<?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-2364758613340206550</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:30:47.379-08:00</updated><title type='text'>JeMoiMemme</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3459027479563681616</id><published>2010-03-08T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T13:10:48.216-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MULHER</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://fabiopereira.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/mulher_de_costas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 354px; height: 467px;" src="http://fabiopereira.files.wordpress.com/2009/08/mulher_de_costas.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Alguém hoje já te beijou, deu atenção, carinho ou amor? Alguém hoje já te tratou com respeito ou falou do teu valor? Alguém hoje já te elogiou por seres como és? Mulher, Mãe, Amiga, Guerreira? Aquela que faz tudo? Se nada disso foi dito, não fiques triste, pois o ser humano é assim, não sabe dar valor a alguém especial como tu Mulher.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Eu Mulher te valorizo, elogio e digo: És simplesmente Linda, todos os dias do Ano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3459027479563681616?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3459027479563681616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3459027479563681616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3459027479563681616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3459027479563681616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2010/03/mulher.html' title='MULHER'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-5821660284171997537</id><published>2009-12-08T12:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T13:24:31.119-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sexiest men alive 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D7GLcpGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BDEzwrnkLms/s1600-h/ryan-reynolds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D7GLcpGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BDEzwrnkLms/s200/ryan-reynolds.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412979222184240226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D65LiuXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zRmWKMoFPUM/s1600-h/jake-gyllenhaal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D65LiuXI/AAAAAAAAAIw/zRmWKMoFPUM/s200/jake-gyllenhaal.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412979218694977906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D6qhLA_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qNn5RZBDNJk/s1600-h/john-cho.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D6qhLA_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/qNn5RZBDNJk/s200/john-cho.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412979214759166962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D6DagoiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pjsl5lABS78/s1600-h/johnny-depp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D6DagoiI/AAAAAAAAAIg/Pjsl5lABS78/s200/johnny-depp.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412979204262240802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D52M6VfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lQkCOJRsFe4/s1600-h/bradley-cooper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D52M6VfI/AAAAAAAAAIY/lQkCOJRsFe4/s200/bradley-cooper.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412979200715544050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há muito que por cá não deixava qualquer comentário. Motivo: depois de quase 9 horas de trabalho (em frente a um pc), confesso que fico com bastante preguiça depois de chegar a casa e ficar sentada por mais uns instantes em frente ao meu pc ;-).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas eis que regresso e com toda a garra e com uma temática bastante interessante: OS HOMENS MAIS SEXY DO MUNDO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A revista People todos os anos dá a conhecer aos restantes deste planeta, aqueles que eles consideram os mais sexy. Eis o Top 10 de 2009:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Johnny Depp (despensa apresentações)&lt;br /&gt;2. Robert Pattinson (o vampiro mais famoso do momento)&lt;br /&gt;3. Ryan Reynolds (marido de Scarlett Johanson)&lt;br /&gt;4. Robert Downey Jr. (não sei o que este está a fazer no top 10!!)&lt;br /&gt;5. David Beckham&lt;br /&gt;6. Jake Gyllenhaal&lt;br /&gt;7. Bradley Cooper (UIIIII)&lt;br /&gt;8. Jerry O'connel (não sei quem é!)&lt;br /&gt;9. John Cho (o asiático mais sexy de sempre)&lt;br /&gt;10. Nick Cannon (actor, apresentador e actual marido de Mariah Carey)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claro que há muito mais na lista, mas este top 10 sofria uma alterações se fosse eu a escolher. Removia dela literalmente o Robert Downey Jr., Jerry O'connel e o Nick Cannon. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo as fotos dos meus preferidos.........&lt;br /&gt;Resto de boa semana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-5821660284171997537?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/5821660284171997537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=5821660284171997537&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5821660284171997537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5821660284171997537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/12/sexiest-men-alive-2009.html' title='Sexiest men alive 2009'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Sx7D7GLcpGI/AAAAAAAAAI4/BDEzwrnkLms/s72-c/ryan-reynolds.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-9151295780304528678</id><published>2009-07-28T13:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-28T13:09:36.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Féerrrrrrriiiiaaaaaaasssss</title><content type='html'>Está quase, mesmo quase.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda por cima ouvi dizer que vamos ter 1 mês de Agosto quente e seco (sei que pode não ser muito bom, mas para mim é fantástico).&lt;br /&gt;VIVAS ao calor, ao sol e ao Verão&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-9151295780304528678?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/9151295780304528678/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=9151295780304528678&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/9151295780304528678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/9151295780304528678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/07/feerrrrrrriiiiaaaaaaasssss.html' title='Féerrrrrrriiiiaaaaaaasssss'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-6880068943413458925</id><published>2009-07-08T00:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:46:52.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Adeus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SlRNsxvRRlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HYSRkIF2EzU/s1600-h/MJ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 199px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SlRNsxvRRlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HYSRkIF2EzU/s200/MJ.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355991288511546962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, a 7 de Julho de 2009, o mundo assistiu ao Adeus de uma das maiores estrelas do mundo da música.....Michael Jackson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As palavras do seu irmão, Marlon Jackson foram as que mais me emocionaram: "We will never understand what he endured...Not being able to walk across the street without a crowd gathered around, being judged, being ridiculed. How much pain can one take? Maybe now, Michael, they will leave you alone". Já se imaginaram nesta situação? Rodeados por multidões cada vez que estão na rua? Não poderem fazer nada sem serem julgados, criticados ou ridicularizados? Confesso que para mim, seria impossivel viver assim.............Acredito que ele viveu o sonho e o confundiu com a realidade que o cercava. Ele lutou para ser Michael Jackson, que nos últimos anos e devido a diversos acontecimentos era um homem só apesar de tudo o que tinha alcançado e vivido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem ao assistir a esta cerimónia dei por mim a cantar todas as músicas que foram interpretadas e por isso posso dizer que tive o privilégio de crescer a ouvir "Thriller", "Bad", "Gone to soon", "Billy Jean" e tantas outras que ficarão na nossa memória, nas nossas cassestes e CD's. Estou triste porque nunca tive a oportunidade de assistir ao espectáculo de um concerto dele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui a minha marca e assim como Smokey Robinson disse ontem, acredito em algo maior do que aquilo que vivemos aqui nesta vida e quem sabe este génio da música não estará lá para nos presentear com o seu dom.