'>Previsões!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As previsões para o fim de semana eram de muita neve e muita festa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas as previsões nem sempre estão correctas, e estas sairam furadas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Neve nem vê-la, e festa não foi assim tanta como a que se esperava!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O tempo esteve um gelo sim, e até estava a ameaçar, assim como quem diz "Agasalha-te bem se fores sair à rua, porque eu posso começar a deixar cair uns floquinhos brancos em qualquer altura!".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas não, não houve neve nenhuma que se fizesse notar, não passaram de ameaças...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a festança...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Na Sexta foi muito bom, a noite levou-nos para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.elsolmad.com/portada/home.php"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; e foi o máximo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No Sábado é que a noite foi mais curta, que quando o cansaço aperta não se pode puxar muito por ele!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E hoje de manhã aproveitei que acordei cedo (o que ao Domingo é complicado, mas este pelos visto foi a excepção das excepções!!) e fui finalmente passear para a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/El_Rastro_de_Madrid"&gt;Feira do Rastro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, uma espécie de Feira da Ladra onde há de tudo o que se possa imaginar e mais alguma coisa para além disso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Agora vou só ali preparar-me para ir ver a bola (eu, que adoro futebol, lembram-se?!) com o pessoal, porque todas as desculpas são boas desculpas para dois dedos de conversa e convívio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3199284798377774301?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3199284798377774301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3199284798377774301' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3199284798377774301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3199284798377774301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/previsoes.html' title='Previsões!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4756116080817663657</id><published>2009-02-06T14:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:56:58.750Z</updated><title type='text'>Os "Cês"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ora então passo a explicar para os que ainda não sabem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os "Cês" são as gerações do programa InovContacto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E como a minha é já a décima terceira edição de contacteantes que a AICEP manda para fora de Portugal, então nós somos os denominados C13!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Antes de me ter inscrito no programa nunca tinha prestado muita atenção, mas a partir do momento em que comecei a falar disso fui-me apercebendo que há "Cês" em todo o lado, e que toda a gente conhece um "Cê" ou conhece alguém que conhece outro "Cê"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os C13 são mais que as mães, eramos perto de 400 no campus, enquanto as edições anteriores costumavam ter "só" 200 pessoas ansiosinhas por sair de Portugal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por Madrid também somos um batalhão (contagens oficiais apontam para cerca de 47!), portanto como se compreende há muitas caras novas e nomes para decorar de uma só vez!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E o mais engraçado é que cada vez que aparece uma cara nova no grupo, a tendência é para perguntar: "És "C13?", mesmo que essa pessoa só esteja ali por acaso!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A nata da nata em Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ainda vai dar muito que falar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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&quot;Cês&quot;'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6095322793920227704</id><published>2009-02-06T13:33:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-06T14:02:14.988Z</updated><title type='text'>Não foi fácil!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não foi nada fácil, confesso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Principalmente porque a aulinha de dança começou com uma sessão de alongamentos (leia-se relaxamento!), por isso depois de estar tão molinha não foi fácil retomar o ritmo! Aliás, para mim a sessão de relaxamento chegava-me, mas pelos vistos não estavamos ali só por aquilo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SYxChPQhSlI/AAAAAAAABY0/V9OC1dARoxs/s1600-h/dan%C3%A7a+do+ventre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SYxChPQhSlI/AAAAAAAABY0/V9OC1dARoxs/s200/dan%C3%A7a+do+ventre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5299684000307169874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eis que chega a altura dos abananços,&lt;br /&gt;com direito aos belos dos lencinhos que fazem barulho!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abana para um lado, abana para o outro, não é bem assim porque o resto do corpo não pode mexer, agora para trás sem ser como se fosse para outra coisa (leia-se kizomba!!), agora em oitos, agora com as mãos a acompanhar o ritmo (aí é que a coisa complicou!!), agora visualizem uma caneta e rodem em torno dela!!! (Acabei de ler o que escrevi e apercebi-me de que este parágrafo soa um bocado estranho!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas foi mais coisa menos coisa isto que se passou, entre muitos risos e gargalhadas, e com o Samuel no quarto ao lado a ouvir coisas estranhas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Aulinhas a repetir,&lt;br /&gt;que quero sair daqui uma mestra&lt;br /&gt;nisto de abanar ancas!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6095322793920227704?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6095322793920227704/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6095322793920227704' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6095322793920227704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6095322793920227704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/nao-foi-facil.html' title='Não foi fácil!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SYxChPQhSlI/AAAAAAAABY0/V9OC1dARoxs/s72-c/dan%C3%A7a+do+ventre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6938395240630514501</id><published>2009-02-03T16:52:00.003Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T17:15:10.485Z</updated><title type='text'>E daqui a nada...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;...a primeira aulinha de danças orientais (ainda nao percebi se é o mesmo que danças do ventre com um nome mais pomposo, ou se estou enganada e nao tem nada a ver!)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vou só ali abanar um bocadinho a anca e depois conto como correu!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6938395240630514501?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6938395240630514501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6938395240630514501' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6938395240630514501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6938395240630514501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/e-daqui-nada.html' title='E daqui a nada...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5026808437470166216</id><published>2009-02-03T12:08:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-02-03T15:27:36.496Z</updated><title type='text'>Actualizaçao em forma de despachanço!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E assim muito (mesmo muito) resumidamente para não massacrar muito...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ora então vamos lá começar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já vim para cá no dia 17. A &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;viagem&lt;/span&gt; correu bem e rápido, e as "Inóvias" naquele vôo (eram só meninas contacteantes!) reconheciam-se à distância, talvez pelo nervosismo de todas viajarmos sozinhas e estarmos a caminho de uma vida nova!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E sem querer fazer inveja aos que ainda não conseguiram, cheguei cá depois do almoço e ao fim da tarde já tinha encontrado &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;a casa&lt;/span&gt; onde estou agora (cortesia do meu anjinho da guarda que não pára de me tentar ajudar! Eu já lhe disse que me desenrascava sozinha, mas ele não me larga!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mudanças&lt;/span&gt; no Domingo para a casinha nova, e início das limpezas a fundo (e quando eu digo a fundo, é mesmo a fundo, mesmo até ao último grãozinho de pó nos confins de cada armário mesmo quando eu nao via graozinho nenhum mas !!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois da apresentação à minha nova equipa de t&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rabalho&lt;/span&gt; e depois de alguns passeios pelas &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;redondezas&lt;/span&gt; para poder fazer o reconhecimento completo da zona onde moro, eis que chega o primeiro fim de semana!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E isso quer dizer o quê?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FIESTA!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim mesmo, com as letras todas, que o que a princesa quer é travar &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;conhecimentos&lt;/span&gt; e divertir-se à grande (sim, sim, também estou cá para trabalhar, mas uma coisa de cada vez, e agora estou na fase da chegada!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Na sexta jantarada com os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C13&lt;/span&gt;, e saída para um bar duvidoso onde eu e a Joana tratamos de travar conhecimentos com os "local people"!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muitos pormenores nao os posso dar, porque cheguei à conclusao que os meus post vao ter de ser um pouco menos informativos que o costume, ou vai haver em Madrid gente a saber mais do que o que devia, e isso é que nao se quer!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sábado seguinte foi um &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;dia muito meu...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Com planos só para o jantar, e sem companhia para passar o dia, meti-me no metro e fui passear pela cidade (centro turístico) sozinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Indescritível, a sensaçao de chegar ao &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.patrimonionacional.es/preal/preal.htm"&gt;palácio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; ao fim da tarde, com o sol a pôr-se na linha do horizonte por trás do palácio, com o céu com umas cores lindíssimas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E a minha alma a abrir-se, a sorrir, e a dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Estou em Madrid!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Acho que foi a primeira vez que tive esta sensaçao desde que aqui cheguei, que finalmente estava em Madrid, que finalmente estava instalada (depois de tornarmos a casinha mais "habitável" e de tornar o meu quartinho mais meu!), e que finalmente ia começar uma vida nova num sítio diferente que me estava a acolher, num sítio que me seduz, num sítio que tem tanto para me mostrar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;À noite nesse dia jantarada com os &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;C12&lt;/span&gt;, de despedida do meu "supervisor" (por ele já se ter ido embora subi de cargo uma semana depois de ter chegado ao trabalho!! Agora respondo directamente ao chefe!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:78%;" &gt;Que medo!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E pronto, a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;semana seguinte&lt;/span&gt; correu normal, entre muitas horas no laboratório, jantar de aniversários múltiplos, e esperas ansiosas pelo fim de semana seguinte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E eis que chegamos ao &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;fim de semana&lt;/span&gt; que passou!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que houve no fim de semana que passou??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Visitas!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E perguntam vocês: "Estás aí à quinze dias e já tiveste visitas?