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-6880068943413458925?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/6880068943413458925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=6880068943413458925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/6880068943413458925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/6880068943413458925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/07/o-adeus.html' title='O Adeus'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SlRNsxvRRlI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/HYSRkIF2EzU/s72-c/MJ.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-8812745610334109250</id><published>2009-07-02T01:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T01:12:37.845-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Live from Brussels</title><content type='html'>Desde o dia 19/07 que estou em Bruxelas e por cá irei ficar até ao próximo dia 10/07....................AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH. Trabalho a quanto obrigas!!&lt;br /&gt;Mas no fundo, lá bem no fundo estou a gostar da experiência, mas as SAUDADES do meu maior Amor estão a matar-me diariamente.&lt;br /&gt;Já falta pouco filho, ja falta pouco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-8812745610334109250?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/8812745610334109250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=8812745610334109250&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/8812745610334109250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/8812745610334109250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/07/live-from-brussels.html' title='Live from Brussels'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-1377230812354434656</id><published>2009-06-12T14:09:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:45:01.848-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Triologia do Dragão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLK_kdfxqI/AAAAAAAAAII/zoYp4COwbew/s1600-h/brisingr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLK_kdfxqI/AAAAAAAAAII/zoYp4COwbew/s200/brisingr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346558901110163106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLK42Zf4CI/AAAAAAAAAIA/70Zo1mC756k/s1600-h/eldest.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 136px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLK42Zf4CI/AAAAAAAAAIA/70Zo1mC756k/s200/eldest.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346558785666146338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLKw-NloyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b4h2QO0xNuk/s1600-h/eragon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 135px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLKw-NloyI/AAAAAAAAAH4/b4h2QO0xNuk/s200/eragon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346558650324722466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há uns meses atrás fui ao Clube de Video e aluguei um filme com o intuito de passar uma bela tarde deitada no sofa com uma história que provavelmente, me iria embalar num sono gostoso.....Estava enganada!!!&lt;br /&gt;ERAGON era o nome do filme e fiquei tão envolvida que rapidamente descobri os livros: ERAGON, ELDEST e BRISINGR. &lt;br /&gt;Escusado será dizer que comprei a triologia e que os devorei, devo ainda acrescentar que o número de páginas vai aumentando consoante o volume, mas nem isso me assustou (O terceiro livro - BRISINGR - tem mais de 800 páginas). &lt;br /&gt;Apaixonei-me por Eragon e pela sua companheira de alma e de Aventuras, Saphira. Amo a bravura de Roran e o que o seu Amor por Katrina fez por ele e por toda a aldeia de Carvahal. Os Elfos, os Anões, homens-gato, feiticeiros e feiticeiras, Reis e Rainhas e claro...........o maléfico Galbatorix. Por mim ficava aqui a rever cada bocado desta magnifica história, mas não o vou fazer.&lt;br /&gt;Para quem gosta de épicos que misturam o mundo do Fantástico e da Fantasia esta é sem dúvida uma óptima escolha. &lt;br /&gt;Será que vão fazer esta Triologia em filme????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-1377230812354434656?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/1377230812354434656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=1377230812354434656&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1377230812354434656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1377230812354434656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/06/triologia-do-dragao.html' title='A Triologia do Dragão'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjLK_kdfxqI/AAAAAAAAAII/zoYp4COwbew/s72-c/brisingr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-2003134883007514826</id><published>2009-06-11T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T13:18:55.464-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Quatro casamentos num unico Verão</title><content type='html'>Dentro de um mês e meio começa a minha saga matrimonial. E este ano esperam-me quatro, sim &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;QUATRO casamentos&lt;/span&gt;. Tenho as 3 primeiras semanas do mês de Agosto preenchidas e depois só na segunda semana de Setembro......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora uma questão bastante pertinente:&lt;br /&gt; - Será que estes noivos(as) não sabem que vivemos em situação de crise económica e financeira????????&lt;br /&gt;Segunda questão pertinente (e para mim a mais importante):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt; - O QUE VOU VESTIRRRRRRR????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de muito pesquisar aqui na net, encontrei os sapatos ideais&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFlnBIqXtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ea702HMSAHQ/s1600-h/Sand%C3%A1lias+Maravilhosas.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFlnBIqXtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ea702HMSAHQ/s200/Sand%C3%A1lias+Maravilhosas.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346165953659559634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E estou a ver se encontro vestidos dentro deste género:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFl6XmrwZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/d6nMF0qZG80/s1600-h/vestido+curto+roxo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 140px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFl6XmrwZI/AAAAAAAAAHo/d6nMF0qZG80/s200/vestido+curto+roxo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346166286108574098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ou deste:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFmFxoePNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/WxrvrUaPafU/s1600-h/vestido+pink.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 141px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFmFxoePNI/AAAAAAAAAHw/WxrvrUaPafU/s200/vestido+pink.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346166482073959634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto de ser mulher é deveras complicado ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que terei alguma sorte?!!!&lt;br /&gt;SOCORRO....................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-2003134883007514826?