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pois é, já sei que só cheguei à bem pouquinho, mas os papás sao o máximo e vieram cá ver se a princesa estava bem instalada, e trouxeram o carro cheio com coisas que me faltavam ou que nao me couberam na mala quando vim!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Posso até dizer que trouxeram bem mais do que o que eu tinha pedido!!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pronto, actualizaçoes feitas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(e isto está mesmo bem resumido,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;nao se queixem que escrevi muito!!),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;agora já posso voltar aos meus post habituais!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para já ainda &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sem fotos&lt;/span&gt;, porque como disse ainda nao tenho uma maquina minha, e a mim só me dá gosto disparar a máquina sem parar quando ela é minha, nas dos outros nao tem tanta piada!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas esses dias estao a acabar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;me aguardem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5026808437470166216?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5026808437470166216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5026808437470166216' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5026808437470166216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5026808437470166216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/02/actualizacao-em-forma-de-despachanco.html' title='Actualizaçao em forma de despachanço!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4267132526807787041</id><published>2009-01-26T23:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-26T23:45:42.252Z</updated><title type='text'>Não consigo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Eu tento, eu juro que tento, mas não consigo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ou quase não tenho tempo para me sentar sossegadinha ao computador, ou quando tenho um restinho de tempo não consigo, não me deixam, ele é skypes e conferências telefónicas, ele é msn (na sua versão mais rasca - e-buddy!!), ele é leituras de notícias, sites ou blogs, ele é pesquisas de coisas giras...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E quando dou por ela o meu tempo de conseguir estar sossegadinha ao computador já acabou, e eu ainda não consegui actualizar o meu blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Que chatice, queria tanto, tenho tanta coisa para contar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Desde as maçanetas das portas que nesta terra são centradas, aos "Cês" e às saídas nocturnas, passando pelo magnífico (mas curto) passeio solitário pedonal que me encheu a alma, entre muitas outras coisas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não tenho conseguido mesmo, não é por mal!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas vou tentar brevemente, a sério!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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consigo!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6881440681173344840</id><published>2009-01-23T00:23:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-23T01:11:21.093Z</updated><title type='text'>Ainda não é desta...</title><content type='html'>Pensava eu que ia ter net durante a tarde, mas devido a um erro técnico (desde já um muito obrigada ao técnico de serviço pela paciência e disponibilidade!!) só a tive mais à noitinha, pelo que o tempo foi passado em actualizações e conversas e coisas que tal, por isso ainda não me consegui dedicar a vir aqui descansadinha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tenho muito que contar...&lt;br /&gt;Mas pouco que mostrar (ou nada, mesmo!)!&lt;br /&gt;Não tenho máquina fotográfica, e vir para um sítio novo sem máquina na mão para mim é um tormento!&lt;br /&gt;A ver se trato deste assunto também nos próximos tempos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6881440681173344840?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6881440681173344840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6881440681173344840' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6881440681173344840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6881440681173344840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/ainda-no-desta.html' title='Ainda não é desta...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4730354844016521201</id><published>2009-01-22T14:29:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-22T14:35:53.198Z</updated><title type='text'>Com calma...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois de começadas as instalaçoes por terras espanholas, só agora começo a ter tempo para me sentar um bocado e pensar em mim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Isto de nao se estar ligado à rede faz-me sentir um pouco mais distante de tudo e todos, mas nao tarda a estar tudo resolvido, porque &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;logo à noite já deverei ter internet em casa, portanto esperam-se as actualizaçoes a qualquer instante!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Até lá, continuaçao de leitura de documentos e artigos, que isto de se trabalhar em algo que nao se percebe muito é obra para dar algum trabalhinho!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4730354844016521201?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7211776091434956756</id><published>2009-01-15T00:24:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-15T00:26:20.139Z</updated><title type='text'>Mudança de planos!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Afinal vou no Sábado!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas desta vez já tenho o bilhete electrónico no email, portanto já não há mais mudanças!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Até lá, malta madrileña!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Até já, amiguinhos de cá...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7211776091434956756?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7211776091434956756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7211776091434956756' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7211776091434956756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7211776091434956756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/mudana-de-planos.html' title='Mudança de planos!!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2533284012398281571</id><published>2009-01-13T14:26:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-13T14:47:51.356Z</updated><title type='text'>Confirmação!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Na quarta feira passada ligaram-me a dizer que me iam marcar viagem para Madrid ou esta quarta ou quinta, mas que entretanto na sexta feira que me ligavam a confirmar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E sexta feira passou e confirmação nem vê-la!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O que mais chateia disto tudo é ter toda a gente a perguntar quando vou e eu ter de dizer:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Não sei bem, ou 4a ou 5a!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E toda a gente a ficar admirada por já estarmos em cima da data e eu não saber!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas pronto, era fim de semana não podia fazer grande coisa, só apontar para 4a para poder ter tudo pronto a tempo e aproveitar para as despedidas e coisas que tal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E segunda feira passou e eu sem saber de nada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É que uma coisa é não se saber bem em que dia se vai quando ainda falta algum tempo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas quando se está na eminência de ir já se torna um bocadinho mais importante!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E eis que (só) hoje o meu gestor me liga a dizer que me vai marcar a viagem para sexta feira!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Trocam-me as voltas todas assim sem mais nem menos, pelo que agora só me acredito quando me mandarem o bilhete electrónico para o email!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas pronto, até novas notícias, na 6a embarco para a nova aventura da minha vida!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2533284012398281571?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2533284012398281571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2533284012398281571' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2533284012398281571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2533284012398281571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/confirmao.html' title='Confirmação!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7939428720553789785</id><published>2009-01-08T01:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:37:59.662Z</updated><title type='text'>News!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;É já daqui a uma semana que vou para Madrid, e enquanto isso, parece que já estou a ver o tempo a correr mais depressa que eu!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Coisas para fazer, programas para concretizar, apartamento para procurar, contactos a efectuar, mala a organizar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dito assim até nem parece muito,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mas a minha cabeça anda a mil...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7939428720553789785?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7939428720553789785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7939428720553789785' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7939428720553789785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7939428720553789785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/news.html' title='News!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5359165763646241430</id><published>2009-01-08T00:49:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-08T01:31:06.279Z</updated><title type='text'>Fui apanhar a pica!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Só quando tenho de mostrar o boletim de vacinas em algum lado é que me lembro de ver se tenho as vacinas em dia (serei a única?!)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E como tive de o ir buscar é que vi que estava assim um bocadinho atrasada em matéria de vacinas...&lt;br /&gt;E então hoje toca a ir ao centro de saúde cá da zona tratar do assunto!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entre doentes de cara tapada para prevenir contaminações e outros doentes a reclamarem que os médicos nunca mais os chamavam, a espera é sempre penosa, a pensar que queremos sair dali o mais depressa possível antes de ficarmos doentes também!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWVWELl6kMI/AAAAAAAABX8/5UUK0Fc7S_M/s1600-h/seringa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWVWELl6kMI/AAAAAAAABX8/5UUK0Fc7S_M/s200/seringa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288727967247798466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas lá apanhei a "pica", e agora tenho o braço todo a doer...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A próxima? Só daqui a 10 anos, e claro que em Janeiro de 2019 não me vai passar um flash na cabeça e vou pensar "hummm, acho que tenho de tomar uma vacina hoje!", portanto o mais provável é que me esqueça até que um dia tenha de mostar o boletim de vacinas em qualquer lado!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5359165763646241430?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5359165763646241430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5359165763646241430' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5359165763646241430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5359165763646241430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/fui-apanhar-pica.html' title='Fui apanhar a pica!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWVWELl6kMI/AAAAAAAABX8/5UUK0Fc7S_M/s72-c/seringa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3481932621969137071</id><published>2009-01-04T22:22:00.004Z</published><updated>2009-01-05T01:55:49.656Z</updated><title type='text'>Aos velhos e aos novos anos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;As festividades da passagem do ano começaram bem cedo nesse dia...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Entretanto, muitas (e bem boas!) entradinhas, grande jantarada, e sobremesa bem docinha, tudo muito bem regado, no que é que resulta?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estômagos cheios e barrigas inchadas, como é óbvio! Pronto, resulta nisso e em gente preparadíssima para entrar em grande no novo ano que estava à porta...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Um grande parênteses&lt;br /&gt;a meio da conversa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não gosto de fazer retrospectivas do &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;ano que passou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Há sempre coisas boas que queremos que se repitam ou melhorem, e há sempre coisas más que queremos superar ou esquecer...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Há sempre desejos que ficaram por realizar e coisas que queremos voltar a fazer!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas o que passou já passou, e se não serviu para nos ensinar alguma coisa, então é porque nem sequer foi importante!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Também não gosto de fazer resoluções para o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: arial;"&gt;ano que vai entrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nunca sei o que me reserva o novo ano, e os desejos que eu tenho no início do ano podem não ser possíveis de realizar por qualquer motivo, e por isso não quero chegar ao fim do próximo ano a sentir-me culpada quando me apercebo que afinal as minhas resoluções sairam furadas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Portanto, nada de:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"A partir de agora não como chocolate"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Este ano vou fazer mais exercício físico"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Tenho de me dedicar mais à minha família"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;ou então&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;"Quero ganhar muito dinheiro"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Se tenho de aprender a ser pessoa melhor, não é só na passagem de ano que tenho de o decidir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Correcto?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;De volta onde estava...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A passagem de ano foi mais calma do que se estava à espera, mas nem por isso a animação esmoreceu!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWFkFn_dqtI/AAAAAAAABXY/Q2TjRwOS9YE/s1600-h/DSCN5651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWFkFn_dqtI/AAAAAAAABXY/Q2TjRwOS9YE/s320/DSCN5651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287617485306964690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Champanhe especial de reserva&lt;br /&gt;ao bater das badaladas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;muitos telefonemas,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;fitinhas e foguetes à varanda&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;candeeiros enfeitados,&lt;br /&gt;e muito, muito mais...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muitas conversas e algumas horas depois, saídinha para um tal bar da moda, e foi dançar até o sol raiar!! Pronto, não foi bem assim, foi mais dançar até os pés aguentarem, mas é quase igual!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O ano está mesmo a começar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Parece-me que este vai ser o ano de muitas novidades e surpresas, de muitas mudanças e decisões...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A ver vamos, que ainda o ano está acabadinho de chegar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E por isso, aos leitores deste blog real (!!) a princesa deseja um&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;FELIZ DOIS MIL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);font-size:180%;" &gt;INOV&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:85%;" &gt;(hehehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3481932621969137071?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3481932621969137071/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3481932621969137071' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3481932621969137071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3481932621969137071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2009/01/aos-velhos-e-aos-novos-anos.html' title='Aos velhos e aos novos anos!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SWFkFn_dqtI/AAAAAAAABXY/Q2TjRwOS9YE/s72-c/DSCN5651.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3264592380220255239</id><published>2008-12-30T15:52:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:54:35.494Z</updated><title type='text'>A crise? Onde é que ela está?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Tanto se fala da grande crise que eu tinha de cá vir dizer isto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Andava eu a dar umas voltinhas num certo e determinado shop center nortenho, à procura dos tão afamados saldos, quando me deparo com muitas lojas ainda sem saldos!&lt;br /&gt;Até aqui tudo bem, que o escandalo não está em haver lojas que ainda não estão saldos (se bem que isso também é motivo de escandalo, é!)!!&lt;br /&gt;O escandalo está em, nas lojas que ainda não estão em saldos, já haver prateleiras vazias!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então mas o país não estava em crise?! Então mas não se anda toda a gente a queixar de que não há dinheiro para nada?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já há prateleiras vazias e tanta mas tanta gente nas lojas, que por momentos me esqueci da crise de que tanto se fala... (isto para não falar da quantidade parva de prendas que vi as pessoas a comprarem antes do Natal, mas isso não é assunto para agora!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É, se calhar só existe para alguns, essa tal de crise económica...&lt;br /&gt;Ou isso ou as pessoas chegam a esta altura do ano e ficam assombradas pelo espírito gastador do Natal!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3264592380220255239?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3264592380220255239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3264592380220255239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3264592380220255239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3264592380220255239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/crise-onde-que-ela-est.html' title='A crise? Onde é que ela está?!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8003567808554743368</id><published>2008-12-26T00:10:00.012Z</published><updated>2008-12-30T23:57:05.396Z</updated><title type='text'>Graaaaaande actualização por partes!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Long time no see"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tenho andado ausente, mas isso é porque tenho tido muito que fazer!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Vamos lá a actualizações por partes, para ver se torna isto mais fácil de ler!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parte 1: a formação!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-onde.html"&gt;Como disse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, a notícia caiu que nem uma bomba...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A semana foi de formação, ou Campus, que parece que é mais chique!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A lavagem cerebral foi eficaz! Acho que todos saimos dali a pensar que somos mesmo bons, que temos perfis únicos, que somos "a nata" de Portugal, e que nada nos podia fazer desistir de tal aventura! Pode até nem ser verdade, mas eles tinham de nos fazer crer que nós realmente fomos escolhidos a dedo para ali estar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assim muito resumidamente, foi mais ou menos isto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;400 pessoas numa sala, confusão e barulheira naturais de quando estão 400 pessoas numa sala, trabalhos de grupo, (muitas!) discussões (saudáveis!) nos trabalhos, ginástica matinal,  ida misteriosa à garagem, gargalhadas, gargalhadas mascaradas, gargalhadas snifadas, gargalhadas forçadas e dores de cabeça de tantas gargalhadas (chamam-lhe terapia do riso, mas ao fim de algum tempo deixa de ter efeito terapeutico!), casos de sucesso e gente bem sucedida, guitarradas e cantorias, a Bobone e o Eugénio (o verdadeiro guru da teoria comportamental), &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVQvfP_FdUI/AAAAAAAABDU/-h5pNiu8SS8/s1600-h/Picture+4.png"&gt;os gatos, as águias, os lobos e os tubarões&lt;/a&gt; (eu sou 48% gato, mesmo não achando muita piada ao animal em si!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;, o stress e a emoção de estar à espera que o nosso nome seja projectado, e a libertação de stress e emoções quando finalmente sabemos os destinos que nos calharam na rifa...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Foi basicamente disto que se tratou a semana de formação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Disso e dos membros do fantástico grupo XI!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVq05h7om_I/AAAAAAAABW8/vdDcgG2lBnc/s1600-h/PC197886.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVq05h7om_I/AAAAAAAABW8/vdDcgG2lBnc/s400/PC197886.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285736013126736882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Os membros do grupo XI... acho que estamos todos... e a foto não é minha, roubei-a a alguém, acho que a uma das Anas... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Com 8 Anas e 3 Antónios no mesmo grupo o mais difícil mesmo era quando se dizia "foi a Ana que fez isso" e depois tinha de se descrever a Ana em questão para se conseguir saber qual delas era!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O destino que me calhou na minha rifa, esse, parece-me que merece outro destaque!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parte 2: o destino que me calhou na rifa!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/destino-dos-prximos-meses.html"&gt;Já o disse&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... vou para &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madrid"&gt;Madrid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Podia ter-me calhado qualquer país do Mundo...&lt;br /&gt;De entre todas as vantagens (tantas) e desvantagens (tão pouquinhas) que há em ter-me calhado Espanha, não consigo pensar em destino melhor para mim para passar os próximos meses!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Estás tão perto e tão longe"... já dizia a música!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Madrid parece-me tão bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quanto ao projecto em si, ao trabalho propriamente dito, ainda não sei muito, quanto à estadia muito menos e quanto à data da minha ida nem perguntem, também não sei...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ainda não sei pormenores nenhuns de nada, mas a verdade é que me parece que só quando chegar mesmo a Janeiro é que me vou preocupar a sério com isso!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Até lá, ainda é tempo de gozar bem o tempo que cá estou sem estar a pensar no tempo que vou lá passar!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parte 3: o Natal!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O regresso a casa foi de muitas emoções, os reencontros também, mas entretanto era tempo de preparar o Natal,  que ele não se prepara sozinho!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Entre rabanadas e sonhos, passando por mexidos e aletrias, fez-se de tudo!&lt;br /&gt;Eu nem gosto de nenhum desses doces de Natal (só o cheiro da canela em quase todos eles deixa-me enjoada!), mas não resisto ao belo do bacalhau cozido (este ano com direito a receita especial) e do peru assado no forno a lenha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVl86UHZDSI/AAAAAAAABDk/jJTtCVGK3bY/s1600-h/CIMG0004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVl86UHZDSI/AAAAAAAABDk/jJTtCVGK3bY/s200/CIMG0004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285392978969955618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Este ano foi ano de poucos lugares na mesa da ceia de Natal...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVl9KjHgQPI/AAAAAAAABDs/hIuipsaoPek/s1600-h/CIMG0016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVl9KjHgQPI/AAAAAAAABDs/hIuipsaoPek/s200/CIMG0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285393257874866418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Por outro lado, foi ano de mandar fazer uma extensão para cabermos todos na mesa no almoço do dia 25...