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/2003134883007514826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=2003134883007514826&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2003134883007514826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2003134883007514826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/06/quatro-casamentos-num-unico-verao.html' title='Quatro casamentos num unico Verão'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SjFlnBIqXtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Ea702HMSAHQ/s72-c/Sand%C3%A1lias+Maravilhosas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-142220066546774350</id><published>2009-06-07T10:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T10:52:12.512-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Voo 447</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Siv-P-3Zv8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/3zMMA9gGzQw/s1600-h/flor3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 210px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Siv-P-3Zv8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/3zMMA9gGzQw/s320/flor3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344644933332090818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na 2ª Feira de manhã o mundo acorda com mais uma trágica notícia e eu não me consigo esquecer da forte sensação de impotência ao ouvir &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Um Airbus da Air France com 228 passageiros que fazia uma viagem do Rio de Janeiro para Paris desapareceu dos radares esta madrugada".&lt;/span&gt; Ainda agora ao ler e reler este título fico completamente arrepiada e&lt;br /&gt;deixo aqui as minhas condolências a todas as pessoas que perderam desta maneira seus filhos, irmãos, pais e mães e amigos com esta mensagem de Alguém muito importante nas nossas vidas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;"Se as ondas desta vida destruírem tua fé,&lt;br /&gt;E fizerem que duvides de que em breve voltarei,&lt;br /&gt;Volve os olhos ao passado, vê na cruz o meu sofrer.&lt;br /&gt;Queres provas mais do que esta? tanto amei que a vida&lt;br /&gt;dei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pensas mesmo ser tão fácil, esquecer o que falei,&lt;br /&gt;Se na história deste mundo já meus pés empoeirei?&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo que uma mãe viesse de seu filho se esquecer&lt;br /&gt;Inda assim não haveria de me esquecer de ti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais ainda que demore ou mesmo que pareça,&lt;br /&gt;Um dia prometi voltar e pronto estou a cumprir&lt;br /&gt;Mais ainda que demore ou mesmo que pareça&lt;br /&gt;Eu não me esqueci de ti : virei outra vez"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-142220066546774350?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/142220066546774350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=142220066546774350&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/142220066546774350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/142220066546774350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/06/voo-447.html' title='Voo 447'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/Siv-P-3Zv8I/AAAAAAAAAHY/3zMMA9gGzQw/s72-c/flor3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-276916319937692645</id><published>2009-06-06T10:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T10:10:10.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vamos Fugir Lyrics</title><content type='html'>Para poderem cantar....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Deste lugar, baby&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Tô cansado de esperar&lt;br /&gt;Que você me carregue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Proutro lugar, baby&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Pronde quer que você vá&lt;br /&gt;Que você me carregue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois diga que irá&lt;br /&gt;Irajá, Irajá&lt;br /&gt;Pronde eu só veja você&lt;br /&gt;Você veja a mim só&lt;br /&gt;Marajó, Marajó&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer outro lugar comum&lt;br /&gt;Outro lugar qualquer&lt;br /&gt;Guaporé, Guaporé&lt;br /&gt;Qualquer outro lugar ao sol&lt;br /&gt;Outro lugar ao sul&lt;br /&gt;Céu azul, céu azul&lt;br /&gt;Onde haja só meu corpo nu&lt;br /&gt;Junto ao seu corpo nu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Proutro lugar, baby&lt;br /&gt;Vamos fugir&lt;br /&gt;Pronde haja um tobogã&lt;br /&gt;Onde a gente escorregue&lt;br /&gt;Todo dia de manhã&lt;br /&gt;Flores que a gente regue&lt;br /&gt;Uma banda de maçã&lt;br /&gt;Outra banda de reggae&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-276916319937692645?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/276916319937692645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=276916319937692645&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/276916319937692645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/276916319937692645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/06/vamos-fugir-lyrics.html' title='Vamos Fugir Lyrics'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-5831877338743987943</id><published>2009-05-24T10:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:10:41.075-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O título não tem nada a ver.....</title><content type='html'>"Vamos fugir" é o título de uma música que ultimamente não me sai da mente nem da boca. Estou sempre a cantarolar e devo dizer que é super contagiante.&lt;br /&gt;Ouvia-a pela 1ª vez num dos episódios de "Caminho das Indías" e como seria de se esperar, fui logo "googlear" e eis que encontrei esta versão, super boa-vibe e descontraída de Gilberto Gil.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui a deixo, para que sempre que necessitem começar uma boa semana, um bom dia ou uma boa noite a possam ouvir ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sxmjMwmC8Us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01"&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/sxmjMwmC8Us&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A verdade, verdadeira é que nunca mais vão conseguir fugir desta melodia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boa Semana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-5831877338743987943?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/5831877338743987943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=5831877338743987943&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5831877338743987943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5831877338743987943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2009/05/o-titulo-nao-tem-nada-ver.html' title='O título não tem nada a ver.....'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-8418112869731533332</id><published>2009-03-21T16:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T16:10:01.818-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Parabéns ao Meu Amor</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/ScVzlQcdOMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o4-8vUyHzCU/s1600-h/Lucas+056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/ScVzlQcdOMI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/o4-8vUyHzCU/s200/Lucas+056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315782019087415490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Para ti meu amor toda a Felicidade do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;Mudaste a minha vida para melhor nestes teus 3 anos de existência;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-8418112869731533332?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/8418112869731533332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=8418112869731533332&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-1159963339937855090</id><published>2009-01-11T12:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T12:41:25.388-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SWpZV0eu-iI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bY83xrKlIMw/s1600-h/happy-new-year-wallpaper.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290138943699745314" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SWpZV0eu-iI/AAAAAAAAAG4/bY83xrKlIMw/s200/happy-new-year-wallpaper.