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Natal é isso mesmo, além dos miúdos atulhados em prendas e brinquedos sem jeito, Natal é famílias reunidas, e isso é tão bom...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parte 4: mais jantadas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais jantares de Natal, que o que a malta quer é (mais!) uma desculpa para se reunir, com direito a trocas de prendas e tudo!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parte 5: a preparação da grande noite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Toda a preparação para a noite da passagem de ano parece-me um bocado forçada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parece que esta é a noite em que não há desculpa para as pessoas não se divertirem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;É a noite em que toda a gente (mesmo toda a gente!) sai de casa para se enfrascar numa qualquer discoteca da moda...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;É a noite em que os donos de restaurantes, bares e discotecas se aproveitam disso como se não houvesse amanhã e aumentam estupidamente os preços de tudo e de mais alguma coisa para nos fazerem pensar que a noite vai ser especial por ser mais cara mas afinal não, vai mesmo só ser mais cara que outra noite qualquer, e igual em tudo o resto exceptuando o facto de que nessa noite quase todos os clientes estão de fato e gravata ou vestido de lantejoulas!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas apesar disso tudo, e como não podia deixar de ser, não tenciono que a minha noite seja igual às outras todas do resto do ano, por isso o programa (apesar de difícil escolha!!) adivinha-se divertidíssimo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A boa companhia faz um bom programa, por isso não tenho dúvidas de que vai ser uma noite fantástica!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E pronto,&lt;br /&gt;isto foi a versão resumida dos meus últimos dias&lt;br /&gt;(sim, resumida!!)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Muito mais podia ser dito,&lt;br /&gt;mas como de costume,&lt;br /&gt;os pormenores ficam para quem deles ouviu falar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8003567808554743368?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8003567808554743368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8003567808554743368' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8003567808554743368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8003567808554743368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/graaaaaande-actualizao-por-partes.html' title='Graaaaaande actualização por partes!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVq05h7om_I/AAAAAAAABW8/vdDcgG2lBnc/s72-c/PC197886.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8133693205193182217</id><published>2008-12-25T12:35:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-25T12:38:44.975Z</updated><title type='text'>Tão simples quanto isso!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não, ainda não tive tempo para me sentar sossegadinha ao computador para fazer pesquisas e muito menos para actualizações!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas enquanto isso, não podia deixar de cá passar para dizer o costume...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVN-XevAfDI/AAAAAAAABCw/JtIqwLb8Bsg/s1600-h/ga081225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVN-XevAfDI/AAAAAAAABCw/JtIqwLb8Bsg/s400/ga081225.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5283705729688042546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8133693205193182217?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8133693205193182217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8133693205193182217' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8133693205193182217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8133693205193182217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/to-simples-quanto-isso.html' title='Tão simples quanto isso!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SVN-XevAfDI/AAAAAAAABCw/JtIqwLb8Bsg/s72-c/ga081225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8642966629708451585</id><published>2008-12-21T14:58:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-12-21T16:18:08.679Z</updated><title type='text'>Destino dos próximos meses...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madrid"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Madrid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Assim que tenha tempo para me sentar um bocadinho&lt;br /&gt;conto mais pormenores da semana intensa que passei&lt;br /&gt;e do que sei que está para vir (ainda não sei grande coisa!),&lt;br /&gt;mas para já,fiquem a saber que&lt;br /&gt;está aberta a agenda para marcação de visitas!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img 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meses...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7357031570458453419</id><published>2008-12-15T01:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T01:21:57.700Z</updated><title type='text'>Próximo destino...</title><content type='html'>A época natalícia já foi inaugurada (e começou tão bem!) com os primeiros convívios  com direito a troca de prendinhas e tudo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora a Princesa vai só ali até à capital aprender umas coisitas e volta já, provavelmente com novidades...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7357031570458453419?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7357031570458453419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7357031570458453419' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7357031570458453419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7357031570458453419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/prximo-destino.html' title='Próximo destino...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8271067251457795382</id><published>2008-12-12T18:05:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-12-12T18:06:04.835Z</updated><title type='text'>Parte 1 e parte 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Está oficialmente aberta a temporada de jantares de Natal!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8271067251457795382?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6373569400984431884</id><published>2008-12-11T22:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T22:26:18.721Z</updated><title type='text'>Para onde?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois de me convencer que não ia chegar, eis que recebo o tão esperado email...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Caiu que nem uma bomba, pôs-me a cabeça a andar à roda, e vai-me fazer passar o próximo fim de semana a correr...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para já só formação...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois saberei mais pormenores...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Para já quero só acreditar que vai tudo correr bem...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não vai?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6373569400984431884?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6373569400984431884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6373569400984431884' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6373569400984431884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6373569400984431884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/para-onde.html' title='Para onde?'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5110053760742462539</id><published>2008-12-11T01:05:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-12-11T02:10:04.178Z</updated><title type='text'>A personagem de que falei!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SUBxIWNx4KI/AAAAAAAABB4/7lVowSXcPi4/s1600-h/CIMG0053.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SUBxIWNx4KI/AAAAAAAABB4/7lVowSXcPi4/s320/CIMG0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278343151494488226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E esta foi a personagem que fui ouvir&lt;br /&gt;(e sim, ele toca de capacete!)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ao vivo é um máximo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E depois se nos pomos a pensar que ele faz tudo sozinho, canta, toca guitarra, e toca bateria &lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;com ambos os pés... bem, merece no mínimo o reconhecimento pela coordenação!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Por isso e por ser um autêntico entertainer, mas daqueles com alguma piada!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muito bom mesmo, fiquei fã do conceito "one man band"!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E descobri também que Guimarães anda em voga, bons concertos agendados, bons sítios para se estar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A explorar, sem dúvida... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Ah,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;mas só para que saibam,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;gostei muito!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3039578105938001867?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3039578105938001867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3039578105938001867' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3039578105938001867'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.myspace.com/boblog111"&gt;Este&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; vai ser o primeiro programa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Das duas uma: ou vou gostar muito ou não vou gostar nada (musicalmente falando!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas como nem só de música se faz um programa, a diversão esperada está no nível máximo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A Princesa vai só ali e volta já!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8944153483701848072?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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/&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de jantares calminhos a meio da semana com amigos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1607255824711237013?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1607255824711237013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1607255824711237013' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1607255824711237013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Na &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta&lt;/span&gt;, saída em Braga...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sair à noite em Braga é sempre um risco... Variedade nem vê-la, os lugares são sempre os mesmos, as caras também, e a música nem se fala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas de vez em quando lá nos surpreendemos porque a noite está a ser diferente, e a noite no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://sardinhabiba.com/"&gt;lugar do costume&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; foi engraçada! Pronto, com algumas saídas musicais um bocado estranhas, mas foi uma boa noitada! Alias, quando uma noitada acaba já de manhã, normalmente é uma boa noitada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sábado&lt;/span&gt; dia de ninho, daqueles que sabem sempre bem depois de uma boa noitada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domingo&lt;/span&gt; (como de costume!) dia de família! Almoço dos bons, casa cheia para lanchar, e powerpoints cheios de coraçõezinhos! Nem eramos assim muitos (já vi Domingos muito mais repletos!), mas ainda assim a confusão era geral, como sabe tão bem aos Domingos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;outro Domingo&lt;/span&gt; (para mim feriados sabem sempre a Domingos!) foi um dia também familiar atulhado em fotografias antigas e nisto:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/STc7pn5NhZI/AAAAAAAABBw/y6E2kWD3pNs/s1600-h/risco_jogo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/STc7pn5NhZI/AAAAAAAABBw/y6E2kWD3pNs/s200/risco_jogo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275751074757445010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Não encontrei fotos da versão portuguesa do jogo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grande jogo, o Risco!&lt;br /&gt;50% jogo de estratégia, e 50% jogo de sorte aos dados... e digamos que aqui a Princesa disso até teve muito! Estratégia também (aniquilação total!!!), mas a sorte aos dados foi essencial para o vencimento descarado da primeira ronda!