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Um Feliz Ano de 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Sei que estou ligeiramente atrasada, mas quando se está de férias tento fugir a 7 pés desta máquina que nos toma conta dos dias e das horas que têm os dias.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Meus amigos e amigas, um ano de 2009 repleto de Alegria, Amor, Saúde, Liberdade, Felicidade, Luz e Paz :-) Se pudermos ainda acrescentar uns €ssss na conta bancária seria bem melhor.&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/2364758613340206550-1159963339937855090?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/1159963339937855090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;by Vinícios de Moraes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p:colorscheme&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-4155030550549675932?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/4155030550549675932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=4155030550549675932&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/4155030550549675932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/4155030550549675932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/12/aos-nobres-amigos.html' title='Aos nobres amigos'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-235516639440696848</id><published>2008-12-26T14:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T14:37:46.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SAUDADE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SVVcIfcMCkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MuYkEUNvxPQ/s1600-h/Imagem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SVVcIfcMCkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MuYkEUNvxPQ/s200/Imagem1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5284231038737582658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"&gt;"Um dia a maioria de nós irá separar-se.&lt;br /&gt;Sentiremos saudades de todas as conversas&lt;br /&gt;deitadas fora, das descobertas que fizemos,&lt;br /&gt;dos sonhos que tivemos,&lt;br /&gt;dos tantos risos e momentos que compartilhámos.&lt;br /&gt;Saudades até dos momentos de lágrimas,&lt;br /&gt;da angústia,&lt;br /&gt;das vésperas de fim-de-semana,&lt;br /&gt;de finais do ano.&lt;br /&gt;Enfim....&lt;br /&gt;do companheirismo vivido.&lt;br /&gt;Em breve cada um vai para o seu lado,&lt;br /&gt;seja pelo destino, ou por algum desentendimento,&lt;br /&gt;segue a sua vida.&lt;br /&gt;Talvez continuemos a encontrar-nos.&lt;br /&gt;Quem sabe, nos e-mails trocados...&lt;br /&gt;Podemos telefonar, conversar algumas banalidades...&lt;br /&gt;Passarão dias, meses,&lt;br /&gt;anos...&lt;br /&gt;até este contacto se tornar cada vez mais raro.&lt;br /&gt;Vamo-nos perder no tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Um dia os nossos filhos verão aquelas fotografias&lt;br /&gt;e perguntarão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quem são aquelas pessoas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Diremos que eram nossos amigos.&lt;br /&gt;E isso vai doer tanto...&lt;br /&gt;A saudade vai apertar bem dentro do peito.&lt;br /&gt;Vai-nos dar vontade de ligar, ouvir aquelas vozes novamente....&lt;br /&gt;Quando o nosso grupo estiver incompleto...&lt;br /&gt;reunir-nos-emos&lt;br /&gt;para um último adeus de um amigo.&lt;br /&gt;E entre lágrimas nos abraçaremos.&lt;br /&gt;Faremos promessas de nos&lt;br /&gt;encontra mais vezes daquele&lt;br /&gt;dia em diante.&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, cada um vai para o seu lado&lt;br /&gt;para continua a viver&lt;br /&gt;a sua vida isolada do passado.&lt;br /&gt;E perder-nos-emos no tempo&lt;br /&gt;mais uma vez.&lt;br /&gt;Por isso fica aqui o pedido deste humilde amigo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Não deixem que a vida passe em branco&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;e que pequenas adversidades&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;sejam a causa de grandes tempestades...&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&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/2364758613340206550-235516639440696848?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/235516639440696848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=235516639440696848&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/235516639440696848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/235516639440696848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/12/saudade.html' title='SAUDADE'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SVVcIfcMCkI/AAAAAAAAAGw/MuYkEUNvxPQ/s72-c/Imagem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-146385489329805578</id><published>2008-12-20T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T17:37:42.079-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SU2ds9jC5WI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DyRhL3CARyc/s1600-h/HappyChristmas%255B1%255D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SU2ds9jC5WI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DyRhL3CARyc/s200/HappyChristmas%255B1%255D.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282051333736818018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parece que ainda ontem estava a preparar mais um Natal e a comentar como o ano tinha passado tão depressa! Pois é, e mais uma ano se passou.........&lt;br /&gt;Dou pelo tempo a correr, a correr, a correr. Ainda consigo  lembrar-me dos meus Natais de antigamente, parece que foram ontem.....As correrias as comes-e-bebes, as prendinhas, as lembranças, coisas que hoje parece terem um significado completamente diferente.&lt;br /&gt;Como estamos numa época em que o consumismo atinge proporções gigantescas (mesmo com a crise que vivemos)quero colocar-vos uma questão. O que é para vocês o Natal? Que significado tem? Como descrevem o Natal aos vossos filhos, sobrinhos e amigos?&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos com estas questões na esperança que me respondam.&lt;br /&gt;Um FELIZ NATAL, bençãos mil, saúde, Amor, Esperança, Atitude positiva, são os meus votos sinceros&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-146385489329805578?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/146385489329805578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=146385489329805578&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/146385489329805578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/146385489329805578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-time.html' title='Christmas Time'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SU2ds9jC5WI/AAAAAAAAAGo/DyRhL3CARyc/s72-c/HappyChristmas%255B1%255D.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-1058279699206529142</id><published>2008-09-03T08:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T08:39:47.978-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VIDAS</title><content type='html'>Vidas que se cruzam, vidas que vivem e que se alteram. Vidas do hoje, vidas do ontem e do amanhã....Acredito que a nossa missão, enquanto seres viventes, é a de mudar a vida de alguém. &lt;br /&gt;Se é esse o nosso destino, se é o que nos está reservado então vamos mudar sempre alguém mas pela positiva, com ensinamento, com verdade. Só assim conseguimos tornar o "nosso" mundo ideal para se viver.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-1058279699206529142?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/1058279699206529142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=1058279699206529142&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1058279699206529142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1058279699206529142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/09/vidas.html' title='VIDAS'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-6104744600230777585</id><published>2008-08-02T12:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T13:08:31.626-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SJS-td12vCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yhVr6JDCCwA/s1600-h/colagem1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SJS-td12vCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yhVr6JDCCwA/s200/colagem1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230014755597892642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois...acabou-se, pelo menos por agora.