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Lembrei-me do quanto gosto de jogos de tabuleiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E pronto, foi assim... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já sei que já passou Quarta, mas como este blog anda assim um bocadinho parado resolvi por-vos a par...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Já passou Quarta,&lt;br /&gt;já caminhamos para outro fim de semana prolongado!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-1330643149458566803?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/1330643149458566803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=1330643149458566803' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1330643149458566803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/1330643149458566803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/12/ns-por-c.html' title='Nós por cá...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/STc7pn5NhZI/AAAAAAAABBw/y6E2kWD3pNs/s72-c/risco_jogo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8736754158782007910</id><published>2008-11-27T23:11:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:19:16.309Z</updated><title type='text'>Nothing to say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SS8pXgifqII/AAAAAAAABBg/3lor_8hw24s/s1600-h/aduplapersonalidade173.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SS8pXgifqII/AAAAAAAABBg/3lor_8hw24s/s320/aduplapersonalidade173.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273479172522485890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Projectos pendentes (e dependentes) traduzem-se em dias cinzentos e parados...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A espera por um email que pode mudar a minha vida nos próximos dias (seja em que sentido for!) está a dar cabo de mim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brevemente já devo saber de alguma coisa, mas enquanto isso, o tempo vai-se passando entre dias chatos e outros menos chatos (e outros ainda nada chatos! :p), e em idas ao mail de cinco em cinco minutos!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Vamos lá ver o que o futuro me reserva...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8736754158782007910?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8736754158782007910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8736754158782007910' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8736754158782007910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8736754158782007910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/nothing-to-say.html' title='Nothing to say...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SS8pXgifqII/AAAAAAAABBg/3lor_8hw24s/s72-c/aduplapersonalidade173.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6349240823318703017</id><published>2008-11-25T15:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-26T01:04:03.095Z</updated><title type='text'>Compras e coisas que tal!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estava eu hoje de camisola numa mão e de calças na outra (experimentar roupa dá nisto!) num certo sítio catita (chamam-lhe centro comercial, eu chamo-lhe paraíso das compras!)  quando de repente se ouve...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Estimados clientes,&lt;br /&gt;o edifício está a ser evacuado,&lt;br /&gt;agradecemos que se dirijam calmamente&lt;br /&gt;para a saída!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E eu ali de roupa na mão!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Então uma pessoa até está a experimentar umas coisas giras, e até é capaz de querer gastar uns trocos, e mandam-nos embora?? Fiquei chateada, claro que fiquei chateada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Experimentar roupa com este tempo é sempre um problema,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;é camisola,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mais camisolinha,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;mais casaco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; em vez das t-shirts,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e botas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; em vez dos chinelos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;e pegar no cachecol e na carteira&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; e em mais sei lá o quê à toa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;para sair dali o mais rapidamente possível!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas depois de pronta, lá saio da loja, o centro comercial com fumarada, mas ainda muita gente lá dentro a querer ver o que se passava (tuguices!), carros dos bombeiros e ambulâncias a chegar, e eu a ir pregar para outra freguesia, que ali já estava gente a mais especada a olhar!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Passado um bocado perguntei a um Sr. polícia o que é que se tinha passado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Diz-me ele:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Foi um incêndio de grandes dimensões, menina,&lt;br /&gt;muito grandes dimensões!&lt;br /&gt;Quer dizer, não foi mas podia ter sido!&lt;br /&gt;Fique sossegada, que foi só um simulacro!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O quê?? Como é que é?? Importa-se de repetir?!? Simulacro?! Então eu fui expulsa do meu momento zen por causa de uma coisa que nem sequer aconteceu?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Grrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O resto da manhã conseguiu correr sem mais percalços!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6349240823318703017?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6349240823318703017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6349240823318703017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6349240823318703017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6349240823318703017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/compras-e-coisas-que-tal.html' title='Compras e coisas que tal!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5782120236891314782</id><published>2008-11-24T23:53:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T00:00:36.616Z</updated><title type='text'>Passe a publicidade!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Acho que &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JHW8gBX7HqA"&gt;este anúncio&lt;/a&gt; está muito bem conseguido!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5782120236891314782?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5782120236891314782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5782120236891314782' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5782120236891314782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5782120236891314782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/passe-publicidade.html' title='Passe a publicidade!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8849195152596650727</id><published>2008-11-22T13:49:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-22T15:18:09.289Z</updated><title type='text'>Movie time!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SSgN9GCWUEI/AAAAAAAABA8/0QxybG5T4ro/s1600-h/blindness.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SSgN9GCWUEI/AAAAAAAABA8/0QxybG5T4ro/s320/blindness.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271478707080810562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Muito bom...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já li o livro à muitos anos, por isso não sou a pessoa certa para falar das semelhanças e diferenças entre o livro e o filme, mas do que me lembro, o principal da história está lá, e alguns bons pormenores também!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ver os filmes depois de ler os respectivos livros para mim sempre sairam apostas furadas...&lt;br /&gt;Nos filmes falham sempre pormenores descritos nos livros...&lt;br /&gt;Nos livros a nossa mente vagueia livremente e imagina  cenas e cenários que quando traduzidos por outras pessoas nunca serão os que nós visualizamos... e isso pode-se traduzir numa desilusão...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas a curiosidade para ver este filme era muita, e a desilusão foi nula!&lt;br /&gt;Muito bom, muito boa realização, muitos bons pormenores, e de bons pormenores se faz um bom filme!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;(Boas pipocas e boa companhia&lt;br /&gt;fazem também um bom filme!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8849195152596650727?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8849195152596650727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8849195152596650727' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8849195152596650727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8849195152596650727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/movie-time.html' title='Movie time!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SSgN9GCWUEI/AAAAAAAABA8/0QxybG5T4ro/s72-c/blindness.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3808322139337783855</id><published>2008-11-19T22:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T22:23:06.297Z</updated><title type='text'>Interrompo esta minha pausa...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;... para avisar que simples guarda-chuvas não irão chegar...  protejam-se e que tenham cuidado, que a qualquer momento podem começar a &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1350548"&gt;chover martelos e parafusos&lt;/a&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(que exagero,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;pelos vistos nem martelos tinham na caixa de ferramentas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;mas que caixa de ferramentas é aquela que nem um martelito tem?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3808322139337783855?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3808322139337783855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3808322139337783855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3808322139337783855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3808322139337783855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/interrompo-esta-minha-pausa.html' title='Interrompo esta minha pausa...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6909524075597957686</id><published>2008-11-11T12:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-11T12:49:38.180Z</updated><title type='text'>Quantos são?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;São &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;, se faz favor!!!...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6909524075597957686?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6909524075597957686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6909524075597957686' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6909524075597957686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6909524075597957686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/quantos-so.html' title='Quantos são?'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5570061423290136464</id><published>2008-11-10T09:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T13:06:36.776Z</updated><title type='text'>Faz um ano...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;No ano passado por esta altura tive um &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2007/11/amsterdam-for-weekend.html"&gt;fim de semana espectacular&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É daquelas marcas que nos ficam...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt; Foi um fim de semana memorável, no mínimo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda nos rimos imenso a recordar muitas das coisas que passamos, das coisas que vimos, dos sítios que fomos, do que nos fez rir...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foi um fim de semana marcante, e claro que a data em que isso aconteceu também o tornou mais especial para mim!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E já passou um ano...&lt;br /&gt;É em alturas como estas que tenho a noção de como o tempo passa rápido...&lt;br /&gt;É em alturas como estas que me ponho a pensar na vida, e em como ela muda tanto em tão pouco espaço de tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ano passado a data foi comemorada de uma forma especial, e de forma a comemorar também aquela fase da minha vida...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este ano não há passeio tão significativo, mas a comemoração vai ser especial também... mais caseira, em território mais conhecido, e com "os meus"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;igualmente memorável, de certeza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5570061423290136464?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5570061423290136464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5570061423290136464' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5570061423290136464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5570061423290136464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/faz-um-ano.html' title='Faz um ano...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3650655899322916506</id><published>2008-11-10T08:46:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:03:57.517Z</updated><title type='text'>Detesto ter insónias!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Detesto dormir mal a noite toda, e estar sempre a acordar, e não arranjar posição confortável para dormir, e chegar às 7h da manhã e não aguentar mais estar na cama a tentar adormecer sem sucesso...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só apetece fazer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRf4b_ZNaAI/AAAAAAAABA0/iI3kJRAnVB8/s1600-h/fSymsOGXOccp6chzLfSvvqMj_r1_500.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 95px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRf4b_ZNaAI/AAAAAAAABA0/iI3kJRAnVB8/s320/fSymsOGXOccp6chzLfSvvqMj_r1_500.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266951448990410754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Estou para ver como vai correr o dia hoje, estou...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Começar assim uma Segunda-feira não me parece bom presságio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3650655899322916506?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3650655899322916506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3650655899322916506' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3650655899322916506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3650655899322916506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/detesto-ter-insnias.html' title='Detesto ter 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Leopoldina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Portanto é oficial... Declaro aberto o Natal, e a época das prendas e dos brinquedos e dos anúncios sem fim a bonecos, bonecas, e chocolates!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-257674630595065829?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/257674630595065829/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=257674630595065829' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/257674630595065829'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/257674630595065829'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/bem-vindos-ao-mundo-encantado-dos.html' title='Bem-vindos ao mundo encantado dos brinquedos!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7341262036134011337</id><published>2008-11-07T19:00:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T19:39:45.949Z</updated><title type='text'>Ainda ontem era Segunda...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRSQhIsiZfI/AAAAAAAABAs/0KtAqzygwDE/s1600-h/aduplapersonalidade267.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 133px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRSQhIsiZfI/AAAAAAAABAs/0KtAqzygwDE/s400/aduplapersonalidade267.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265992763247322610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right; font-family: arial;"&gt;E assim se passou mais uma semana à velocidade da luz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7341262036134011337?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7341262036134011337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7341262036134011337' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7341262036134011337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7341262036134011337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/ainda-ontem-era-segunda.html' title='Ainda ontem era Segunda...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRSQhIsiZfI/AAAAAAAABAs/0KtAqzygwDE/s72-c/aduplapersonalidade267.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2971068754421889850</id><published>2008-11-05T16:06:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T19:30:24.282Z</updated><title type='text'>And the winner is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRHIfExnGlI/AAAAAAAABAk/37DUX-xTu1M/s1600-h/Picture+6.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRHIfExnGlI/AAAAAAAABAk/37DUX-xTu1M/s200/Picture+6.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265209875556145746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não se espera que Obama mude o Mundo de um dia para o outro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Mas sem dúvida alguma, ontem fez-se História...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2971068754421889850?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2971068754421889850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2971068754421889850' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2971068754421889850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2971068754421889850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/e-o-vencedor.html' title='And the winner is...'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRHIfExnGlI/AAAAAAAABAk/37DUX-xTu1M/s72-c/Picture+6.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3366830971912628243</id><published>2008-11-04T23:48:00.009Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T16:04:59.347Z</updated><title type='text'>Mega reportagem fotográfica!</title><content type='html'>Ainda não aprendi a dançar o bailinho da Madeira, mas realmente confirmo que a pista é um bocadinho assustadora...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDlOGth5jI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1OKTqSk-uCQ/s1600-h/CIMG0229.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDlOGth5jI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1OKTqSk-uCQ/s200/CIMG0229.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264959994878617138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quanto à ilha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Muitos (e quando eu digo muitos, é assim mesmo muitos!) túneis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Miradouros espalhados por toda a ilha, e paisagens lindíssimas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsuJu2SfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mdFDM0-gCIU/s1600-h/CIMG0176.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsuJu2SfI/AAAAAAAAA-8/mdFDM0-gCIU/s200/CIMG0176.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264968242026662386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 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width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDuDcvUBmI/AAAAAAAAA_0/jI7j6XtwAV8/s200/CIMG0185.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264969707417765474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwmrEPKjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/--HrgSdSM00/s1600-h/CIMG0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwmrEPKjI/AAAAAAAAA_8/--HrgSdSM00/s200/CIMG0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264972511582300722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Vista panoramica do Funchal; outra panoramica da ilha; o cabo de São Vicente, de onde se vê o norte e o sul da ilha; o Curral das Freiras, terra encurralada entre os montes; e as piscinas naturais de Porto Moniz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_As tão afamadas e típicas casas da Madeira... que descobri só haverem três ou quatro numa terrinha e um bocado escondidas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwnaBr7tI/AAAAAAAABAM/5WEL4KMIlgA/s1600-h/CIMG0223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwnaBr7tI/AAAAAAAABAM/5WEL4KMIlgA/s200/CIMG0223.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264972524188069586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_A bela vista do teleférico (até há cabines VIP's e tudo!), o &lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102);" href="http://www.berardocollection.com/?ToplevelID=36&amp;amp;lang=pt"&gt;jardim do Berardo&lt;/a&gt; e a estranha mistura da estátuas chinesas com a história dos reis de Portugal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsvJBhdwI/AAAAAAAAA_M/LnO1AV9VFPQ/s1600-h/CIMG0113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsvJBhdwI/AAAAAAAAA_M/LnO1AV9VFPQ/s200/CIMG0113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264968259016423170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Muita chuva e frio (mas nada que se compare ao continente!), ao contrário do bom tempo que dizem que está sempre na Madeira...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsvn9nyQI/AAAAAAAAA_U/SFApCSoaxvw/s1600-h/CIMG0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsvn9nyQI/AAAAAAAAA_U/SFApCSoaxvw/s200/CIMG0124.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264968267321559298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_A bela da piscina do hotel  a acabar no mar (pena não estar tempo nem ter tido tempo para um mergulho!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDuC8VmgtI/AAAAAAAAA_s/MbcHsbCTR20/s1600-h/CIMG0169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDuC8VmgtI/AAAAAAAAA_s/MbcHsbCTR20/s200/CIMG0169.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264969698719990482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_Os anfitriões e competentes guias turísticos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwm1soVKI/AAAAAAAABAE/pN0pzAy90DQ/s1600-h/CIMG0221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDwm1soVKI/AAAAAAAABAE/pN0pzAy90DQ/s200/CIMG0221.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264972514436076706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;_E a princesa sempre em grande estilo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsuz4ViXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ioIjIfEMp-k/s1600-h/CIMG0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDsuz4ViXI/AAAAAAAAA_E/ioIjIfEMp-k/s200/CIMG0040.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264968253340748146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3366830971912628243?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3366830971912628243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3366830971912628243' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3366830971912628243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3366830971912628243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/mega-reportagem-fotogrfica.html' title='Mega reportagem fotográfica!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SRDlOGth5jI/AAAAAAAAA-0/1OKTqSk-uCQ/s72-c/CIMG0229.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6743732639575031555</id><published>2008-11-03T23:49:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-03T23:57:40.820Z</updated><title type='text'>Já de volta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já lá fui e já de lá vim!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas depois conto como foi, que agora não estou inspirada! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;(A parte boa de ser eu a mandar nisto é que faço o que quero e o que me apetece, e agora agorinha não me está a apetecer muito escrever!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Até já!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6743732639575031555?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6743732639575031555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6743732639575031555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6743732639575031555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6743732639575031555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/11/j-de-volta.html' title='Já de volta!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3629501980542354001</id><published>2008-10-30T23:32:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T01:02:32.743Z</updated><title type='text'>Mas isso ainda é Portugal?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A princesa está a fazer as malas para ir dançar o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ilha_da_Madeira"&gt;bailinho da Madeira&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parece que a pista de aterragem do Funchal é assim um bocadinho para o estreitinha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQpOcUpBFjI/AAAAAAAAA-k/SV7uc_DN71E/s1600-h/aeroporto+madeira.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQpOcUpBFjI/AAAAAAAAA-k/SV7uc_DN71E/s320/aeroporto+madeira.