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui umas breves lembranças de como foram estes dias de praia, calor, sol e mar&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-6104744600230777585?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/6104744600230777585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=6104744600230777585&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/6104744600230777585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/6104744600230777585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/08/pois.html' title=''/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SJS-td12vCI/AAAAAAAAAEs/yhVr6JDCCwA/s72-c/colagem1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-7870204238782345935</id><published>2008-07-19T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:38:58.601-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SIJrQruBsrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-X5-afMlPe0/s1600-h/paradise_island_bahamas1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SIJrQruBsrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-X5-afMlPe0/s200/paradise_island_bahamas1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224856452061049522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Finalmente o merecido descanso. Se precisarem de mim estarei à beira mar suavemente plantada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-7870204238782345935?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/7870204238782345935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=7870204238782345935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/7870204238782345935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/7870204238782345935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/07/estarei-beira-mar-suavemente-plantada.html' title=''/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SIJrQruBsrI/AAAAAAAAAEc/-X5-afMlPe0/s72-c/paradise_island_bahamas1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-920496247262894023</id><published>2008-06-13T02:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T02:43:08.701-07:00</updated><title type='text'>"TAKE A BOW"</title><content type='html'>How bout a round of applause?&lt;br /&gt;Standin ovation...&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You look so dumb right now&lt;br /&gt;Standin' outside my house&lt;br /&gt;Tryin' to apologize&lt;br /&gt;You're so ugly when you cry&lt;br /&gt;(Please)&lt;br /&gt;Just cut it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me you're sorry cuz you're not&lt;br /&gt;Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me goin'&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin'&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertainin'&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grab your clothes and get gone&lt;br /&gt;(You better hurry up)&lt;br /&gt;Before the sprinklers come on&lt;br /&gt;Talkin' bout "Girl, I love you you're the one..."&lt;br /&gt;This just looks like a re-run&lt;br /&gt;(Please)&lt;br /&gt;What else is on?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't tell me you're sorry cuz you're not&lt;br /&gt;Baby when I know you're only sorry you got caught&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me goin'&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin'&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertainin'&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the award for the best liar goes to you&lt;br /&gt;For makin' me believe&lt;br /&gt;That you could be&lt;br /&gt;Faithful to me&lt;br /&gt;Let's hear your speech&lt;br /&gt;oh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How bout a round of applause?&lt;br /&gt;Standin' ovation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you put on quite a show&lt;br /&gt;You really had me goin'&lt;br /&gt;But now it's time to go&lt;br /&gt;Curtains finally closin'&lt;br /&gt;That was quite a show&lt;br /&gt;Very entertainin'&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now&lt;br /&gt;Go on and take a bow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's over now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="80"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/0vWsrKiM2u/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/0vWsrKiM2u/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/rihanna/music/iyE9yg1f/rihanna_take_a_bow/"&gt;Take A Bow - Rihanna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-920496247262894023?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/920496247262894023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=920496247262894023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/920496247262894023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/920496247262894023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/06/take-bow.html' title='&quot;TAKE A BOW&quot;'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-1590094810548883782</id><published>2008-05-28T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T08:15:27.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mamã tenho varicela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SD124X61W9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/GiOhQm_pEgk/s1600-h/varicela.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SD124X61W9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/GiOhQm_pEgk/s200/varicela.gif" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205447455175695314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há quase 1 semana que estamos de quarentena! &lt;br /&gt;Pois é, o meu amorzinho está com varicela. Não está muito atacado, mas mesmo assim estamos os dois em casa de castigo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-1590094810548883782?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/1590094810548883782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=1590094810548883782&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1590094810548883782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/1590094810548883782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/05/mam-tenho-varicela.html' title='Mamã tenho varicela'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SD124X61W9I/AAAAAAAAAEU/GiOhQm_pEgk/s72-c/varicela.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-8201163744895160852</id><published>2008-05-26T15:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T03:21:15.975-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Não há nada pior que o desencanto adquirido por alguém. Estou desencantada com um alguém, "ferida de morte" quase.&lt;br /&gt;Ganha-se coragem, enfrenta-se a vida, vai-se à luta e depois quando menos esperas eis que acontece.....................a desilusão, a pior delas, a desilusão pelas atitudes daquela pessoa que tu não esperavas que te fosse desiludir. Teve a audácia e puxa-te o tapete e ficas ali deitada a olhar para o vazio completamente só e arrasada e pensas "como é que tiveste a coragem de me magoar?".&lt;br /&gt;Ás vezes peço a Deus que me dê a capacidade de me abstrair, de ficar completamente fria  com as situações e com as pessoas, a verdade é que não consigo, não está em mim, ou então é Deus a querer-me dizer que não vale a pena confiar nas pessoas. &lt;br /&gt;Termino com uma frase célebre que ouvi ou li não sei muito bem onde, nem sei quem será o autor, mas que se aplica perfeitamente ao meu estado de espírito: "Quanto mais conheço as pessoas mais gosto dos animais". Gostaria que ela fosse diferente, do género: quanto mais conheço as pessoas mais gosto delas e adoro os animais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-8201163744895160852?