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263105363019896370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Como é que um montro do tamanho que são os aviões consegue aterrar num espacinho daqueles? A falta de margem para erros parece um bocado assustadora, mas o que me sossega é que para eu estar a dizer isto é porque não percebo nada sobre pilotar aviões!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Estou mortinha por provar as iguarias que por lá se fazem e por ver se o chapéuzinho tipíco é tão sexy como dizem!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Assim que lá chegar faço um telefonema do telemóvel para ver se é verdade que a Madeira (ainda!) pertence a Portugal e não se paga roaming nas chamadas!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E a ver vamos se consigo entender aquela linguagem que os madeirenses falam...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;(Madeirenses de todo o mundo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;estou só a brincar, se chateiem!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3629501980542354001?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3629501980542354001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3629501980542354001' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3629501980542354001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3629501980542354001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/mas-isso-ainda-portugal.html' title='Mas isso ainda é Portugal?!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQpOcUpBFjI/AAAAAAAAA-k/SV7uc_DN71E/s72-c/aeroporto+madeira.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-9114156006120633938</id><published>2008-10-25T13:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T13:28:44.481+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Onduladinho, onduladíssimo, onduladérrimo!!</title><content type='html'>O que para muitas mulheres é estragar o cabelo, para mim é um tratamento capilar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O problema é que nos 5 dias depois disso pareço um carneirinho antes de ir para a tosquia (só me faltava o sininho ao pescoço e fazer mééé mééé em vez de falar!)!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-9114156006120633938?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/9114156006120633938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=9114156006120633938' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/9114156006120633938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/9114156006120633938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/onduladinho-onduladssimo-onduladrrimo.html' title='Onduladinho, onduladíssimo, onduladérrimo!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2318557987523083846</id><published>2008-10-25T00:12:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T00:37:42.699+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Confissões culturais!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fui ver as "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial;" href="http://casadasartes.blogspot.com/2008/09/confisses-das-mulheres-de-30.html"&gt;Confissões das mulheres de 30&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;", e adorei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="lead"&gt;As actrizes eram conhecidas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="lead"&gt;O tema era uma idade pela qual muitas mulheres já passaram ou para a qual muitas outras mulheres caminham.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="lead"&gt;As confissões, essas, eram sobre assuntos normalíssimos entre mulheres nessa faixa etária (e noutras faixas etárias também, com certeza!): homens, casamento, divórcio, homens, sexo, falta de sexo, homens, rugas, celulite, homens, futebol, cocaína... entre outras coisas... já referi os homens?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="texto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="texto"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;" class="texto"&gt;Uma peça de mulheres para mulheres (pronto, não só mas essencialmente, porque não estou a ver muitos homens preocupados com o aparecimento da celulite ou das rugas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;), bom programa cultural para relaxar numa sexta à noite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2318557987523083846?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2318557987523083846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2318557987523083846' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2318557987523083846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2318557987523083846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/confisses-culturais.html' title='Confissões culturais!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-8607335944769031634</id><published>2008-10-23T22:03:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T23:26:06.338+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Estatisticamente falando!</title><content type='html'>Ora bem...&lt;br /&gt;Andei a ver as estatísticas do meu blog, e achei que era necessário fazer aqui uns esclarecimentos aos que cá vem ter enganados!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde já peço desculpas se não encontram aqui as informações que procuravam, mas o que é certo é que também não se percebe que motor de busca é que vos encaminha para aqui com essas pesquisas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos lá começar a análise...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQDp0Ps3eWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6fhp0J5ePZI/s1600-h/pesquisas+para+o+blog+da+princesa1.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 359px; height: 292px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQDp0Ps3eWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6fhp0J5ePZI/s400/pesquisas+para+o+blog+da+princesa1.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260461448545925474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas são as 10 keywords mais usadas para quem chegou a este blog através de pesquisa!&lt;br /&gt;E até não são muito de estranhar... percebe-se perfeitamente que através de "coisas que sabem bem" e "frase sobre uma princesa" se venha aqui ter ao estaminé!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Menos sorte deve ter tido quem procurava "desenho e palavra com h", mas o pior ainda está para vir!!&lt;br /&gt;Estas são as outras 10 keywords usadas para quem cá veio ter...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQDnKLSkiMI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WPCPcoT4PfQ/s1600-h/pesquisas+para+o+blog+da+princesa2.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 357px; height: 292px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQDnKLSkiMI/AAAAAAAAA9U/WPCPcoT4PfQ/s400/pesquisas+para+o+blog+da+princesa2.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260458526784129218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Confesso que o "halloween - princesa da morte" me assustou um bocado...&lt;br /&gt;Pouca sorte teve também quem procurava "o que se compra em litros" (visitante, se fores mais concreto pode ser que te consiga ajudar, mas assim é demasiado vago, se imaginasses a quantidade de coisas que se compram em litros...)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas agora "risco das princesas"?!? Como é que alguém chega aqui pesquisando isso?! Caro visitante, caso ainda me visites, será possível dares-me um esclarecimentozito acerca disso?! O que querias procurar mesmo com isso?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E peço desculpa a quem cá parou quando procurava "quem descobriu a maquina fotografica" e "quem descobriu o relogio"... Com certeza que saiu daqui a saber o mesmo em relação a isso, mas pelo menos espero que tenha feito uma visitinha pela vida interessantíssima da princesa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Impunha-se esta análise, para disfarçar a falta de comemoração do aniversário do blog (já fez um aninho a 26 de Agosto, e nem houve prendas nem festinha!). Mas a meta dos 200 posts está prestes a ser alcançada, e para essa altura prevêem-se balões e confetis!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-8607335944769031634?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/8607335944769031634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=8607335944769031634' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8607335944769031634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/8607335944769031634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/estatisticamente-falando.html' title='Estatisticamente falando!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SQDp0Ps3eWI/AAAAAAAAA9c/6fhp0J5ePZI/s72-c/pesquisas+para+o+blog+da+princesa1.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-2400895975261739428</id><published>2008-10-19T18:07:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:20:59.497+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Finalmente recuperada!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Os tirinhos coloridos foram o máximo!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Não digo que o paintball se vai tornar na minha próxima ocupação de tempos livres, mas adorei!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Equipas de 6pessoas, e pelos vistos muito bem distrubuídas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Namorados contra namoradas, primos contra primas, amigos contra (supostos!) amigos!! Engraçado que só não tinha irmãos contra irmãs (já se sabia que se isso acontecesse era problema certo!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quatro rondas de 10minutos cada, e o objectivo era matar os elementos da equipa adversária!  Não havia salvamentos, nem resgates de bandeira, só mesmo atirar para matar (ou pintar!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No meio era mato, de um lado rede, do outro o rio, não havia escape possível...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fatos que vieram da guerra química, e máscaras que além de proteger também tinham como função dificultar o jogo, tal era calor e o nevoeiro que se formava na viseira!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Arma na mão, e começa o jogo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No primeiro round morri com um tiro pelas costas (a isso costuma-se chamar cobardia, ò senhor atirador!)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No segundo, depois de ver as balas a rasparem-me  na cara, lá morri também...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas nos outros dois jogos aguentei-me vivinha da silva, e ainda consegui vingar-me e matar o meu assassino do primeiro jogo! (hahahaha - riso maléfico!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muitos tiros, muita tinta e muito suor depois,  o resultado final foi favorável para o meu lado! A minha equipa aguentou-se bem melhor que a outra (mas muito melhor mesmo!), disso não houve dúvidas depois do 3-1 sem misericórdia!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A bela da francesinha ao jantar ajudou a recuperar, mas no dia seguinte...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Bem, o dia seguinte foi complicado...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Músculos doridos, arranhadelas e nódoas negras no corpo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A minha sorte é que nem andei a correr muito no jogo, por isso até estava inteirinha...&lt;br /&gt;Montar a tenda e esperar que os inimigos passem por nós sem se aperceberem que cairam numa emboscada é sempre uma boa estratégia!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sem dúvida que os tirinhos coloridos&lt;br /&gt;são um passatempo a repetir!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-2400895975261739428?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/2400895975261739428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=2400895975261739428' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2400895975261739428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/2400895975261739428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/finalmente-recuperada.html' title='Finalmente recuperada!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-4852062953373926037</id><published>2008-10-18T14:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T14:44:36.307+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Programa!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A princesa vai só ali dar uns &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Paintball"&gt;tirinhos coloridos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; e se conseguir depois volta para contar como foi!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-4852062953373926037?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/4852062953373926037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=4852062953373926037' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4852062953373926037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/4852062953373926037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/programa.html' title='Programa!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7990634381675400407</id><published>2008-10-17T02:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T03:29:37.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Que nó!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tenho a cabeça a escaldar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Parece que o meu cérebro foi posto numa panela com água a ferver e com o lume sempre no máximo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Tomadas de decisões implicam indecisões primeiro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E as indecisões, essas, dão tanto em que pensar...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Em cada opção surgem sempre dois ou três "mas", e de cada vez que se pensa em cada opção surge mais um ou dois "mas", e no fim é uma salgalhada de alíneas com sub-alíneas, de troncos com ramos, de caminhos com bifurcações...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A decisão é assim tão difícil porque cada escolha é tentadora...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A escolha de cada caminho implica uma aposta em coisas completamente diferentes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A rejeição de um dos caminhos implica... sei lá... a rejeição de uma oportunidade única na vida?!&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/luisrodero-merino/262565865/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SPfzpIOj53I/AAAAAAAAAsI/9N9mqB28cUk/s320/262565865_65810f0238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257938977887086450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/pre&gt; &lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Já dizia a música...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;Should I stay or should I go now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;If I go there will be trouble&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:courier new;"&gt;An' if I stay it will be double&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;pre style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7990634381675400407?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7990634381675400407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7990634381675400407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7990634381675400407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7990634381675400407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/que-n.html' title='Que nó!!!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SPfzpIOj53I/AAAAAAAAAsI/9N9mqB28cUk/s72-c/262565865_65810f0238.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-3769530447464881481</id><published>2008-10-15T17:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T20:01:02.332+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas quem foi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas quem foi que me mandou ir passear de sapatinhos??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SPY7GpGGygI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6YYcAQzabdE/s1600-h/CIMG0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SPY7GpGGygI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6YYcAQzabdE/s200/CIMG0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257454600298351106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ein?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quem foi?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E eu feita fina até fui...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pronto, são lindinhos, são diferentes, e até são cómodos...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mas não para ir às compras! Nunca mais para ir às compras (sim, quando falei em passeio referia-me a um passeio num jardim de lojas ladeado de montras recheadas de coisas para vestir o corpo e despir a carteira!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E toda a gente sabe que mulher às compras anda muito, sempre para trás e para a frente...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pode nem ser para comprar nada, mas tem de se ver tudo...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;E agora?&lt;br /&gt;Ai ai ai os meus pézinhos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Aceitam-se CV's para admissão de massajadores de pés profissionais.&lt;br /&gt;Vagas limitadas, concorre depressa!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-3769530447464881481?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/3769530447464881481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=3769530447464881481' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3769530447464881481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/3769530447464881481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/mas-quem-foi.html' title='Mas quem foi?'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SPY7GpGGygI/AAAAAAAAAsA/6YYcAQzabdE/s72-c/CIMG0024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-7169315429621333263</id><published>2008-10-13T16:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T17:22:19.611+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pormenores!</title><content type='html'>A parte chata de se ter um telemóvel novo é ter de se ensinar as palavras todas ao dicionário...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A escrita é inteligente mas é só depois de ensinada!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-7169315429621333263?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/7169315429621333263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=7169315429621333263' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7169315429621333263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/7169315429621333263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/pormenores.html' title='Pormenores!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-6933951061904679977</id><published>2008-10-08T10:44:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:47:56.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ensinamentos (pouco) populares!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div  style="text-align: justify;font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Mais alguém sabe qual é a diferença entre estar sozinho e estar só?...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;" &gt;Eu também não sabia até ontem, mas agora já me sinto uma miúda com muita mais cultura!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fiquei estupefacta!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-6933951061904679977?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/6933951061904679977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=6933951061904679977' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6933951061904679977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/6933951061904679977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/ensinamentos-pouco-populares.html' title='Ensinamentos (pouco) populares!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1074564078109210584.post-5538308961906358385</id><published>2008-10-06T19:01:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T00:39:13.646+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mas que fim de semana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Depois de um fim de semana que afinal não foi bem fim de semana, eis que veio realmente o fim de semana!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que fim de semana...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O destino desta vez foi a Póvoa, e depois de uma ida às comprinhas, eis que as meninas se foram empipocar para ir jantar a casa de um menino que ia cozinhar para nós!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Já tinha ouvido dizer que o menino até se desenrascava na cozinha, por isso as expectativas eram altas...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O menu, esse, soava a requintado: veado. E não, não ando a comer &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://pt.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bambi"&gt;Bambis&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;, por isso não me venham massacrar a cabeça! Aprendi que o Bambi não é um veado mas um cervo (apesar de ainda não ter percebido muito bem qual é a diferença entre os dois, fiquei muito mais sossegada!!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;O belo do tintol à mistura, muita conversa depois, troca de vídeos finalmente efectuada, e partimos à descoberta da noite vila condense...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SOqM6jrpZUI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lr6wAgmgo2U/s1600-h/CIMG0188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SOqM6jrpZUI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lr6wAgmgo2U/s200/CIMG0188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254166852919715138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Histórias pitorescas, pés molhados, diferenças entre gajas ou meninas, bares a fechar e barmens que usam creme de mãos, e frases que à primeira vista parecem difíceis de ler!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Muitos vídeos e muita música depois, seguimos rumo a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(102, 102, 102); font-family: arial;" href="http://www.clubeatlantico.com/home.html"&gt;este sítio&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E que sítio...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lá dentro tinha duas zonas... a zona da discoteca propriamente dita, e a zona com (admirem-se!) as pistas de bowling da foto!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SOqgLyK3tnI/AAAAAAAAArw/VZmxnmoCB8w/s1600-h/CIMG0195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SOqgLyK3tnI/AAAAAAAAArw/VZmxnmoCB8w/s200/CIMG0195.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254188039587477106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Discoteca e pistas de bowling no mesmo sítio? Para mim foi novidade!!  Diz no site que aquela foi a "1ªa casa no norte do país a oferecer aos seus clientes este tipo de diversão", e eu consigo perceber perfeitamente porquê!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mas tenho de admitir... entre parolada, festa de despedida de solteira, mais parolada, imitadores de Cristianos Ronaldos, e ainda mais parolada (já disse que vi muita parolada e só estavam meia dúzia de gatos pingados na pista?)... admito que o bowling foi a nossa salvação!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Guida - 56&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;André - 31&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sofia - 47&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Pedro (ouvi dizer que este menino se parecia com o Markl!) - 38&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Parece-me que as meninas venceram o campeonato das bolinhas que vinham no comboio!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E pronto, assim foi mais uma noitada...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E pelos vistos, se perguntarem aos intervenientes, eles dirão que foi "demencial, ninguém consegue descrever o horror"!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Só faltaram "os" óculos para a noite ter sido perfeita!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1074564078109210584-5538308961906358385?l=aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/feeds/5538308961906358385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1074564078109210584&amp;postID=5538308961906358385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5538308961906358385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1074564078109210584/posts/default/5538308961906358385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://aprincesavoltaja.blogspot.com/2008/10/mas-que-fim-de-semana.html' title='Mas que fim de semana!'/><author><name>guida</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17828373695322119743</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/Smd3M2dOFmI/AAAAAAAABgc/_Jzahlp-gXU/S220/Ana+Margarida+Marques.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XazqaNsvaq0/SOqM6jrpZUI/AAAAAAAAAro/Lr6wAgmgo2U/s72-c/CIMG0188.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