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/8201163744895160852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=8201163744895160852&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/8201163744895160852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/8201163744895160852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-h-nada-pior-que-o-desencanto.html' title=''/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-2398663529371260537</id><published>2008-04-15T06:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:43:39.564-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Há coisas Fantásticas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SATM1aprX0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vRLE-DgeEHk/s1600-h/baby_feet.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SATM1aprX0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vRLE-DgeEHk/s200/baby_feet.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189497888696917826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já pensaram o que é gostar de alguém que ainda nem sequer conhecem? Aliás, será possível acreditar no amor á primeira vista? Ou no amor por alguém que nunca vimos antes?&lt;br /&gt;Juro que até há bem pouco tempo não acreditava em nada dessas histórias de amor à primeira vista e jurava que era impossível tal acontecer. Enganei-me............ As coisas aconteceram de maneira subtil, na verdade só no principio do 2º mês quando o corpo começou a mudar foi mais perceptível esse Grande Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca pensei que fosse assim o Amor por um Filho! Grande,Incondicional, Forte, Alarmante, Feliz ....e como escreveu nosso Camões "Amor é fogo que arde sem se ver, é ferida que dói, e não se sente; é um contentamento descontente, é dor que desatina sem doer...."&lt;br /&gt;Quando nos colocam aqueles pequenos seres nos braços a sensação que se tem é inexplicável e o desabafo que se tem com Deus é único, "É para sempre!!"&lt;br /&gt;Já era impossível negar todo o amor enquanto vivia dentro de mim, agora é só regozijar-me com cada conquista que ele faz, nem se seja um simples "olá mãe".&lt;br /&gt;Será que há algum estudo científico que justifique este amor, ou posso simplesmente dizer "Há coisas Fantásticas"?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-2398663529371260537?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/2398663529371260537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=2398663529371260537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2398663529371260537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2398663529371260537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/04/h-coisas-fantsticas.html' title='Há coisas Fantásticas'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/SATM1aprX0I/AAAAAAAAAEE/vRLE-DgeEHk/s72-c/baby_feet.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3236049218739684847</id><published>2008-03-27T08:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-27T09:46:04.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto de......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R-vPEoReO3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/g3F6XftCqnA/s1600-h/Kizomba.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R-vPEoReO3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/g3F6XftCqnA/s200/Kizomba.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182463474657016690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ti..&lt;br /&gt;E de todo o torbilhão de emoções que despertas: ansiedade, amor, paixão, desespero e a vontade de sempre mais...mais amor, mais ansiedade, mais amor, mais paixão, mais..&lt;br /&gt;Quando tudo parecia sereno e tranquilo eis que surges e tudo transformas. Acho fantástico tudo o que vivi ao encontrar-te pela primeira vez, nunca pensei que fosse ser o que é hoje e que estivessemos aqui a viver sonhos em comum.&lt;br /&gt;Recordo os cheiros, as músicas, em particular "Your Love is king" da grande Sade.&lt;br /&gt;No fundo, quero aqui deixar a minha declaração de amor àquele que mudou o meu ser e dizer que "Gosto de Ti" / Amo-Te.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3236049218739684847?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3236049218739684847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3236049218739684847&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3236049218739684847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3236049218739684847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosto-de_27.html' title='Gosto de......'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R-vPEoReO3I/AAAAAAAAAD8/g3F6XftCqnA/s72-c/Kizomba.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3482874260912298321</id><published>2008-03-12T14:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T14:20:49.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto de...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9hJEokp_YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7Sbk-Cm_LK0/s1600-h/sem+t%C3%ADtuloiii.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9hJEokp_YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7Sbk-Cm_LK0/s200/sem+t%C3%ADtuloiii.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176968115621854594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GRANDES AMIZADES&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saber que posso sempre contar com o apoio de um(a)grande amigo(a) é sempre uma Benção dos Ceús.&lt;br /&gt;E afinal, que somos nós sem um amigo verdadeiro? Aquele que nos apoia nas tristezas, que nos acompanha nas alegrias e que compartilha das nossas ideias e emoções! &lt;br /&gt;A ti que és meu Amigo e minha Amiga um OBRIGADO com muito sentimento e com muito Amor. Obrigado por teres chorado quando eu chorei, obrigado pelas risadas que dei ao teu lado, obrigado pela tua opinião...Obrigado por existires e fazeres parte da minha vida.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3482874260912298321?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3482874260912298321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3482874260912298321&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3482874260912298321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3482874260912298321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosto-de_12.html' title='Gosto de...'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9hJEokp_YI/AAAAAAAAAD0/7Sbk-Cm_LK0/s72-c/sem+t%C3%ADtuloiii.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-2285394839320636644</id><published>2008-03-11T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-11T05:05:23.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto de...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9ZuyYkp_XI/AAAAAAAAADs/7g09nebXbYk/s1600-h/musica.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9ZuyYkp_XI/AAAAAAAAADs/7g09nebXbYk/s200/musica.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176446633577676146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MÚSICA&lt;br /&gt;A harmonia entre as notas, a capacidade de sonhar, de voltar às minhas memórias ao ouvir aquela melodia que tanto me diz.&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ficar somente a ouvir, por vezes também canto e danço. Costuma-se dizer que "quem canta seus males espanta" e penso que em relação a mim este ditado é 100% verdade e ainda sou capaz de lhe fazer uma alteração: quem dança o que canta seus males espanta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="290"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/CK1e9tzO-S/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/CK1e9tzO-S/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="290" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Press play e....deliciem-se com a melodia&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-2285394839320636644?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/2285394839320636644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=2285394839320636644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2285394839320636644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/2285394839320636644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosto-de_11.html' title='Gosto de...'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9ZuyYkp_XI/AAAAAAAAADs/7g09nebXbYk/s72-c/musica.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3888432509136869123</id><published>2008-03-10T07:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T08:23:11.243-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Gosto de....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9VSQokp_WI/AAAAAAAAADk/sPm8w1gm4_c/s1600-h/great_expectations.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9VSQokp_WI/AAAAAAAAADk/sPm8w1gm4_c/s320/great_expectations.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176133792454802786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inspirada por uma Amiga, vou propôr um desafio a mim mesma e todos os dias (juro que vou tentar que seja todos os dias)vou aqui deixar um pouco de tudo o que gosto. &lt;br /&gt;Hoje, 10 de Março de 2008 começo por dizer que gosto de coisas doces (e adiciono a minha calorosa gargalhada)......&lt;br /&gt;Tudo que me faça adoçar a alma e que me deixe um pouco mais feliz, como a cremosidade de uma Bavaroise de morango ou a intensidade de um Beijo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9VRw4kp_VI/AAAAAAAAADc/2T4ROdlD2_w/s1600-h/doces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9VRw4kp_VI/AAAAAAAAADc/2T4ROdlD2_w/s200/doces.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176133246993956178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3888432509136869123?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3888432509136869123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3888432509136869123&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3888432509136869123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3888432509136869123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/03/gosto-de.html' title='Gosto de....'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9VSQokp_WI/AAAAAAAAADk/sPm8w1gm4_c/s72-c/great_expectations.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3408483272593129613</id><published>2008-03-10T05:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T05:28:32.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Phenomenal Woman</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9UpVIkp_RI/AAAAAAAAAC8/k-MnA3KZ6Zk/s1600-h/woman.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9UpVIkp_RI/AAAAAAAAAC8/k-MnA3KZ6Zk/s320/woman.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176088789787475218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size&lt;br /&gt;But when I start to tell them,&lt;br /&gt;They think I'm telling lies.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the reach of my arms&lt;br /&gt;The span of my hips,&lt;br /&gt;The stride of my step,&lt;br /&gt;The curl of my lips.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walk into a room&lt;br /&gt;Just as cool as you please,&lt;br /&gt;And to a man,&lt;br /&gt;The fellows stand or&lt;br /&gt;Fall down on their knees.&lt;br /&gt;Then they swarm around me,&lt;br /&gt;A hive of honey bees.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's the fire in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And the flash of my teeth,&lt;br /&gt;The swing in my waist,&lt;br /&gt;And the joy in my feet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men themselves have wondered&lt;br /&gt;What they see in me.&lt;br /&gt;They try so much&lt;br /&gt;But they can't touch&lt;br /&gt;My inner mystery.&lt;br /&gt;When I try to show them&lt;br /&gt;They say they still can't see.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the arch of my back,&lt;br /&gt;The sun of my smile,&lt;br /&gt;The ride of my breasts,&lt;br /&gt;The grace of my style.&lt;br /&gt;I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you understand&lt;br /&gt;Just why my head's not bowed.&lt;br /&gt;I don't shout or jump about&lt;br /&gt;Or have to talk real loud.&lt;br /&gt;When you see me passing&lt;br /&gt;It ought to make you proud.&lt;br /&gt;I say,&lt;br /&gt;It's in the click of my heels,&lt;br /&gt;The bend of my hair,&lt;br /&gt;the palm of my hand,&lt;br /&gt;The need of my care,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I'm a woman&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenally.&lt;br /&gt;Phenomenal woman,&lt;br /&gt;That's me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By Maya Angelou&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3408483272593129613?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3408483272593129613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3408483272593129613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3408483272593129613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3408483272593129613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/03/phenomenal-woman.html' title='Phenomenal Woman'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R9UpVIkp_RI/AAAAAAAAAC8/k-MnA3KZ6Zk/s72-c/woman.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-5681179234126123492</id><published>2008-02-28T06:23:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-28T07:02:58.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O meu livro de cabeceira</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R8bM9y7964I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ngWRwZxfNuw/s1600-h/Conspira%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R8bM9y7964I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ngWRwZxfNuw/s320/Conspira%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5172046584098974594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neste momento estou a ler (e quase no fim) A Conspiração de Dan Brown. Mais uma história cheia de suspense e inteligência por parte deste autor.&lt;br /&gt;Eu sou particularmente "suspeita" para falar deste género de argumentos porque, simplesmente, adddoooorrrrooooooo. Gosto da envolvência que o autor consegue gerar, do mistério, daquela sensação de "epá, tenho que ler mais um bocadinho para saber quem está a tramar isto tudo!!". &lt;br /&gt;Gostaria de saber se há mais livros/autores assim, se souberem "let me know"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-5681179234126123492?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/5681179234126123492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=5681179234126123492&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5681179234126123492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5681179234126123492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-meu-livro-de-cabeceira.html' title='O meu livro de cabeceira'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R8bM9y7964I/AAAAAAAAAC0/ngWRwZxfNuw/s72-c/Conspira%C3%A7%C3%A3o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3617823274291124232</id><published>2008-02-23T10:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T10:59:33.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>"Quando eu te falei em Amor"</title><content type='html'>Sempre que ouço esta música fico com uma vontade imensa de de abraçar e de te beijar.&lt;br /&gt;De certeza que o André Sardet quando escreveu esta balada sabia que esta a contribuir para muitas horas de Amor.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigado André pelo teu contribuito&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9HPMT6b3HJg&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9HPMT6b3HJg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3617823274291124232?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3617823274291124232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3617823274291124232&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3617823274291124232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3617823274291124232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/quando-eu-te-falei-em-amor.html' title='&quot;Quando eu te falei em Amor&quot;'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-665004894550968579</id><published>2008-02-21T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-21T10:00:27.505-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saudade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7261i7962I/AAAAAAAAACk/a1BzMPxbZ7o/s1600-h/image_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7261i7962I/AAAAAAAAACk/a1BzMPxbZ7o/s320/image_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169493376365357922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não resisti em deixar aqui esta minha mensagem ao identificar-me com as pessoas, com os tempos, com as alegrias e com as grandes amizades. Quase que choro ao relembrar como eramos mais "leves" (de peso também) sem preocupações, sem compromissos e sempre de bem com a vida. Sempre bem acompanhadas e bem-humoradas.&lt;br /&gt;Como a música diz "ó tempo volta pra trás...".&lt;br /&gt;Por isso adoro a fotografia, esta arte que capta as emoções que se vivem no momento, um choro, um sorriso, um pensamento, um amor, uma tristeza, muita alegria. Aqui estamos nós captadas num momento....Qual será o sentimento que foi captado??&lt;br /&gt;ADORO-VOS&lt;br /&gt;Sinto a falta de todas&lt;br /&gt;Sejam Felizes&lt;br /&gt;Amem&lt;br /&gt;Vivam&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-665004894550968579?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/665004894550968579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=665004894550968579&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/665004894550968579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/665004894550968579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/saudade.html' title='Saudade'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7261i7962I/AAAAAAAAACk/a1BzMPxbZ7o/s72-c/image_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-708010661709096442</id><published>2008-02-15T01:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-15T01:47:10.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Mestre da Boa Palavra</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7VfhS796wI/AAAAAAAAABo/1Gwxs6gdDN8/s1600-h/Fernando+Pessoa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7VfhS796wI/AAAAAAAAABo/1Gwxs6gdDN8/s320/Fernando+Pessoa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167141173101193986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sim, sei bem&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca serei alguém.&lt;br /&gt;Sei de sobra&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca terei uma obra.&lt;br /&gt;Sei, enfim,&lt;br /&gt;Que nunca saberei de mim.&lt;br /&gt;Sim, mas agora,&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto dura esta hora,&lt;br /&gt;Este luar, estes ramos,&lt;br /&gt;Esta paz em que estamos,&lt;br /&gt;Deixem-me crer&lt;br /&gt;O que nunca poderei ser."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fernando Pessoa&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-708010661709096442?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/708010661709096442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=708010661709096442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/708010661709096442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/708010661709096442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/o-mestre-da-boa-palavra.html' title='O Mestre da Boa Palavra'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7VfhS796wI/AAAAAAAAABo/1Gwxs6gdDN8/s72-c/Fernando+Pessoa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-402557274699260571</id><published>2008-02-14T09:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:32:53.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bolo de Chocolate com AMOR</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7R7Oi796uI/AAAAAAAAABU/G1p_GyPoSZQ/s1600-h/bolo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7R7Oi796uI/AAAAAAAAABU/G1p_GyPoSZQ/s320/bolo.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166890162327513826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Ingredientes:&lt;br /&gt;4 ovos&lt;br /&gt;2 chávenas de farinha&lt;br /&gt;2 chávenas de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;1 chávena de óleo&lt;br /&gt;1 chávena de chocolate em pó&lt;br /&gt;1 colher de chá de fermento&lt;br /&gt;1 chávena de água quente quando o bolo já estiver batido.&lt;br /&gt;As claras são batidas em castelo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recheio :&lt;br /&gt;3 colheres de sopa de açúcar&lt;br /&gt;3 colheres de sopa de leite&lt;br /&gt;2 colheres de sopa de manteiga&lt;br /&gt;5 colheres de sopa de chocolate em pó ou em barra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparação:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Vai ao lume, mexe-se sempre sem parar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.O recheio põe-se em cima do bolo ainda quente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.Ou 1 pacote de natas com 1 tablete de chocolate&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-402557274699260571?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/402557274699260571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=402557274699260571&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/402557274699260571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/402557274699260571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/bolo-de-chocolate-com-amor.html' title='Bolo de Chocolate com AMOR'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7R7Oi796uI/AAAAAAAAABU/G1p_GyPoSZQ/s72-c/bolo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-5413663726677189053</id><published>2008-02-14T09:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T09:30:06.927-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love is In the Air</title><content type='html'>Dou por mim a pensar que neste dia "love is the air". Respiramos, ouvimos e falamos de amor. Mesmo que não tenhamos uma cara-metade, o sentimento deste dia anda no ar. Desde músicas, publicidades, decorações, enfim...tudo para passarmos um dia a pensar e a viver um sentimento único e valioso.&lt;br /&gt;Um desafio a esta imensa comunidade que pertence ao mundo da Internet: vamos fazer com que este dia se prolongue pelo resto do ano. Se amamos alguém ou "alguéns" vamos dedicar-lhes todo o nosso amor e todo o nosso carinho, porque mesmo que tenhamos todo o conhecimento do mundo se não tivermos amor de nada nos serve.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo-vos uma receita recheada de AMOR&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-5413663726677189053?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/5413663726677189053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=5413663726677189053&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5413663726677189053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/5413663726677189053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-is-in-air.html' title='Love is In the Air'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2364758613340206550.post-3661496567622306197</id><published>2008-02-14T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-14T08:42:34.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Valentine`s Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7RtvC796qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7Dcq3u6NV6o/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7RtvC796qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7Dcq3u6NV6o/s320/love.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166875327510473378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Mais um ano e mais um dia de S. Valentim. Que o AMOR seja maior que os nossos desejos e frustrações. Aliás... que hoje o AMOR seja o nosso maior desejo.&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2364758613340206550-3661496567622306197?l=jemoimemme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/feeds/3661496567622306197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2364758613340206550&amp;postID=3661496567622306197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3661496567622306197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2364758613340206550/posts/default/3661496567622306197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://jemoimemme.blogspot.com/2008/02/mais-um-ano-e-mais-um-dia-de-s.html' title='Happy Valentine`s Day'/><author><name>JeMoiMemme</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16346062096109877639</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='26' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7q68C7961I/AAAAAAAAACY/ybTR6CzPtek/S220/ekc1841t.jpeg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_csa7c_FG8W4/R7RtvC796qI/AAAAAAAAAA0/7Dcq3u6NV6o/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
